John Brown
Allow me a statement of minor "outrage" pertaining to the above article (see also).
When my failing 70-year old limbs allow, I still go, while going through puberty, for a near-daily jog (my kind polite neighbors, with a smile, say "enjoy your walk" when we share words while bumping into each other in our neck of the imperial capital), as I'm on my way to is splendid Rock Creek Park [RCP] -- an homage, to be carefully preserved, to pristine (as much as it can be) nature in the heart of The City Upon Hill.
I (without pretending [or so I hope] that I (Walt-Whitman-like,going on the open road), make it a point [as a USA patriot?]) of picking up litter -- everything ranging from used condoms to you-name-it, on a little-known road in North-West, District of Columbia Tilden Street, a minor part of the imperial (but-oh-so provincial) capital, to Rock Creek Park, into which I venture with great pleasure nearly every day.
However, in recent months, that national treasure, our Rock Creek Park -- not just for bike riders, but for all of us -- has been invaded by/for [?] a new form of oddly acceptable (by whom?) trash/pollution: dockless bicycles.
These well-ok-pollution-free instruments of transportation God-knows-are all over the park, supposedly because (if I understand media reports properly) because they (the bikes) will picked up (when, exactly?) by the company that licenses [right word, dear lawyers?] them).
BTW, I can't throw bikes into my trash bag. Too big!
Allow my citizen-thoughts on this: Is it not time for serious, non-punitive regulation/legislation -- so as to assure that leave-me-wherever-I-want bikes don't exploit/mutilate, like trash/litter, our increasingly few, real mother-earth areas -- in order to still preserve/honor our non-cyberspace, common spaces in "real" life?
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