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“Breakfast is a personal ritual that can only be properly observed alone, and in a spirit of genuine excess … four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, Rangoon crêpes, a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned-beef hash with diced chilies, a Spanish omelette or eggs Benedict, a quart of milk, a chopped lemon for random seasoning, and something like a slice of key lime pie, two margaritas and six lines of the best cocaine for dessert.” —The breakfast habits of Hunter S. Thompson, born on this day in 1937. (via)





It’s Senate Bill 6301, proposes to license bicycle “operators”.

First of all I want to stress, this is not a satirical piece from The Onion. This is an actual bill, sponsored by a Washington State Senator.

The bill proposes a yearly $20 bicycle operator fee for anyone 18 years or older who operates their bicycle on public street, road, highway, trail, sidewalk or other recreational facility. The operator must display their unique bicycle operator number. This number must be visible at all times, be at least 6” high and be made of reflective material so it is visible both during the day and at night.

Not following the particular rules in this bill is a traffic infraction punishable by:

1) $20 for the first offense;

2) $30 for the second offense;

3) $40 for the third offense;

4) The penalty for subsequent offenses shall be equal to the penalty prescribed for other traffic infractions as provided in the penalty schedule adopted pursuant to RCW 46.63.110.



This reminds me of that California bill proposal to tax the number of miles driven by all car operators because they had set a gas tax to encourage people to buy electric cars, and it worked so they had less tax money coming in.

I read the headline and immediately knew this had to do with Washington. They’ve been talking about doing this for awhile. There’s so many people in the state that use the roads for bikes. There’s bike lanes everywhere.

I don’t need license to tell everyone involved in this to kiss my rebel balls… well, not yet.

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