On 19/4/05 1:50 pm, in article
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> On Sun, 17 Apr 2005 17:33:18 +0100, Tony Raven <[email protected]>
> wrote:
>
>> Humans have developed ritual and language over
>> centuries to deal with it in crowded countries such as Japan but
>> crowding of the roads has happened very quickly and people are isolated
>> from each other by their cages.
>
> Interesting thesis.
When we were in Norway we concocted essentially the same thesis, except we
called it 'ten kilometer syndrome'.
It runs like this:
It takes two generations to change subconcious habits and attitudes.
Norway is a country that has rapidly (in terms of generations) gone from a
rural, village based population to one where people are concentrated in
cities. In other words, two generations back their ancestors were living in
small villages. You could go for a walk and know there was noone else around
for ten kilometers.
This subconciousness has stuck. When they are on the motorway, there is no
need to signal because subconciously there is noone within ten kilometers.
In the street, there is no need to adjust your direction or gait to cope
with other pedestrians becasue there is noone within ten kilometers.
If you are going through a door, there is noone within ten kilometers so you
can let the door swing back into the person following you.[1]
When the train/bus stops there is noone else for ten kilometers so you can
try to get on straight away despite the crowd of people trying to get off.
The one exception to this was if someone was pushing a child in a pushchair
they had right of way. It seemed at times as if low flying aircraft would
deviate to avoid inconveniencing a mum and buggy. And this was taken to
extremes. Imagine winter. A footpath which has been cleared of snow so there
are 2m high snowbanks either side. It is just wide enough for two prams side
by side. And there they are coming at you. What happens? You are expected to
get out of the prams way, even though it means climbing into the deep snow.
Heaven forbid that they should go single file for a moment.. But there is a
good side ont eh other end of the pram. When there are teenagers being
typical school-party-mill-about-across-the-street you can run the pram into
them with impunity and they apologise ;-)
...d
[1] Going into th eunderground at Nationalteatret one day I held the door
open for the person following me pushing a pushchair. I was wearing locally
sourced clothes inthe local style. I said nothing. The lady pushing the
buggy said, in English, "Thankyou, you must be English".