By all measures we are, each of us, tiny and irrelevant.
Looking at the stars at night we are right to feel equals only to a molecule of space dust.
Compared to our sun we are totally insignificant.
Stood next to a glacier, river or flooded street, miniscule and highly vulnerable.
Stepping into a large gas-guzzler may make us feel temporarily superior, until we hit the same traffic as everyone else.
Climbing onto a bus, or train, just another anonymous, ferried passenger. Sitting on a bike, I feel somewhat bigger and more in control, yet still at risk of being ignored.
Amongst a group of cyclists, either out for sport, leisure or commuting, or even as a member of a cycling forum on the internet, more of a recognisable force for (modest) change.