Tolerance, good temper and sympathy — they are what matter really, and if the human race is not to collapse they must come to the front before long.
- E. M. Forster
Maybe a painted cervine crossing zone with crosswalk lights.Make it a misdemeanor for deer to cross against the light.
Maroon, one each, idiotic in color.
Or a master Troll.
It's probably true.Once upon a time, when I wore a blue suit and rode a two wheeled transport for my daily bread, our resident geese would walk across a busy street from one pond to another. It happened twice a day every day. If I happened to be in the area, and the geese were escorting their goslings, I'd stop and monitor traffic to make sure they got across safely. I had a little old lady stop me one time and advise me that it would probably be safer for the geese if we moved where they crossed to another street. One not quite so busy. She patted me on the arm and acted like I was one of her slightly slow grandchildren.I thanked her politely and told her I'd take it up with the Chief.
Is it even necessary to point out that pretty much the _only_ meaningfully distinguishing feature of Crown Point is its status as the county seat, and thus the hugely disproportionate share of its residents whose employer is some local government bureaucracy or other?I'm betting that the letter-writer is one of them. I'm also betting that nobody is going to want to bet against me. :)
He should go to England. Just wait until he sees all the zebra crossings!wv: fight - No, really. That's what it says. Now, if it were just relevant to this particular post...
I dunno... I think he's angling for a federal grant to study WHY the deer cross where they do, and to set up a lab to experiment on various ways to try to convince them to cross elsewhere.Deer probably won't listen to him: they're too fascinated with headlights ("Can't.... stop... staring... GAAAA!!!")
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