A a few weeks ago, I laced up my running shoes and went outside on a sunny May evening to log some miles in my hilly Bloomington neighborhood. Around mile three, I pulled up at a busy intersection without a crosswalk and saw cars waiting a few deep in multiple directions. Instead of darting out into traffic to maintain my training pace, I decided it was the perfect time to catch my breath.
After I wiped sweat from my eyes and stretched a bit, a friendly, gray-haired man in a red pickup waved at me to cross in front of him. I waved him off, though, mouthing the words "Go ahead" so I could rest another minute while traffic thinned out. He waved at me again, as if to say, "No, really, you can go now." Other drivers began to honk their horns.
What would you do here?
Would you continue exchanging hand gestures, escalating accordingly until someone finally gives in? Or would you just say "the hell with it" and get to crossing the street?
I stayed put. (I love running, but in the end I love resting even more.) And from the curb, I watched as a black sedan that had been obscured by the red pickup suddenly lurched into the intersection and, without braking, proceeded to roll right through it. Had I attempted to cross the street when prompted by the driver of the pickup, I might not have made it to the other side.
As that car and others moved past, I thought of a friend and co-worker who'd recently been riding his bicycle near Lake Nokomis in Minneapolis. He was hauling his 3-year-old son behind him in a bike trailer, and he entered a crosswalk only after he saw a driver stopped at the intersection wave him through.
It turns out that the driver wasn't waving, though; she was merely talking to her kids in the back seat, unaware of what her hands were doing or that a father and his son were inches from her car when she hit the gas to begin a right turn. She hit them with her minivan immediately. Fortunately, my friend suffered only bruises and a busted Burley. His kid, improbably, received not a scratch.
According to a recent Star Tribune article, a woman in St. Paul suffered "severe head injuries" after she was "waved" into an intersection by one motorist and then hit by another — one who couldn't possibly have seen her until it was too late. (The woman died five days later.) According to the paper, another 60-plus collisions have occurred between cars and pedestrians or bicyclists so far this year. School isn't even out yet, and that's just in St. Paul.