Musing on a construction delay
There was a time when I worried about America turning into a police state. But
not so much, anymore. Nowadays it's construction workers I worry about.
When I was a kid, police directed traffic. We even had a name for them. We called
them traffic cops. We knew they were the law and, like it or not, they had the
authority, we didn't, and it was a good idea to mind.
But not
anymore.
Nowadays, there you are, tootling down some street you've tootled
down dozens of times before, on your way to some important appointment you have
calculated exactly how long it takes to get to, and a blonde with a pony tail, a
yellow hardhat, and an international-orange safety vest steps in front of your
car with a stop-sign-on-a-stick. What I want to know is, do I have to be polite
to her?
And if I weren't? Would it be a life-altering mistake, like being
rude to an airport employee?
And, what about the foremen? I've always been
under the impression that flaggers are the lowest-paid, least-skilled workers on
a project. What if I were rude to a construction worker and she called over the
foreman and I was rude to him? What then?
Would they drag me from the car
and tie me up with dry-wall tape?
If I resisted, would they club me into
submission with their two-liter steel thermos bottles? Would they just plant a
nail gun on my lifeless body to show they had only been protecting themselves
when they stapled me to death?
What if I wasn't rude, what if I just
ignored her?
Would she jump into her 4X4 and give chase?
If she
couldn't catch me, would she radio ahead to other construction workers to make
the intercept? ("You can dodge and you can flee, but you can't outrun my old
CB.")
What if I didn't stop for them, either? Would I become an interstate
fugitive from construction projects?
Would my picture show up in job
shacks all over the country, making life a living hell until a special team of
Federal Job-Site Enforcement Authorities finally hunted me down?
What if
I didn't just run by her, but ran over her?
Would that be one of the 60
or so federal crimes that carry the death penalty, like killing an on-duty
cop?
What if I wanted to direct traffic? Could I just buy a hardhat, and
an orange vest, and stand in the road and make cars go where I want?
Or do
I have to take some kind of class, first? Do I have to attend the Construction
Academy and formally take an oath to "Swerve and Deflect" before society will
entrust me with a stop-sign-on-a-stick?
What if I haven't been sworn in
and decide to direct traffic, anyway? What is the penalty in this state for
impersonating a construction worker?
Or does the real power lie with the
paving contractor? Does he have to deputize me before I can stand in the street
and tell people where to go?
There's probably more to this than I've
thought about, but I have to break it off. The blonde in the pony tail and the
yellow hardhat just turned her sign to SLOW and the cars ahead of me are starting
to ease forward. William E. Merritt
| David Boaz is
the author of "Libertarianism: A Primer." |
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Mao tse-Thatcher vs. Deng Xiao-Blair
A recent article in the often interesting "Arts and Ideas"
section of The New York Times reports on the intellectual debates in China.
Reporter Joseph Kahn says that the dominant faction is "what the Chinese call
neoliberal. Its proponents argue that China should complete its economic and
social evolution that began under Mr. Deng [Xiaoping] by selling off state
companies, shrinking the government, strictly enforcing property rights, and
letting the market work its magic. The neoliberals in some ways tend to echo
Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher." The other faction calls itself the New
Left. (One wonders just how different are the Chinese words for "neoliberal" and
"new left.") "Many in this school want the government to reduce inequality,
provide a social safety net and intervene more in the market to tame the economic
cycle." Libertarians would take issue with both sides, especially since Kahn says
that some neoliberals like the Pinochet model an undemocratic government
that can take bold actions to deregulate the economy without worrying too much
about popular opposition. But look at it this way: in Red China, as we
used to call it, 26 years after the death of Mao Zedong, the political debate
sounds like a debate between Margaret Thatcher and Tony Blair. What an astounding
development! One billion people are moving into the global economy and slowly
being liberated from the backbreaking labor that has been their lot since time
immemorial. Perhaps an even more intriguing indicator is a report that
comes to me from a devotee of a Houston Rockets bulletin board. The hapless
Rockets used their no. 1 draft pick to draft 7-foot-5 Yao Ming from China. The
Chinese government said that Yao could play in the NBA but would owe half his
immense salary to the Chinese state. And young Chinese basketball fans are coming
to the bulletin board and complaining that such a demand is outrageous. My
correspondent, a journalist with a liberal periodical who must remain anonymous,
says, "I wonder where these well-indoctrinated kids of communism got the false
consciousness that having to surrender 50% of your income is wrong?" Now,
intellectuals and basketball fans with access to the Internet probably don't make
up one percent of China's citizens. But these reports should give us some reason
for hope as we confront the dismal state of American politics in the
Bush-Clinton-Bush era. David Boaz
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