Prioritizing Pestering Pedestrians
I’m a fugitive from the law.
This morning, as I exited the Central Bus Station in Jerusalem, the light was red on Jaffa Street — as it almost always is. I checked that there were no cars or buses coming and crossed the first two lanes on my way to my bus stop on the other side of the street.
That’s when I saw them.
Two traffic policemen were standing on the other side of the street, ready to give me a ticket. I don’t know how I could have overlooked them, but I assume it was due to the fact that this was prior to my first cup of coffee of the day. Since then I’ve had three.
The whole situation annoyed me enormously. I’ve been given a ticket for crossing against a red light before, and I didn’t feel like that’s what I needed to spend money on this morning. So instead of continuing, I turned around and took a brisk walk up Jaffa, a traffic policeman in tow. I lost him somewhere around the corner of Sarei Israel, and got on the bus next to the IBA Headquarters instead.
In the end I arrived some fifteen minutes late to work, but at least I saved myself a hundred shekels. What’s the deal with tickets for crossing against a red light, anyway? Not even in Sweden — the Promised Land of regulations, prohibitions and anal retentiveness — would you be fined for such a thing. One would have thought that there are plenty of real problems for the Jerusalem police to deal with, instead of hunting pedestrians.
Entry filed under: Life.