2026-09-09 00:21 UTC
@masukomi@connectified.com @bmacDonald94@hostux.social This used to terrify me when we lived in Virginia Beach. We were offshore a few miles, but there are some enormous 10 lane non-highway streets with sidewalks, and people who were hard to see (super tan, non-white, dark complexion, or well-covered people) wearing all black would just cross the street wherever.
There were times when I would avoid the “faster routes” because I was genuinely concerned I might hit someone. Working eyes and headlights. No bueno.
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@josh@hactivedirectory.com 2026-09-09 00:24
@masukomi@connectified.com @bmacDonald94@hostux.social I dunno why that memory hit so hard just now. I’m really thankful I never hit anyone. Now that I think about it, I was probably influenced pretty young to always use the crosswalks particularly the longer you might have to wait. At Pitt there’s a main road (fifth avenue) which always had a dead student every year. Crossing mid-street or not looking at the bus lane (runs counter traffic). Well lit too. Anyhoo,