Bike Lanes = Death Traps

So I had a little incident today. Thanks to some dumb fuck (excuse my language but I could have been seriously hurt or even killed, luckily I just came out with a scraped elbow, badly bruised hip and possibly fractured foot) who was double-parked in the middle of the bike lane on 6th and Market. I go for the pass and boom! He opens his car door and nails me, sending me flying over the car door and slamming into the asphalt at full speed. Mother fucker, excuse my language again but the bike lane is not a fucking parking lane.