Monday, April 22, 2019

Critics: Kansas City Bike Plan Is Fake News



With respect to Coco and her body of work, this local plan is all smoke, mirrors & plastic but not as appealing as our favorite hip-hope model.


Show-Me: Bike Lanes Won’t Create 12,600 Jobs, Either

A nice graphic from local number crunchers . . .



Money line from a study that remains unseen . . .

The summary of findings upon which the Bike KC Master Plan claims are based states on page 6: “This increase in economic activity leads to 12,600 additional jobs (measured in job years) over the period.” The period is 30 years, 2020 through 2050. So dividing 12,600 “job years” by 30 years gets 420 actual jobs.

One can still be skeptical of that much smaller claim, but it is not the claim made by the Bike KC Master Plan, which prominently and repeatedly states 12,600 “new jobs.” This number is at best misleading.

You decide . . .

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Is Ice T still tapping Coco? KCMO Bike Plan is as fake as CoCo's breasts are.

Anonymous said...

Bicyclist get more attention than indigenous lesbian democratic politicians.

Anonymous said...

Figures Lie, Liars figure. That in a nutshell is BIKE KC.

Anonymous said...

TotL bull ..... the bike nazis cannot be trusted,

Anonymous said...

Alas, we will likely see an uptick in ER customers due to increased bicycling. 12k?

Anonymous said...

LOL

Progs are the new modern era smilin' and lyin' crooks and liars. Stab you in the back while grinning and shaking your hand at the same time.

Anonymous said...


Will you get those damn bike lanes off of Armour! Those bikers don't follow the traffic laws anyway. They think they rule the road. The Son Of A Bitches!

Anonymous said...

LOL Rantin' n ragin' fat ass KC motorists posting here, resentful of cyclists bc we look good in our jeans and they look like 10 lbs of shit in a 5 lb. bag.

But seriously, don't confuse the cyclists you see in the streets with bike activists. And most seriously please don't operate a motor vehicle with a chip on your shoulder.

Thanks,
Radish