Daily Briefs: Don’t Believe the MAX.

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¿De que color es el autobus? Back when the thinly budgeted Kansas City Transportation Authority started the MAX express line from the City Market to Waldo, there was a lot of talk about the magickal properties that distinguished it from, for instance, the smelly old 57 line your grandparents are always going on about between defibrillations. One of the more fanciful Tolkien-grade claims about the MAX route was that sensors on downtown traffic lights could detect the buses and hold a yellow light, allowing the MAX to keep to its express line schedule. After riding the MAX line daily for two straight winters, and then after seeing a MAX bus at 20th and Main miss the yellow light and actually run a red light just yesterday, I’m going to go out on a limb and say that whole thing is a goddamn lie. I’ve never once seen a MAX bus hold a yellow light, ever, but I’ve sure seen them stop at a lot of fucking red lights while winding through the ridiculously circuitous downtown route. So that’s just another lie that the city is built on, along with the affordability of TIFs and the etymology of “mammy.”

After the jump, some naked photographs of city officials the government doesn’t want you to see. Click here or here:

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