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Why Car Drivers Enrage Cyclists

In Uncategorized on February 18, 2013 at 3:48 am

They really don’t much, but…

Ah… the dance between car drivers and bike riders in the social contract of the road.  The friction between the two is pretty easy to understand.  Car drivers get sick as hell of cyclists rolling directly through stops and riding two or more abreast blocking traffic.  Cyclists get sick as hell of aggressive drivers who almost seem to be targeting them.  I’ve ridden a lot, I’ve driven a lot and I am the kind of person who cares if he is honest about the number of items he carries into the express line, so it was with an open mind and a lot of interest I encountered the headline “The Psychology of Why Cyclists Enrage Car Drivers“.  I really wanted to know!

I found the piece on top of Digg, a popular website whose main function is to let users discover, share and recommend web content.  Members submit a webpage  and the other members vote that page up or down.  If you make it to the top of the page, there is an implication of perceived value as a lot of people must have been reading it and voting this it up the Digg ladder.  As a committed bike commuter who also understands the frustrations of drivers towards bicycles, I was expecting to encounter a sort of “peer~reviewed” sound argument on the tension between the two.  The author posits this argument…

“It’s not simply because they are annoying, argues Tom Stafford, it’s because they trigger a deep-seated rage within us by breaking the moral order of the road.”

“Driving is a very moral activity – there are rules of the road, both legal and informal, and there are good and bad drivers.”  Stafford describes several ways in which car drivers must cooperate with each other to keep traffic moving.  Then he introduces bicycles overtaking lines of cars stopped at lights and moving at well below the automobile speed limit and posits that in the “game of coordination where we have to rely on each other to do the right thing”, going on to describe this cycling behavior as “cheating” in the game of traffic.  Comparing cyclists to tax cheats who derive benefits without contributing equally, Stafford trots out, with great fanfare… the “free rider problem”.

I’m not going to look it up, so I’ll have to rely on Stafford’s description of this economic and sociological theory that “…even if a bunch of selfish individuals (or genes) recognise (he’s British) the benefit of coming together to co-operate with each other, once the collective good has been created it is rational, in a sense, for everyone to start trying to freeload off the collective” with the ensuing threat of societal collapse.  The wheels have been wobbling on Stafford’s argument ever since the bike behavior with which he takes exception is actually legal operation of a bike in traffic, but now… they are starting to completely come off!

In making his argument, Stafford categorically rejects the seemingly common sense idea that drivers aren’t just mad at cyclists for acting like jerks and getting away with things drivers can’t.  Or that drivers are commonly understood to act more aggressively in their cars than, say… the grocery store line.  Instead he believes that drivers sense the threat of greater societal breakdown posed by bicyclists on the road and fortunately for Stafford there is yet another study in a scientific journal that ascribes it to… altruistic punishment.  At this point we are getting so far away from a sound logical argument that I begin to wonder… who is this guy writing the article?

Ohhhhh… he’s a in the Psychology department at a university!  Got it!  Things are becoming clearer to me… even if Stafford remains a little muddled!

So, the Fehr and Gachter study that shines a light on altruistic punishment organizes anonymous subjects into a social group, starts everyone out on equal footing, asks the members to contribute to the good of the group, some do, some don’t and the group appears to be on the hot rails to hell the free~rider problem fore~tells until… the contributing members slap the non~contributors into line by fining them and “Voila!”… group cohesion!  Society is saved and Stafford is convinced that car drivers rage at cyclists is a perfect example!

But there are a couple of problems.

Stafford summarizes the study’s conclusion “…that evolution has built into the human mind a hatred of free-riders and cheaters, which activates anger when we confront people acting like this – and it is this anger which prompts altruistic punishment. In this way, the emotion is evolution’s way of getting us to overcome our short-term self-interest and encourage collective social life.”

And elaborates…

“So now we can see why there is an evolutionary pressure pushing motorists towards hatred of cyclists. Deep within the human psyche, fostered there because it helps us co-ordinate with strangers and so build the global society that is a hallmark of our species, is an anger at people who break the rules, who take the benefits without contributing to the cost. And cyclists trigger this anger when they use the roads but don’t follow the same rules as cars.”

Perhaps there is an advantage in not being on the faculty of a university Psychology department where the only thing you can think to do is to slap the results of this study or that theory on top of every, single problem.  Maybe you can just ask some simple questions like… if the subjects of the study you are using for your argument were all anonymous to each other and doing the exact same thing… aren’t you more accurately describing car drivers interacting with… each other?  And since there are car drivers who don’t follow the rules and “cheat”… what point are you really making about bike riders?  Do other drivers REALLY not get mad at… other drivers?

It seems to me that alarm bells should have been going off in readers minds about the soundness of Stafford’s argument… instead of voting it up the Digg ladder.

