Last friday, I joinded the Critical Mass Graz. It was by far not as critical as I expected, but I was told there were normally more cycling enthusiasts joining the monthly ride. There was a demonstration scheduled for the same time, and the not soo nice weather probably did the rest.
Peoples reactions are mostly big smiles, but also (especially car drivers) occasionally call you a stupid jerk.

If you have never heard of Critical Mass, you may want to read the wikipedia article:

Critical Mass is a bicycling event typically held on the last Friday of every month in over 300 cities around the world. While the ride was originally founded with the idea of drawing attention to how unfriendly the city was to bicyclists, the leaderless structure of Critical Mass makes it impossible to assign it any one specific goal. In fact, the purpose of Critical Mass is not formalized beyond the direct action of meeting at a set location and time and traveling as a group through city or town streets.

The next Critical Mass in Graz will be on the last Friday of October, wich is the 31st!

The bear enslaved by Coca Cola (see below) was only the beginning. Serfdom is now reinstated in Graz by temporary employment agency Powerserv in Annenstraße. “Tell me why I had to be a powerslave…” (Iron Maiden)

Seems to be fitting our category “Urban Survival”.
At least if you consider the music score this guy chose for his semi-interesting On-vacation-in-Graz video…

Yes, in Graz nobody can hear you scream.

Graz police goes dancefloor techno.

(I added this to our category “urban survival”… and I think that’s fitting.)

Graz is under attack!

Great piece by Simon Brugner.

A wonderful “Alien Attack” by zen_SuR…

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Last Days of the Murinsel…

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the laminator uploaded a new “Graz Apocalypse” to Flickr.

The future of Kunsthaus!

Let’s assume that today something terrible happens to the human race. Giant bombs. Giant floods. Giant snails. Whatever. I wonder what would be left of Graz in — let’s see — 500 or 1000 years? The ancient tower of “Clock”? The dark ruins of the FH Joanneum? Barbarian hordes questing for glory in the UPC Arena?
Please be creative and let the city rot (photoshop) ((photorot)) away!

I started a Flickr Group called Graz Apocalypses.

Take part! I’d love to present the best pictures here in the Graz Metroblog!

Yeah! A sweatshop for long-chained chemical compounds! But yummie! And all Styrian!

Location: Efendi Pizza.