When I ride to school I go through one particularly busy
intersection. Most mornings there will be two men who control the traffic. One
stands at the control box for the traffic lights and one in the intersection
itself. The man in the intersection blows a whistle to indicate that the other
should push a button that will start the light change. It works fairly well and
no reason to find it strange.
But wait! The one with the whistle is waving his arms. He is
waving his arms to tell cars to “come”.
But didn't I just say they changed they lights? Why, yes, yes I did.
All I can think is that he somehow things people actually
care about his opinion after the lights have changed. When the lights are red we stop, partly because
they are red (this is Korea) and partly because there is someone in uniform.
When it is green we go. The fact that some nutter is waving his arms telling me
what the lights are already telling me, is just, well, strange.
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