At the very end, almost as a throw away remark, he mentions “that cyclists are playing an important role in a wider game of reducing traffic and pollution”, and misses the larger implication of that observation!  His whole construction about “free~riders”, “altruistic punishment” and the resultant “evolutionary pressure pushing motorists towards hatred of cyclists” is more logically applied the other way!  A far more sound argument can be made that in a world of carbon~driven climate change and the horrific geo~political consequences of staying addicted to fossil fuel… the CAR DRIVERS are the “free~riders” and those of us who choose to ride instead of drive are by far the responsible actors and should be applying altruistic punishment towards them.

And deep down, maybe that actually IS “The psychology of why cyclists enrage car drivers”!

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The Other Side of the Pile

In Uncategorized on January 30, 2012 at 10:26 pm

Inside Apple’s Hidden Factories. Finally.

All I’m wondering is whether we can be aware of it… to quit looking at all our bright, shiny new stuff and think absolutely nothing but “This is AWESOME!!!” and drool over how cool we are and how much better our life is with it.

To be aware that on the other side of our giant pile of Stuff is a cost… a terrible cost.  To understand that when we buy the damned thing that we ARE NOT separated from the child labor and insufferable work conditions required to make it… we ARE NOT separated from the rape as a tool of war and environmental devastation that secures the resources that go into it… we ARE NOT separated from the actions of repressive regimes where the oil is extracted efficiently and the mass tragic birth defects and abject poverty where it isn’t.  The purchases we make that perpetuate this horror system… are the same as if we were standing right there doing them ourselves!

If we aren’t going to give up our tech baubles (I’m not), can we at least TRY to balance out the horror karma of our consumption by taking some responsibility… to quit treating Climate Change like elevator music and get serious about getting off of fossil fuels as if our lives depended on it… to create employment and local economy by recycle/reuse industry in our communities… and if we just HAVE to buy something… to go ahead and pay a little more for something made HERE… in the United States and to particularly reward companies with clean, transparent production processes!

It won’t be easy, and as a matter of fact a good rule of thumb is that if you don’t mind doing it (i.e. reusable handle shopping bags, curbside recycling and trips to the thrift store)… it probably isn’t making a damned bit of difference.  To do what is necessary is going to be damned inconvenient and difficult, but if you are a parent and just can’t get worked up about the child slave labor, rape of kids and tragic birth defects caused by our consumption… look at your own kids… disconnecting more and more into an online tech world where they are being dosed like lab rats to keep consuming and not look up from the screen.

What kind of world are they going to get if we don’t get off our asses and get very goddamned busy!!!

“How can we be ethical?  How can we be kind and compassionate when we don’t even see our impact?  It as if our arms have grown so long (globalization)… that we don’t even see what our hands are doing.”  Helena Nordberg~Hodge

The Damned Human Race

In Uncategorized on January 18, 2011 at 7:13 pm

“Man is the only animal that deals in that atrocity of atrocities, War. He is the only one that gathers his brethren about him and goes forth in cold blood and calm pulse to exterminate his kind. … And in the intervals between campaigns he washes the blood off his hands and works for ‘the universal brotherhood of man’ — with his mouth.”

Mark Twain, The Damned Human Race

The Catastrophe in the Gulf

In Uncategorized on December 27, 2010 at 7:36 pm

The first thing that struck me were the reports released by “officials” just days after the event (maybe hours… I don’t remember)… that it wasn’t that bad… the release of oil was minimal. This was a perfect example of just taking a second to stop… and think about things in a real common sense way! As the Bush administration kept beating the drum to invade Iraq… every one of their claims was refuted if you took the time to look for it. Everything they put forth as “evidence” was either disproved or questionable… everything. When Colin Powell gave his presentation to the U.N., I fully expected the headlines the next day to point out the obvious weaknesses in the administration’s case (and papers in every other nation did). I remembered seeing footage of from the Cuban Missile Crisis where JFK pointed directly to satellite images of actual launch sites under construction and tubes used to transport missiles. Powell’s little show of tiny vials that “could” and odd-ball trailers that “might”… fell FAR short of that standard and I was STUNNED the next day when the U.S. headlines trumpeted an air~tight case beyond a shadow of a doubt. This stuff isn’t hard to figure out… you just have to do a little work beyond popping bits news in your mouth like Chicken McNuggets.

So when these initial reports indicated that the spill wasn’t so bad, years of questioning assumptions lead me to observe that… one of the largest oil platforms in the world… had just exploded… AND SANK… into the Gulf of Mexico!!! It seemed pretty unlikely that this was going to turn out as optimistically as we were being lead to believe, and indeed that initial underestimation and the continued mishandling of oil-flow data became as big a story as the devastation of the catastrophe itself. I have to call it a catastrophe… I can’t bring myself to call it a “spill”. A “spill” is by definition an accident and on several levels… this was anything but an accident. British Petroleum’s and Halliburton’s irresponsibility lead directly to this cataclysmic event, but so did our nation’s rapacious thirst for oil! It’s easy to blame BP or Halliburton… and they both did plenty that was wrong, but the truth is… that oil production is a dirty, dangerous business that is doing nothing but giving us… ME… what I want… the convenience and comfort of an average, ordinary, middle-class American life! Peel back the onion of oil in our society… it is in EVERYTHING that has to be moved. Unless you live in a mud hut out in the middle of no where and don’t buy anything… the oil is yours… and so is the “spill”!

