Truth is, there is stuff out there which is sometimes claimed to be the shiznit, but is evidently not. Fortunately we Brits are not alone in that, as these pathetic cycle paths, installed circa 1992, in Barcelona, show. If you tire of the challenges of outdated town planning and pathetic engineering, alternately one could ride a pedal powered monorail. This gives you the freedom to - er - follow a fixed route in a glass coffin. If I wanted the recumbent position, I could spend a few thousand Euros on one of these. That isn't actually a bicycle, because it has 3 wheels, but it's far more of a bicycle than one of these objects.
Alternately, there are those that aren't interested in exaggerating their worthiness and would rather we didn't know what they were up to. We already knew Fred Goodwin was a banker, so what the flying fuck is he doing with this super injunction preventing news reports from referring to him as such? Were we supposed to call him a crook instead or something? He is obviously an idiot because he thought he could defeat the Streisand Effect in regards to something that was in the public domain already. It would be like Uwe Boll seeking an injunction against us calling him a director because he didn't like the way his films got slated.