ridin dirty

Despite what outwardly may seem like chaos in a metropolis of sixteen million, the city of Cairo actually seems to function extraordinarily efficiently. The traffic is often bumper to bumper (which takes on a whole new meaning here) during rush hour which is between the hours of 12:00 noon and and about 10:00 p.m. However the taxis charge a very fair price, never more than 4 dollars, allowing those without substantial means to travel around the city easily at any time of day. The taxis themselves allow their passengers an outlet to vent, as we haggle the price for any trip, flying into minor rages over their gall to charge us 50 cents to a dollar too much. The taxi drivers are able to, in turn, release their rage on passing drivers as they swerve around them knocking into them just enough to inform them of whose right of way it really was. A little game of bumper cars. On more than one occasion I have been reminded of the ability cars have in the Harry Potter books to squeeze in between small spaces using magic. I swear that on at least one occasion I saw a normal sized taxi squeeze in between two cars that can't have had an inch over 2 feet between them. They just seem to push aside objects that are in their way, whether they're other cars, lampposts or pedestrians. Despite this, I have yet to witness any serious accidents nor hear of them from any third party. Additionally there is one noise distinctly missing from the din: sirens. I have not seen one ambulance, one firetruck or one actual police car. There are men with guns everywhere you look, but no actual police cars. This leads me to believe that Cairo has no crime, no accidents and no fires; perhaps by allowing everyone the outlet of screaming all day long and smashing cars up at night they have eradicated the kind of pent up anger that leads to disaster? The West should investigate.