Lead Lamp post in the Conservatory room..

How the fuck is there a truck, a semi near the Oak Park Conservatory to hit a light pole and damage it? No, I am talking about the logistics behind this driver’s thought pattern in driving down those narrow ass streets in the first place. I barely can manage it with just a small ass car, the tons of parked cars, the idiots racing through these side streets and the ignorant bastards (young and old) on their iphones walking into traffic.

The damage happened on a Monday when the Conservatory was not opened, and the damage was supposedly still being assessed to the “desert room” which probably suffered due to the recent showers. However, I am just wondering why this truck was allowed to traverse on a side street with its size or weight not being restricted. Oak Park, IL is good at restricting things and I would think this would be one of them. But nope another lesson of common-sense falling on the deaf ears of Oak Park, IL.

Makes me wonder if the village could also expand the Conservatory southward to make sure that such accidents are as minimal as they say this one was. I would say protective barriers around the building but one, that would not help in a case like this, nor would it be fashionable for the residents of the area. But it still leaves you wondering how a “semi-truck” even got down these side streets, freaking nuts.

Here is the link discussing the damage to the Conservatory:

https://www.chicagotribune.com/suburbs/oak-park/ct-oak-conservatory-damaged-tl-0926-20190924-i3otlltul5eofa7jxm5qbo4ak4-story.html

Traffic on Oak Park’s bridges

As I stated before traffic is a huge problem here in Oak Park, IL now unfortunately someone has pay for it with their life. The bridges over the I-290 are nothing to play with. You really cannot even blame the driver in this case when reading what happened it is obvious that someone was just rushing to get home and did not see the car.

These bridges are often hard to navigate, and it is no surprise that this has happened now what to do to remedy this problem, is unknown. I have driven through Oak Park, at different times of the day and because it is so congested, many drivers go above the speed limit while many pedestrians believing that these drivers can see them take a chance walking in front of the aforementioned cars. I have done it in downtown Chicago, but I think because it IS Chicago that my awareness is heightened. Meanwhile in Oak Park, in this shitty little village my guard is let down because one believes the false sense of security that the village impermeates into our brains.

Even it reshapes the entire village there must be changes into the walkways, bridges, streets and sidewalks of Oak Park, IL to sensibly construct a village that can be safely travelled. So that accidents as this will not happen again.

This is the article discussing the accident of the Ridgeland bridge:

https://www.oakpark.com/News/Articles/6-11-2019/Oak-Park-man-dies-after-being-struck-by-vehicle/

 

The Bike riders in Oak Park, IL

Can’t stand the bike riders out here, just inconsiderate. Funny how there are bike lanes yet I had to drive behind two riders who were in the middle of the street for more than three blocks. Like in the middle riding through only two-way stop signs at a four-way intersection like they really owned the whole road and by breaking the rules of the road they were getting to their destination faster than anyone else. It was like they were trying to race me and everyone in a car, SUV or minivan.

The fun part was when they finally had to yield at an intersection or get hit. They got upset at this po dunk in an old ass pickup truck and the male bike rider said some shit to get the pickup driver to keep inching forward on them and start him to get out of the truck. Maybe his female companion saw deliverance and decided to talk her buddy from making a big mistake with tumbling with the pickup truck dude or maybe she didn’t want to explain how they were the ones not obeying the rules of the road to the cops.

Either way , hey begrudgingly started back to peddling as I passed them by on my way back from lunch (I was late, but I snuck in), I gave the car a little gas so it could startle them as I passed them up for once in eight blocks. I flashed them a smile and a middle finger for their troubles, like anyone on the road from soccer moms and their minivans to jerk bicycle riders. If you are rude expect for someone to be rude back.