Like any evil genius, I do so love hearing my voice on the airwaves, as happened this morning, thanks to the vision and wisdom of local public broadcaster, Jill Emberson. While I don’t expect more than a handful of Jill’s listeners will go to her blog, and follow the links here, I do want to make those of you who have made that journey, feel very welcome. This is not a local blog, for local people, about local issues, but a site of interest to a handful of visionaries scattered all over the globe. So go away.
Oh, you know I don’t mean that 😉
And to prove it, just for today, I am blogging about local issues. Furthermore, if any local reader can surprise me with a non-idiotic comment below, he will be treated to coffee and cake and a brief write up, here on Behooving Moving, the world’s only forum exploring the nexus between architecture and bikes. Ladies, your comment should be in response to this brilliant proposal:
I propose we build schools, shopping centers, commercial space and high density affordable housing, dotted around Islington Park. A similar broad mix of functions will fill the remaining land parcels at Honeysuckle. Next we should build a bicycle overpass at the Northern end of Hannell Street Wickham. None of the new buildings will have any car parking at all. Actually, they will be impossible to even find from the road. They are for cyclists, not drivers. Meanwhile, the bike path from Queens Wharf to the new development at Islington Park, will have an awning built over it, to protect cyclists from the sun and the rain. No more will weather protection be a privilege for petrol burners. What I am sketching out here for you, shall be the beginning of a separatist zone, where people can pursue a life of bicycle dependence, not car dependence, hidden from the green eyed gaze of those victims who drive.
It will prove such a success, that planners will start looking for bicycling tendrils that can be extended from the former docklands area, out into the suburbs. These are like wax lines on paper, left by the rail and water links to the harbour, that road engineers have been trying to erase for the past 60 years. Thankfully, that generation of traffic engineers are reaching the age when they start having their coronary ops, and all step aside. The new generation will be focused on cycling, and will use the banks of creeks and old skip lines to expand the separatist bicycling zone to new bike paths out along the sides of all our major rail lines, to The Junction via National Park… to quite a few places. I’ll share some more radical, former industrial routes, as this thing starts to snowball. That will happen when Chinese demand for dwindling oil reserves pushes petrol to $5 per liter, and nobody anywhere would dream of driving, when they could cycle. See you there! Where? In the future, my darlings.
Show yourself to be least block-headed in your attitudes, with a smart comment below, and you and I shall meet soon for coffee and cake. I’m loving your comments already.