So I decided to make a small change and it wasn’t even the devastation of the spill that made me decide to do it. As bad as the oil oozing all over the Gulf was… anybody who had been paying attention to the oil industry knew that while a quantity of oil this large being introduced into the environment was pretty dramatic… this same amount of oil was pretty much being dumped in aggregate by the industry every, single day in quantities and places that just couldn’t capture our attention. As the lies and the oil about this particular event kept spreading, I was sickened by the devastation to wildlife, ocean and shore; government and industry’s response; and our own reaction of just not paying attention to this stuff until it’s on OUR shore… but none of that was what spurred me to act! It was the advertising. I was in junior high when the first OPEC oil shock happened in 1973 and I remember all the headlines talking about “solar-this” and “wind-that”… and what had we done in the intervening 40 years?… just kept consuming like there was no tomorrow… built SUVs… invaded Iraq. Where were the wind turbines? Where was all the solar power?

This time around… when I started seeing all the commercials… by all the companies who hadn’t done a goddamned thing when we had the opportunity 40 years ago to embark upon a “put the man on the moon” effort to get off of fossil fuels… talking about “wind… solar… green…”, I got pissed off! My friends challenge still rang in my ears… “What are YOU doing about it?”… I couldn’t take it anymore! It was a small thing and I put myself down for it’s softness when I first started doing it, but it was something… I vowed to not take my car for anything within a 5 mile radius of my house! I put my laundry in a big backpack… and rode my mountain bike down to the laundromat. I walked a couple of miles to the little movie theater down town. Groceries?… walked with reusable handle bags… or in the backpack on the bike. It felt good to get out and exercise. Things catch your interest on foot or on a bike… that you normally drive right by. I found myself stopping in little local shops and trying restaurants in town I’d never considered. I listened to podcasts and my whole quality of life started to improve. It pried me away from all the difficult political, economic and world events that I was addicted to online!

And even though it felt like a very small sacrifice to make… almost a joke… at some point I thought to myself… “What if everyone else did it?” What would the world… our sense of community… our waistlines… our pocket books… what would everything look like if everyone… rode or walked within a five mile radius of their house?

I’m not sure exactly where this is going to go…

In Uncategorized on December 27, 2010 at 12:21 am

…BUT… the world sure seems pretty strange today, doesn’t it?

I had been feeling pretty hopeless about things in America for quite a while.  It seemed like our response to 9/11… getting bogged down in a decade long debacle that wasted lives and resources was a disaster.  There was a lot of debate about that, but then the financial meltdown came along in 2007 and after a while… I’ll bet just about anybody had to wonder if there weren’t better things we could have done in America with the $$Trillion we spent invading and occupying Afghanistan and Iraq.

The debate over the Health Care bill and the Wall St. bailout really laid bare the degree to which powerful industries leveraged influence and access in Washington DC to drive the debate and get the results that were best for their bottom line… regardless of what was best for the country as a whole.  All these machinations used to be done behind the scenes, but now were done right out in the open.  Wall St. gets bailed out… the economy doesn’t recover… unemployment becomes systemic… and a year later… bonuses in the financial sector… set records!

All of the things we’ve ignored for decades about the shrinking middle class… about jobs being shipped over-seas… were brought into sharper focus by the meltdown.  Before there were always enough scraps falling down off the table above where the big guys were dividing the really important parts of the pie… to keep us from asking too many questions or complaining too loudly.  As long as we could afford our latte, drive our SUV and buy the latest Chinese-made thing from the big-box store… there wasn’t too much to complain about.

Something is out of whack.  Something is broken.  I was watching all this happen… and deeply despairing.  Nobody seemed to care.  We had become a giant global empire, and for the last decade or so… I could see no future but the one that befell every empire that had come before… none of them were around any more.  I complained about the state of affairs and assigned the blame and annoyed my friends.  Little by little… even though I couldn’t imagine what it could be… I realized that I had to start looking around for a solution.  Wallowing around in the problem was killing me.

It started out with small things… I read “Three Cups of Tea“, and it was the first thing I’d ever encountered that gave me any hope of a difference being made in the Middle East / South Asia.  I dreamt of a less military, more humanitarian foreign policy and vowed to get involved. I contacted them volunteering to fundraise in my county… and haven’t done anything since.  The Coffee Party came about and was the only sane alternative to the dysfunction our political system had devolved into for decades and Ivowed to get involved… went to one meeting… and haven’t done anything since.

I don’t feel like a typical American in the sense that I am seeing the problems we face pretty clearly and though many friends call it “complaining”… I don’t see it as a small thing to try to raise awareness about the diminishment of our representation in our national government and our ability to participate on a level playing field in our economy! But one fed up friend got tired of me pointing out how little everyone else cared and challenged me to put up… or shut up! “What are YOU doing about it?”, she asked… and the honest answer was…not as much as I’d like.

Then came the catastrophe in the Gulf of Mexico.