Discrimination at the Intersection
The traffic light wasn’t working on the corner of Broadway and 72d Street, so Jill stood with a large crowd of people waiting to cross, while a cop directed traffic.
Finally, the cop blew his whistle, motioned to the crowd, and shouted, “Okay, pedestrians!” The swelling throng surged across Broadway–all except Jill, who stayed on the corner.
When the walkers were safely on the other side of the street, the cop moved the cross-traffic through the intersection. Half a minute later, he stopped the cars on Broadway and sent the 72d-Street traffic into motion.
Again, he got around to Jill’s corner, where by this time, she had again been joined by a crowd of people.
“Tweeeeeeet! Okay, pedestrians!”
The crowd crossed the street, but again Jill stayed put. She looked her watch and tapped her foot as if she was in a hurry to get somewhere, but never budged from the sidewalk.
The cop ran the traffic through seven more cycles, each time blowing his whistle and then yelling, “Okay, pedestrians!” Jill still never moved.
Finally, after the cop yelled, “Okay, pedestrians!” for the eighth time, Jill shouted across traffic, “YO! OFFICER! ISN’T IT ABOUT TIME YOU LET THE CATHOLICS CROSS?”
Tags: large crowd, street traffic, eighth time, half a minute, pedestrians
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