Meanwhile, when I am in my car driving around town, I try real hard to drive in a gentle and cooperative manner, obeying the law and making sure I am tolerant of all the other forms of transportation I could run over and kill with my car, such as pedestrians, bicyclists, people on those electric chairs, Segways, motorcycles, scooters, and, of course, giant packs of scooters going against traffic, all of them without helmets, and while I’m being a good motorist, the cops in this city should be busting anybody on a non-car form of transport for doing stuff that might get them killed. Stuff like not stopping at intersections—I mean, c’mon bikes, howabout at least thinking of slowing down at a four-way stop sign or a red light at an intersection when there are cars present? Just because you’re going downhill on a bike and you are getting some good speed doesn’t mean you can blow a red light during rush hour, even if you are in the bike lane. As much as I would like to just drive my car the way I want and rely on all of these forms of traffic to fend for themselves, I gotta put my ego aside and let them break the law, or else I might be cleaning somebody off the bumper of my Civic, you know? I mean, sure, it might be really satisfying to see some punk on a scooter bouncing off your hood, but it is not the right thing to do, seriously, you gotta resist that impulse. There are cameras everywhere.