"Don't get me wrong, I think bikes are terrific. I own several of my own, including a trendy mountain style, and ride them for pleasure and light exercise"
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The tell is in the throat-clearing: "Don't get me wrong" isn’t a friendly preface so much as a legal disclaimer. Brock Yates, a car-world editor with a relish for provocation, starts by inoculating himself against the most predictable rebuttal: that any criticism of bike culture must be anti-bike, anti-health, anti-joy. He performs consumer bona fides with almost comic specificity: not just bikes, but "several", and not just any, but a "trendy mountain style". That adjective is a quiet wink at status signaling - the way supposedly simple, virtuous choices still come wrapped in fashion and identity.
The real work happens in the final clause: "pleasure and light exercise". Yates is drawing a boundary around cycling as recreation, not religion; pastime, not policy. It’s a calibrated narrowing of acceptable cycling: bikes are fine when they stay in their lane, metaphorically and literally, as weekend leisure rather than a serious claim on streets, budgets, or cultural prestige. The sentence reads like a détente offer to cyclists that also reasserts the hierarchy of modern mobility: enjoy your hobby, just don’t ask the city to reorganize itself around it.
Contextually, this kind of line fits the late-20th-century tension between the romance of the automobile (Yates helped sell it) and the rising politics of urban cycling. He’s not merely stating a preference; he’s anticipating a culture war and trying to win it with a smile and a receipt.
The real work happens in the final clause: "pleasure and light exercise". Yates is drawing a boundary around cycling as recreation, not religion; pastime, not policy. It’s a calibrated narrowing of acceptable cycling: bikes are fine when they stay in their lane, metaphorically and literally, as weekend leisure rather than a serious claim on streets, budgets, or cultural prestige. The sentence reads like a détente offer to cyclists that also reasserts the hierarchy of modern mobility: enjoy your hobby, just don’t ask the city to reorganize itself around it.
Contextually, this kind of line fits the late-20th-century tension between the romance of the automobile (Yates helped sell it) and the rising politics of urban cycling. He’s not merely stating a preference; he’s anticipating a culture war and trying to win it with a smile and a receipt.
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