The Safest Suburb In The World Did It By Ending The Culture Of Cars
Houten’s main road, which was not actually a road but a winding path through what looked like a golf course or a soft-edged set from Teletubbies: all lawns and ponds and manicured shrubs. Not a car in sight. We rolled past an elementary school and kindergarten just as the lunch bell rang. Children, some of whom seemed barely out of diapers, poured out, hopped on little pink and blue bicycles, and raced past us, homeward.
“We are quite proud of this,” Tiemens boasted. “In most of the Netherlands, children don’t bike alone to school until they are eight or nine years old. Here they start as young as six.”
“Their parents must be terrified,” I said.
“There’s nothing to fear. The little ones do not need to cross a single road on their way home.”
Ain’t that interesting?
OK so, here’s a thing I’ve learned having done a fair bit of musicianing on stage…maybe it’s one of those secrets that nobody wants to let the world know but…
So I was playing a show once and I was talking with the sound guy and I said, as a joke, “Deathly Hallows is my last song so, after that, I’ll just drop the mic and I’m done.”
And then he was like “Sure, just make sure to hold the mic up so I see you’re about to drop it and I’ll cut it.”
I was like “Dude, no, I would never mess with your equipment like that.” And he was all “Seriously, they’re designed to get dropped now, the only problem is if you drop it while it’s still on, it’ll make a godawful loud noise and maybe even mess up the speakers, so you have to hold it up so I see you’re about to drop it.”
So, when you see people hold the mic out and then just drop it, it looks like they’re all IDGAF but really they’re all “Hey, sound guy, please cut the mic so that these people don’t all die bleeding out of their ears.”
The more you know!