I wonder how long it will take London to realize
how ridiculous Mr. Hore-Belisha is making it with his bevies of orange beacons. To be condemned perpetually to wear the air of preparation for a fifth-rate carnival might be tolerable if there were any reason to suppose that the tale of accidents would be reduced thereby. But the beacons are supposed to mark a crossing, and there can be no possible need for them in places where a crossing obviously exists already, e.g., where the pavement along a main thoroughfare is broken by a side-street which has to be crossed. The pedestrian in such places ought clearly to have the right of way (except when there are lights or a policeman), and it would be much more sensible to make that a general rule than to plaster beacons up and down the whole length of a thoroughfare like, say, Tottenham Court Road. Scrap the lot.
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