Do pedestrians always have the right of way?
The other morning, on my normal cycling commute to the train station, a pedestrian yelled at me. I had been waiting at a red light. When it turned green, I started into an intersection heading north. On the other side of the intersection, as I was about halfway through, a pedestrian and his friend who had been walking west stepped into the street, directly in my path. Again, I had a green light. They had red. Noticing that their light was red, the friend looked up, said “oops,” and stopped. But the pedestrian blustered on, staring me down for good measure. By the time I got close to him, he was still only a few steps into the intersection, so I looked over my left shoulder to make sure there were no cars behind me, moved to my left a bit, and rode in front of him (in other words, directly in his path) since there was more space in front of him than there was between his ample butt and the curb. Naturally, he gave me a nasty look and gestured with his hands in a “what gives?” sort of wa
