> The ingrained sense of “fuck bikers” that most people feel in the US.
As a child, I would regularly take 10-20 mile bike rides for fun. That continued up until I went off to college.
When I started driving a car, bikers didn't bother me, because we lived out in the countryside and they're easy to drive by, and even in nearby larger cities bikers were pretty rare, and sensible.
Then I moved to a large metro city. I'm tempted to say that's where my disdain of bikers began, but that's not right. It's not disdain at all, it's fear.
Compared to the car drivers around me, bikers are wildly unpredictable. Car drivers aren't totally predictable, that's how bad bikers are around here.
Riding through red lights "because it's too much work" to stop and start up again. Switching between riding on sidewalks and roads with no warning. Cutting across lanes and oncoming traffic with little to no warning. Swinging in and out of bike lanes with no warning. Riding between lanes of cars waiting at a traffic light.
Rules of the road exist for a reason, and bikers who stick to them are fine by me. I definitely don't believe anyone deserves to get hit, but it's hard to have the same amount of empathy for a group that collectively flouts the very things that are meant to keep them from getting hit.