I am driving
down Galen Street, and have come to a stop at the traffic light on Main Street.
I am in the outside left turn lane. The inside left turn lane is the one
closest to the delta.
I am sixth in
line to take the turn onto Main Street, once the traffic arrow turns green.
I never want
to be sixth or even fifth. I want to be first, second, third, fourth, or seventh,
or eighth.
Because I am
sixth, I will have an important decision to make in the next two minutes and
only a few seconds to make that decision.
If each of
the five drivers in front of me proceeds through the intersection onto Main
Street at a normal speed, and I decide to follow them, I will be driving
through a yellow traffic arrow that will turn red before I land on Main Street,
which I would prefer not to do.
On several
occasions, a sudden jam-up of cars and/or pedestrians crossing Main or Spring
Street has left me stalled and blocking traffic coming into the Square from Mt.
Auburn Street.
So as the
driver of car number six, facing a yellow traffic arrow, and having a strong
preference for stopping at the intersection, there is only one question on my
mind:
What is the
intention of the man or woman behind the wheel of car number seven? How
determined is that driver to make it through that light? I check my rearview
mirror and assess the odds of getting rear-ended if I don’t go through the
light.
Should I
stop at the yellow traffic arrow or should I go for it to avoid a collision? For
me, it’s a fifty-fifty proposition.
When I’m
further back in line, in the seventh or eighth position, I have the luxury of
not having to make that decision and the additional advantage of being able to
count the number of vehicles that take the left turn onto Main Street when the traffic
arrow is a solid red.
I confess
that I have become a compulsive counter of red-light runners.
During peak
hours, which is most of any weekday, that number is rarely fewer than four and
sometimes as high as eight. The number of red-light runners in the past few
years seems to be higher than ever and it’s by no means confined to Watertown
Square, but the Square has become my laboratory.
I would love
to know the daily number of red-light runners in Watertown Square and city-wide,
especially during peak driving hours. It could easily be 100. Could it be
closer to 500?
And, why do
they do it?
Should we
just chalk it up to frustration with the increasing time it takes to drive from
one place to another? Should we give in to those who preach to us drivers that
we should all be riding bicycles and therefore deserve the cowboy drivers we are
forced to deal with on our streets, especially at intersections?
I don’t
think so.
I don’t
think we have to accept the unacceptable even when the unacceptable is allowed
to become the new normal.
The reason that
drivers, frustrated or otherwise, ignore red lights is simple. It’s the extremely
low probability of getting pulled over and ticketed. The only times I’ve seen
absolute compliance with the traffic lights in Watertown Square were the few times
a police patrol car was parked on the sidewalk in front of the medical building
that sits between Mt. Auburn and Arsenal Streets.
But, currently, there are not enough cops to park one of them in Watertown Square for hours at a time. That condition can and should change.
Here’s my
no-brainer of the day: There is no better prevention of unlawful behavior than
the conspicuous presence of a cop.
Law and
order are basic to a civilized society. How civilized we want to be is largely
up to us. Running red lights, cutting in front of the driver in the next lane
without ample warning, making illegal U-turns, and passing cars on streets where
there is no passing lane (Church, Orchard, Pleasant, to name a few) have become
bad habits for too many drivers.
As we all
know, bad habits can be tough to break without an adequate incentive. In this
case, police presence is exactly what the doctor would order. The visibility of
the blue uniform sends a preventive message that is universally understood.
Yes, the
gang, from a few years ago, that warned us that all police are inherently
racist and that the presence of blue uniforms is traumatizing to racial
minorities, and that Watertown cops have historically preyed on non-white
drivers is still around. Thankfully, they are a lot quieter now that they have their
Human Rights Commission to protect the many invisible victims who live among us.
For those
who advocate for twenty-four cameras on every street corner, I would argue that
spying on everyone is not a satisfactory solution in a free society. Spy
cameras may be cost-effective, but they take from us a basic freedom and they
send a lousy message.
Speaking of lousy
messages, what message does it send that certain individuals routinely steal
merchandise at Target, Best Buy, Home Depot, and several retail stores at
Arsenal Yards?
Check out the
police reports over the past few years and you will see that they have one
thing in common. They are dominated by incidents of shoplifting. A fraction of
those incidents mention the arrest of the perpetrator. And it’s little comfort
when they do because we know that they will soon be back in business.
From the
police reports, we know that some brazen thieves have repeatedly stolen
hundreds of dollars of merchandise from the same store. It’s like having their very
own ATM.
So, who are
the victims? The easy answer would be that it’s just the retailers and they
should be doing more to protect their merchandise. Should we, the general
public, even care? After all, isn’t rampant shoplifting a fact of life
everywhere these days – essentially the new normal?
Shouldn’t we
all be happy that these are nonviolent crimes and that they are crimes against
businesses and not individuals?
Or, should
we consider these crimes to be crimes against the community? Many of us feel a
sense of outrage when we read those reports in Watertown News, especially when
the culprits who are caught are shown to have out-of-town addresses. Our
tolerance must be sending a loud and clear message that Watertown is easy prey.
