John Birmingham, part 1 - 2007, 2010

Fact?
“Has is it ever occurred to you that maybe bicycle riders don’t belong in the city? It did to me the other morning as I crawled across the Story Bridge at about 12 klicks-per behind some stupidly smug, selfish git on one of those dumb-arse bikes you sort of lie back into like a recliner lounge… How much did I regret not getting that anti-personnel Metal Storm pod installed when I had the car serviced last time?”
- Blunt Instrument, 2007
“The writer and blogger John Birmingham says politically savvy cyclists are getting their own way more often than not.
BIRMINGHAM: I’ve got a lot of time for Clover… But she’s on a hiding for nothing with this mate. I don’t think she understands the intensely political nature of the cycle lobby and just how full on they can be. And I see that this, I see things like this pathway as pretty much an example of the political structure folding to their demands.
Look, there are two types of cyclists as far as I can tell, having tangled with the cycling lobby a couple of times. There are thousands and thousands of people in a city like Sydney who just you know they hop on their treadlies and they take themselves off to work. And you know good for them! Great! Love it, just love it! And then there is the cycle Nazi lobby and you just, you don’t want to cross them.”
- PM, 2010
… or Fiction?
“In one awful memory they were walking along the dusty road, and there came an old man on a bicycle. All of Kono’s children began shrieking and yelping as soon as they saw him. Captain Kono hated cyclists and had declared that the punishment for riding a bike in his presence was amputation of at least one leg. Two of the grown men who fought with Kono pulled the old man on the bike over to the side of the road.
He was shaking with fear but grinning and laughing nervously as if to encourage the idea that this was all some sort of practical joke. Kono appeared, towering over Yusuf. He, too, was grinning, but unlike the old man, his amusement was genuine. He explained to the boy that if he wished to prove himself to his comrades, he would have to chew through the man’s leg, right down to the bone. Like a tiger. Kono smiled. Imitate the actions of a tiger, boy.”
- After America, 2010