This morning some pedestrian stared me down as he started crossing in front of me at a leisurely pace while I approached going 45 mph with a green light. Not a single fuck given.
Depends where you are in the world really. In the UK, that is very much a you problem, not the pedestrian’s. Not that people drive like it in some parts of the country, generally in rural areas.
Maybe a cop would consider it jaywalking, and it’s definitely a dick move, but I wasn’t taught that there were really exceptions.
They aren’t supposed to walk out and if they’re already in the road they’re supposed to get out asap, but that doesn’t make it ok to try and drive by like they aren’t in the road with some sort of confidence that it’s somehow their job to get out of your way.
At the end of the day they’re a sack of cloth, skin, meat, blood, and bones. You’re sitting in a carefully engineered multi-ton slab of plastic and metal more similar to an early tank than it is to a horse and buggy, and those already could trample people to death.
This morning some pedestrian stared me down as he started crossing in front of me at a leisurely pace while I approached going 45 mph with a green light. Not a single fuck given.
Depends where you are in the world really. In the UK, that is very much a you problem, not the pedestrian’s. Not that people drive like it in some parts of the country, generally in rural areas.
My understanding is that this is also the case (legally) in most of the US. Pedestrians have right of way.
People sure don’t drive like it though. Too many motherfuckers doing 50 down the fire lane in front of some local shops.
Even when the pedestrian has an active do-not-cross signal?
Maybe a cop would consider it jaywalking, and it’s definitely a dick move, but I wasn’t taught that there were really exceptions.
They aren’t supposed to walk out and if they’re already in the road they’re supposed to get out asap, but that doesn’t make it ok to try and drive by like they aren’t in the road with some sort of confidence that it’s somehow their job to get out of your way.
At the end of the day they’re a sack of cloth, skin, meat, blood, and bones. You’re sitting in a carefully engineered multi-ton slab of plastic and metal more similar to an early tank than it is to a horse and buggy, and those already could trample people to death.