There is a divided 2-way street with a stop light at an intersection
near our house. As I was driving home yesterday, I saw a man who was
stopped on a bike half way across at the median going against a green light.
(It wasn’t his turn to cross.) Of course, his little boy on a small bike follows
to the median. A screech and blair of a horn as the kid is narrowly missed by a car.
Then the dad says to the kid, “We’re gonna have a talk about that when we get
home.” Like it was the kid’s fault…even though the dad was leading
the kid around and crossing when it wasn’t time to cross.

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