Equality Streets

In TfL’s annual report, Boris Johnson and Peter Hendy trumpet efficiency savings of £5bn. Can we infer that over the years, they have been overspending by £5bn? In view of the high-cost traffic controls they cherish, from congestion charging to pedestrian countdown, the overspend is presumably higher. No doubt they do useful work, but they don’t stint on six-figure salaries: Hendy is on £348,000, and 217 managers are on £100,000+. (Nor do they stint on benefits, which include BUPA.) From the report: “We are ahead of the game in delivering one of the largest efficiency programmes anywhere in the UK public sector, with more than £5bn saved. Work on multiple schemes, for which no funding is available, has been stopped; senior salaries have been frozen for two consecutive years; and the Chief Officers and I have waived our performance awards. In addition, back-office costs are being cut by 25%, overall staff numbers by 8%, and spending on consultants and temporary workers. We have moved staff to cheaper offices [have you seen the magnificent Palestra building!], and have radically reduced marketing and communications costs.”

If, instead of rule by priority (a traffic engineering model), we lived by values of equality (a social model), then the parts of the current system that clash – above all safety and efficiency – would mesh. Like shuffling cards, we’d merge in turn. So, instead of an engineering system rigid with coercion and control, dictating behaviour and demanding obedience, we would have a relaxed social model based on camaraderie and empathy which matches our human nature. Priority puts us at odds with each other; equality puts us in the same boat, pulling together. Priority stems from railway engineering. Obviously rail needs segregating from road – trains need greater distances to pick up speed and stop. But given equal rights and responsibilities, vehicle and foot traffic can co-exist in harmony. When I pitched lights-off trials to Boris and the GLA two years ago, they produced this excuse for inaction: “The idea is too radical. It would be hard to win over public opinion.” Not if it’s explained and communicated properly! Now, as they consider removing 145 sets of lights, they persist in overlooking the underlying cause, and failing to communicate the wider context, hence opposition from vulnerable road-user groups. Done right, it might be possible not only to bring doubters on board, but to scrap many of the other 5,800 signals in London, leaving only 145-odd in (part-time) operation. Regulators protecting their empires always play the safety card. But because equality is absent, their accident statistics are relevant only in the context of their defective priority system.

On our way to Sunday lunch on 1 August, I was crossing Fore Street, Ilfracombe, by the acute-angled junction with the High Street. Suddenly, a Vauxhall Corsa appeared from around the blind corner, and stopped to let me go. My girlfriend had hesitated, but crossed with me. As the driver pulled away, he yelled out of the window, “KNOBHEAD!” adding two jabbing fingers. We were there first, and on foot, so what inspired such hostility? The rules of the road, that’s what. They grant drivers divine rights, and leave no room for empathy.

The current London taxi looks naff and is in dire need of a makeover but after all these years someone has finally got round to producing a fuel cell version. Story here. When we’re all driving green cars, will we still be subject to all the vexatious regulation currently in force?

We’re more tolerant and make better judgements if we’re in a frame of mind of relaxed alert rather than a state of stress. The Observer had a piece about Warwick Business School professor, Andrew Oswald, an expert on the relationship between economics and mental health. “Human happiness has positive causal effects on productivity … Positive emotions invigorate human beings; negative emotions have the opposite effect.” This is another psychological nail in the coffin for vexatious traffic regulation which defies commonsense, demands disproportionate attention, and makes us miserable.