Posted by
Steve on Wednesday, May 16, 2012 1:48:16 PM
Now, I don’t usually talk about myself in this blog. But, today an event happened that highlights an important point in my life and in every other person in Phoenix’s life. That point is how interdependent we are on the facilities that are available to us. When one part of the system goes down for any reason, the disaster that follows is as predictable as night follows day.
Today on the major highway through Phoenix, I-10, there was an accident near the 40th St. exit travelling westbound. The driver of one of the vehicles was killed. His vehicle rolled over. The police responded to the accident and shut down the westbound traffic. This occurred in the early morning and was still going on at 9 am.
All vehicles on I-10 were shuttled off I-10 and sent to the 202 to continue their trip into Phoenix. Those of us, who left after the freeway was shut down, tried alternate methods to get to work. I left at my normal time. It normally takes between 25-40 minutes to get to work, depending on traffic.
Today, everything had changed. Even on bad days I can travel at or near the speed limit on most of the roads I travel to get to work. Today, that was not the case. It was bumper to bumper traffic all the way from Chandler until I arrived at Baseline and I-10. From there on into work, the Phoenix Police Department was manning the lights and so traffic moved fairly well. But, from Chandler to I-10 and Baseline, things crawled along at a snail’s pace. A pedestrian would have travelled faster than I did from McClintock to I-10 on Baseline. It was so bad that at one stoplight I was the third car and sat there through a green light. On the second green light, I was the last car to make it through the intersection. I did that by running a yellow light.
It took me nearly 2.5 hours to get to work today. That is a new record. The previous record was one hour. I thought the one hour trip was terrible, but this one was far worse. If things were like this every day, I would either retire or find another job. I could not handle a commute this bad every day. I was going stir crazy sitting in my car moving up a half car length at a time.
But, it does show me and I hope the rest of you how dependent we are on each other and for things to work well. On a normal commute day, the freeway takes the bulk of the traffic and I can travel surface streets to get to work. This means my trip is about 30 minutes in length. When I come home in the evening, there is generally little traffic. I then take the freeway and get home between 20-25 minutes One little foul-up on the freeway and every other road into Phoenix becomes packed with vehicles trying to get to work. I am not calling a death a little foul-up, but it only impacted a small area. That small area of impact from the accident radiated out to include the entire East Valley. As a result, thousands of people were impacted by this accident.
Many years ago there was a movie about racing cars. In the movie, one of the characters was told that when there was an accident or other event that caused others to slow down, that he should speed up. That was how to win the race. Since that time, I have always been flabbergasted by rubber-Necker’s who slow down and try to see what happened. They just slow down traffic and cause problems for everyone. They usually cannot see much if anything and cause a lot of problems. This is exacerbated when the incident involves someone being killed. Then the rubber-necking is really bad.