I'm five foot, eight inches tall. I weigh anywhere from 180 to 200 pounds, depending on how much exercise I've been getting lately. I'm no match for a 2000 lb Mercedes traveling at 30-70 mph.
Recently, some dumbshit financial manager in Colorado hit a cyclist with his Mercedes, and fled the scene. Subsequently, this asshat was identified, and charged. But, the presiding judge felt that charging him with a felony would negatively impact said asshat's earning potential.
I'm about average height, and weight. I grew up doing farm work, roofing houses, and wrestling. I bench about 2 and a 1/4, and I ride my bike to get everywhere, rain or shine, summer or winter. I'm no match for some dipshit financier's European sedan. But, I'll take my chances face to face with said dipshit financier if he has it in him to look me in the eye and try to take my life. Talkin' at you Martin Joel Erzinger.
Martin, you nearly killed a cyclist, a human being. Apparently, The State thinks your value to the financial system is more valuable than a human life. I disagree. I'm a cyclist.
Mr. Erzinger, you apparently think human life is less important than your car, that's your prerogative. If you want to drive up to Bozeman MT and try to kill me with your Mercedes, feel welcome. If you want to drive up to Bozeman MT in your Mercedes and try to kill me hand to hand, I will retract my opinion that you are a sniveling wretch, a worthless gamma that alphas dominate because there's nothing better to do.
Anyone that wants to sign a petition directed at the judge that decided this scabrous, shameful, cur shouldn't be charged with a felony for nearly killing a human being, should direct their browser here.
Mr. Erzinger, I don't hate you, and I don't wish you harm. But, if you attempt harm upon me, or my family, I will stop at nothing to bring you low.
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My God!
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