Rage & Road Savagery in the Heart of the District

It took me 90 minutes to go 8 miles today. I’m going to repeat that, because it bears repeating. 8 miles. 90 minutes. That’s a little over five miles an hour, all the way home.

I left my garage at 12th and F tonight, turned slowly on to F St heading west toward 15th. Folks, it took me more than half an hour to cross 14th Street. That’s two flipping blocks. In half an hour. None of the intersections had their usual traffic control, allowing buses and cars to block the box for rotation after rotation of the lights. Does a little rain cause us to so grossly lose our human courtesies? Is your hurry really that much more fucking important than mine? We all want to go home. It’s been a rough goddamn week and I’m sure a lot of people are going home to water damage and all manner of frustration, but that’s no reason to turn the roads into Lord of the Flies with your giant SUVs and Tour Buses blocking the box in rush hour. That’s only going to make life worse.

I totally lost my zen on the way home tonight, and I think no amount of alcohol or food or philosophy is going to bring me back into balance until we get a nice sunny day instead of this nasty day-in/day-out rain, which appears to be straight out of Kim Stanley Robinson’s Forty Signs of Rain (DCMB posted a Q&A with Robinson back in November) which drops 20″ of rain on DC in a day or two, which seems to be what we’re approaching over the last week.

What happens to a city when it’s demoralized? Is that what we’re seeing? Is this the slow and painful grinding away of what’s left of our civility until we all slowly snap? I really don’t think I can take another day of rain. Apparently, neither can a lot of the city, as we’re losing trees left and right and even George’s house is showing some wear in the process. Is this how climate change starts? Rain after rain after rain?

I just know I’m cracking up.

1 Comment so far

  1. nicole (unregistered) on June 28th, 2006 @ 1:49 am

    Even though I am 2 miles from work, I always drive on Tuesday. I am fortunate enough to drive north on 12th, so did not have to directly deal with what I saw happening on the letters. It was insane!

    As I headed north on 12th from my garage between I and K, I actually had someone go out on a red to cross 12th on K in front of me because the lane he was in was not equal in length to the grid lock crossing lane on the left. He was not running the red since he had been stopped the whole time I was at the intersection. Yes, he actually waited until I nearly hit him to go through a red to even up the lanes adding to the gridlock. WTF is up with people??

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