I hit the button to cross the street but the lights don't activate. Why not? Pffft, I'm not an electrician. A fast moving motorist, in her benevolence, chooses not to hit me, but aghast, cranes her head to confirm the lack of flashing lights as proof that she was in the right to do so. This simply cannot be! How dare I cross here, despite the one, two, three, four signs and the literal crosswalk painted on the street! Conclusion: since crosswalks don't exist unless there's a flash of light, forget the orange flags. Give us flares. —I’m walking here!