”Crosswalks are making us soft.”
No, I promise I haven’t gone fully old-man-yelling-at-cloud, equating crosswalks with smartphones, any concern about NFL players maiming themselves for our entertainment or whatever else is causing the ruination of our society. (And participation trophies, always participation trophies.)
My quarter-baked theory — told to my wife after someone ambled in front of our car barely aware of our presence as we went to the gym — is that because Massachusetts requires drivers to stop for pedestrians in crosswalks, people have become accustomed to people stopping no matter what, crosswalk or no.
Or people could just be clueless about their surroundings in general. That’s possible, too.