Last December my friend J visited form southern California. While he was here, a couple idiots out joyriding in the early hours rounded the corner of the nearest intersection too wide, skidded out of control, and slammed into his car, side-swiping it and plowing into a car parked in front of J’s.
It woke me. I went and looked out the window downstairs, saw the kids trying to move their car, and called the police. Then I woke J; neither of us were too pleased. The police caught the knuckleheads several blocks away, still trying to push their car. At least that was gratifying; either they or their parents had insurance.
In addition to damaging two parked cars, the idiots also totaled a light pole. The city of Alameda has removed the damaged pole, but not replaced it. All these months later, J has found out that the insurance company has recompensed the city. Meanwhile, our section of the street is still dark,the city hasn’t replaced the street light. He’s still struggling to get the money for fixing his car, too. Why is it taking so long to take care of this stuff?
Meanwhile, the cops’ and firefighters’ unions are working hard to make sure they are all getting the big bucks. So they can retire early, with big, fat pensions. And probably go live like nobility in cities that fix broken streetlights right away.