I don’t know what the figure count must be, but they have to have some standard of measurement before you are notified. Whatever. I posted the title “Pedestrian Safety” on the local Nextdoor site and that post received 1400 hits or clicks . Which made sense. The topic is something that affects everyone who uses city streets, be they on foot or in a motor vehicle. A few comments were scolding. The most part were in agreement. The point of my post was twofold: the yellow bumpy metal pavement plates are useful for the blind. To those of us who are sighted, but use other handicapped assistance, they are hazardous. The second point was the disregard/impatience motorists (not all) have for handicapped people legally crossing in painted crosswalks. We, the handicapped, are slow moving. The two comments that made sense were to contact my local supervisor and/or the MTA. I can write to my supervisor. Contacting the SFMTA would have more power if there were a petition with a bunch of people signing it (back to statistics). I’m not sure how to organize that, but one of my neighbors is a political organizer and she can probably give me a few tips. It boils down to how strongly I feel about it.
I phoned the SF Public Library’s Books by Mail department to request four new books. They haven’t received the four I returned yet. And the books on my list were signed out. That didn’t surprise me, as the new books were all reviewed in either the NY Times Book Review or the New Yorker magazine. Naturally they would be in demand. I’m on the waiting list.
Eh bien, I finished reading “The Lost Bookshop”, a gift from sister Connie. It was quite good. Time travel and shape shifting characters. While I was reading it, it reminded me of magical realism, à la Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Final notes from the author, Evie Woods, said just that was her intent.
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