There is of
course an argument, coming from a certain political sector, meant to quiet our
outrage. It goes like this: Those who steal are victims, themselves. They have
been driven to steal because they are unhoused or under-housed and
food insecure. And if they are stealing to support a drug habit, it is
because they have been deprived of mental health services.
Translation:
It’s not their fault. It’s our fault.
Are you a
hard-hearted S.O.B. if you believe that these petty crimes undermine our natural
desire for law and order and erode our confidence in our local government? I
can think of several Watertown city councilors who might think so.
There’s a
solution for that. We are now at the beginning of an election year.
In the
meantime, my solution for the new-normal level of shoplifting is once again
police presence.
A great
experiment would be to ramp up police presence at the malls where career shoplifters
freely ply their trade. If that experiment were successful, which it of course would
be, some of our residents and councilors would then argue that we are irresponsibly
forcing our thieves to up their looting in other nearby communities, where
police presence is lacking.
Truthfully,
that works for me.
Our success
can become a shining example for other communities to follow.
And one more
thing.
Watertown is
conveniently situated between Boston, Cambridge, Waltham, and Newton, close to Somerville,
and right off the Mass Pike. This convenience serves residents, visitors, employers,
and commuters. It also serves criminal enterprises.
Unlike several of our neighboring communities,
we do not have violent street gangs occupying neighborhoods within our city
limits. But we do have them traveling through. Thankfully, our police have
interrupted drug deals being conducted in our mall parking lots.
But how many
drug deals, including those that involve fentanyl, go undetected? I doubt that
anyone has any idea. What we don’t know can hurt us, especially as we are on
track to become a lot more urbanized than we already are.
For those
intent on radically reshaping Watertown, the rallying cry is: Density!
Density! Density! Super-density has a hidden price tag that is
conspicuously absent from public conversation.
For the
moment, crimes that follow drug trafficking, such as armed robberies, muggings,
carjackings, and gun violence, are not in our police reports. But that can
change before we know it.
At what
point will we realize that we are under-policed? As Watertown’s population
growth takes a giant leap thanks to the steroidal rezoning of Watertown Square,
how soon will we find that our 70-something department of sworn police officers
is not just inadequate, but dangerously inadequate?
Those of us
who pay attention to the police reports are aware of the success stories when drug
traffickers were caught by the WPD and when the cooperative efforts of local,
regional, and federal law enforcement agencies have resulted in momentarily disrupting
the drug trafficking pipeline. These were undeniable wins for the community.
But the
public safety questions of the day should begin with: How much criminal
activity is flying under the radar? How many counterfeit painkillers spiked
with fentanyl are being delivered from or to middlemen in our private and
public parking lots and garages on any given day?
And how much
of that supply ends up in the hands of Watertown teenagers? Those numbers are almost
certainly unknowable.
Would dramatically
enhanced police presence prompt traffickers to move their business operations
to locations outside of our borders?
And if so,
are we being irresponsible or simply setting an example for other communities
to follow?
Some
“experts” want us to believe that increased police presence does not prevent
crime from happening. Common sense should tell us that those experts are wrong.
The time has
arrived to find out for ourselves.
But there
are two big problems.
Watertown,
like police departments across the country, is struggling to recruit new cops. For
a variety of reasons, too lengthy to delve into in this already lengthy blog
post, the pipeline of applicants has dried up. Chief Hanrahan has shown exceptional resourcefulness in finding qualified candidates to replace
his retiring police officers.
But, it will
take more.
For over a
year, our city government has been on an unprecedented hiring spree of
high-paid middle managers. Some of us in the community, as well as some
seasoned city employees, wonder if this bureaucratic expansion is both
necessary and fiscally sustainable.
This
election year brings us to a crossroads. We have the option of continuing
business as usual or making a course correction that places public safety at the
top of the city’s to-do list, where it belongs.
Watertown’s current city council has a few common-sense
pragmatists valiantly fighting to keep our legislative body from falling over
the ideological cliff. Making a course correction would require the addition of
one or two new like-minded councilors to join the fight.
How do we expand
the WPD and send a loud, clear, and constant message of what Watertown will not
tolerate? And how do we hang out the welcome sign for more good cops to come to
Watertown and be a central part of that message?
It begins
with us.
In our last
city election, all city councilors, district and at-large, ran unopposed. Only
the council president had a challenger. That sent a message that Watertown voters
were happy with the status quo.
Were they? I don’t think so.
Since that
election, change has been happening at a dizzying pace. How happy are voters
with what they’ve seen so far? It’s time to find out.
In advance
of next November, Watertown needs a common-sense, roll-up-their-sleeves hero,
or two, or three to step up and make the personal sacrifices necessary to run
for city council and help turn this ship in the right direction, while the ship
is still somewhat turnable.
Despite
cynical claims to the contrary, I know that those potential candidates really
do exist. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to help find them,
encourage them, and commit to supporting them through their campaigns and
throughout their public service on the council.
If you
accept this mission, then one day, when your children, grandchildren, nieces,
or nephews ask you what you did to save Watertown from the dangerous gang of
invading wackadoodles, you can go into your basement, attic, or closet, pull
out your weather-beaten 2025 campaign sign, smile, and tell them:
I DID THIS!
Bruce Coltin, The Battle For Watertown