Friday, October 1, 2010

Mr. Armani meet Mr. Messenger or... class difference perceptions

So....
It has been a hellish water logged day for many.
The irony, of course, is that the planet is desperate for fresh water and the number of people who do not have access to clean drinking water numbers in the billions.
But whenever there is too much, or too little, it feels like a problem.
Mark these words: in five years water will be the resource managed and valued greater than oil today. You heard it here first.
But back to Mr. Armani.
Even on a torrential day like today in NYC, I rode my bicycle to work. No pontoons.
But here is the funny part.
I dress professionally every day. So, for me, that usually means slacks and a sports coat. Sometimes a suit. I happen to like Armani. The stuff fits me and looks good on my bicycle body.
When weather permits, I ride without a coat.
When it rains, I put my two piece Campmor rain suit over my professional garb. I always arrive dry. And I will go to business meetings all over town using my bicycle even when it rains.

But the looks I get upon arrival are telling:

"The mailroom is on the side of the building"
"We don't accept deliveries here"
"WHO are you seeing? That is a senior executive. Why are you here?"
etc.

Bicycle riders in the "wrong garb" get no respect.
It is a lens on the bifurcated society we live in.
Bicycles are a focal point for bias and a way people display bigotry.

So sad and telling on so many levels.

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