Solve Mount Rosser Woes

From time to time I get so fed up I have to write the Editor and vent. This one below was inspired by the torturous hours spent waiting in traffic at Mt. Rosser:
Solve Mount Rosser Woes
published: Monday | January 22, 2007
The EDITOR, Sir:
The problem of the Mount Rosser thoroughfare has been around for some time, yet the public is not being informed of any plans to remedy the situation any time soon. Some persons have spent up to three hours sitting in traffic and if you multiply that by the number of days for the year, you will have a daunting picture of how much time has been wasted and how this has affected our productivity.
All who have traversed this route are aware that the trucks and the trailers are the source of the problem. So until the 'other route' is found or the 'miracle bridge is finished' I have a proposition.
I propose that two trucking stops be implemented; one for vehicles (trucks and trailers) heading to the country and another for vehicles heading to the city. They will run on a schedule with no more than a certain number coming down at any given point in time. The stops may also provide a point of rest for these sometimes fatigued drivers. Also through a well-established network among the stops, the drivers and the local police, the response time for getting to an accident scene should improve.
Finally, the stops could monitor the goods that are being transported between the rural and Corporate Area, as well as the companies/persons who are making these deliveries. This would help in holding persons accountable for the sometimes inexperienced and lackadaisical drivers plying this route. This would certainly aid in creating more jobs. Who knows, it may even be a serious crime stop/watch initiative.
The possibilities are endless. Success is not guaranteed, but not trying guarantees failure!
I am, etc.,
DANIQUE WILLIAMS
University Crescent
Kingston 6

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