In an orderly fashion
As part of their overblown mischievousness this year, the Band erected a rather stylish traffic control device in the Intersection of Death last week, creating a much-needed roundabout – one with a Santa hat and trousers – where I had my accident back in October. (To the Bostonians out there, it’s not a rotary: I can’t dial home on it.)
While I can’t claim credit for the ingenious structure, I must say that it’s about time! You don’t see a whole lot of these things in America, simply because traffic lights are a whole lot more efficient for cars. But for bikes, they’re perfect. Most of the time I can just cruise right by that Traffic Circle of Life and not worry about getting jackknifed by another overwhelmed biker. Seriously, it works: now you only have to look both ways before crossing, rather than three ways.
Nevertheless, I have seen quite a few bikers who simply don’t get it. They see the big rightwards arrow, straight out of an episode of Sesame Street… and promptly veer to the left. These might be the same people who got the turn signals wrong in their written driving test. At Stanford.
No offense to dyslexics. I’m pretty bad telling my right from my left at times, but if you’re going through the Intersection of Death, you’ve got to be alert.