City Westlake Center. 5:30. Today.
Judging from the comments I got a couple of days ago when I reported that the King County Prosecutor’s Office decided not to press charges against Critical Mass cyclist Zack Treisman (which indicated to me that Treisman probably has a good case against the KC undercover detectives who messed him up), I’m not sure CM riders want to hear from me.
You see, in that widely-condemned post, I also groused that Treisman wasn’t pressing charges, and I went on a jag about race and how police brutality isn’t a pressing issue for whites, and so the value of bringing a case against the Sheriff’s Dept. may not have been forefront for Treisman.
I don’t know Treisman. He did not speak to the press. As the story was breaking, I spoke over the phone with Treisman’s girlfriend. During the follow-up coverage, I spoke with Treisman’s attorney. I did see Treisman down at the Sheriff’s dept. And I did randomly see him at a local bar watching the Tour de France. I even exchanged a friendly e-mail with Treisman earlier this week (before my post). But again, I don’t know him. So, singling him out to make my point about race was unfair. However, I stand by my thought that this issue isn’t important in the white community, and the resolution of this drama is evidence of that.
Anyway: The reason I’m dredging all this back up is because today is the first CM bike ride since the arrests last month. It’s at 5:30 at Westlake Center.
Cue Brian May on electric guitar. Freddie Mercury says: “Get on Your Bikes and Ride.”
Up until you made that wildy off the mark assumption about race, your coverage had been the most up to date and well thought piece on this issue.
Maybe you we're stoned, that I can forgive. But next time put the bong down and ask the source before you decide to wildly speculate.
And lastly, see you at 5:30 motherbitches!