4 April 2002
What the hell? 4:55pm, Dearborn and Madison. I was racing by in the right lane, northbound on Dearborn, going through the green light. Pedestrians are waiting on the northwest corner. As I go by the corner — looking over my shoulder to merge left, since a bus is stopped in front of me, and a van is pulling up behind and on the left — a few pedestrians lean towards me and start shouting something. I can’t quite understand what’s going on; besides, I’m already in a highly precarious position, within seconds of running into something and frightened of getting killed in rush hour traffic. This isn’t the first time it’s happened, either. Why would someone endanger someone’s life like that? What do they gain from it?