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My Montreal

My street in the Plateau Mont-Royal is being dug up again.

It’s the fifth time that this particular intersection has been dug up in the past three years. Or maybe it’s the sixth. In all honesty, I’ve lost count. The area has been under construction so constantly since I moved there in 2011 that I’ve taken it as the default for the area. Residents have gotten fed up, with endless road closures, random power and water shutoffs with no warning, and constant noise and dust from the ongoing construction. With all this construction, not once have I or other residents ever received any kind of notice.

Local businesses have closed in droves. My neighbourhood is a shell of its former self. Each time the road is filled back in and the construction crews remove the barriers and orange cones and clear out, I don’t even dare to hope that it’s really, truly, over. By now, I know better.

This time, it’s the installation of traffic lights — ostensibly a precursor to turning my street into a “velorue” — a pilot project that even the Projet Montreal borough government who invented the idea doesn’t seem quite clear on. (Despite being pressed repeatedly on the concept by the media and local residents, all Luc Ferrandez and his councilors will say on the subject is that it will be some sort of cycling paradise, but they remain stubbornly unable to provide any practical details on how exactly they will work. It’s like the Donald Trump version of city planning: We don’t know what it is, but it will be “good, great, the greatest, uuuuuuge.” I’m a cyclist and I am generally in favour of pro-cycling infrastructure projects, but this idea just seems so ill-conceived and poorly thought out that I can’t bring myself to get on board. But I digress.)

Anyway, back to the traffic lights. This begs the question of why they couldn’t installed the last time the road was dug up to widen the sidewalks. Or the time before that, to fix the broken water main. Or the time before that, to replace the pipes. Or the time before that, to tear down an abandoned building and put up condos. Or the time before that, to … well, who even remembers anymore? And so on, and so forth.

Sign on Rue Rachel, July 2014, reading "Soon the businesses will be closed due to construction that has lasted more than a month."

So this morning, I was leaving for work, trying to navigate around the construction as usual. Today was worse than usual, since even the pedestrian access was cut off. The construction worker out front of my apartment suggested that I ‘detour’ completely in the opposite direction of where I was going — doubling my 10-minute walk to a 20-minute walk.

The conversation went something like this (paraphrased and loosely translated from French):

Me: “Can I get through?”
Him: “By car?”
Me: “No, on foot.”
Him: “No, it’s blocked off. You will need to go around.”
Me: “Do you know when this will be done?”
Him: “We’re installing traffic lights. There weren’t any here before.”
Me: “Yes, I know. Any idea why they couldn’t have been installed the last time the intersection was dug up? This is the fifth or sixth time in the past three years, at least.”
Him: “We don’t have any visibility into those other projects. We only deal with traffic lights. There’s no coordination between departments, madame.”
Me: “Well, that’s the problem, isn’t it?”

And that, in a nutshell, sums up everything that’s wrong with the way we do construction in Montreal. The city doesn’t talk to the borough. The borough doesn’t talk to the city. The water department doesn’t talk to the electrical department, which doesn’t talk to the road paving department, which doesn’t talk to the pothole fixing department, which doesn’t talk to the traffic light department.

In one particularly egregious example, a city beautification crew came through and planted flowers along the median in the morning, only to have all their work dug up by another city crew in preparation for roadwork that very same afternoon. I’m not making this up. I wish I were.

Montreal has become so known for its endless construction, in fact, that Josh Freed has (semi-jokingly) proposed that we make the orange cone the official city symbol. At least one retailer, Main and Local, has taken him up on the idea.

Actual map of construction projects on the island of Montreal

The usual excuses all take the same form: Montreal is an old city with ageing infrastructure in urgent need of repair. Years of neglect have caused us to fall behind on these repairs, and we have to spend a lot of money making up for it. And yet, much older cities seem to manage just fine with far fewer construction nightmares. I’m sure most of Europe would laugh at the idea that Montreal is an “old” city. And yet, they manage to maintain and repair their centuries-old infrastructure with a minimum of headaches.

No, the problem isn’t one of age, it’s one of management. Namely, those four little words: “It’s not my job.”

Look, with a little bit of planning, we could blitz construction projects each year. Start one tenth the number of projects at a time, put crews on them to run them efficiently, manage the power and water and bike lanes and traffic lights and paving all together, finish them up within a couple of weeks, and move on to the next. There’s absolutely no reason whatsoever to launch hundreds of construction sites simultaneously, and close every single autoroute, road, bridge, sidewalk and intersection at the same time and allow those projects to drag on for months and years.

No other city in the world does construction this way. They all think we’re insane.

Conspiracy theories abound as to why it happens this way in Montreal. The construction industry is controlled at least in part by organized crime. The construction companies are colluding. The politicians are taking kickbacks. And so on, and so forth. Most of those things are true, at least to some degree — just read the transcripts of the Charbonneau Commission if you’re not convinced. And there’s no easy way to stamp that out overnight.

But I’m also a proponent of the theory that you should never attribute to malice what can be chalked up to mere incompetence. And let’s face it: The level of incompetence in how construction is planned in this city is staggering.

Mayor Denis Coderre doesn’t seem too inclined to do anything about it, either. He flits around the city taking selfies and planning big vanity projects for Montreal’s 375th anniversary. Meanwhile, the official opposition Projet Montreal seems more concerned with punishing car owners and local businesses by closing more roads, adding more construction projects, and making it harder for anyone to live or work or visit the city — and the complains when businesses move out to suburban multiplexes like Dix-30.

And so, the orange cones aren’t going anywhere anytime soon. This problem affects all of us.

But when it comes to fixing it? “It’s not my job.”


I’ve long held that the highway code is outdated in that it prioritizes the safety of drivers over the safety of pedestrians and cyclists. Now, some lawmakers are finally catching on.

This week, the City of Montreal released a series of recommendations to the provincial transport ministry on how we can make our laws better for cyclists. Among the recommendations:

  • Allowing the “Idaho Stop” — which takes physics into account and legitimizes the widespread practice.
  • Letting cyclists drive on sidewalks where their safety is compromised on the road and provided there’s no risk to pedestrians.
  • Removing the requirement that cyclists stick to the “extreme right” of the road — where they’re more likely to be at risk from buses, taxicabs or “dooring”.
  • Prohibit the use of mobile devices while cycling — this is common sense, or ought to be.
  • Increase fines but eliminate demerit points for cyclists — this makes sense since not all cyclists have a driver’s license.

Cycling is a funny issue. It tends to get people’s backs up as fast as, say, the abortion debate or middle east politics. It’s as though people identify on a visceral, tribal level as “cyclists” or “drivers” and they tend to get very angry and shouty and assume that their side is always right and the other side is always wrong. It’s very, very difficult to have a reasoned, sensible debate about cycling because of this. Not to mention, newspapers like the Gazette love to incite this controversy to sell papers. (Quickest route to insanity: Read the comments on any cycling article.)

As a sometimes-cyclist, sometimes-driver, sometimes-transit user and sometimes-pedestrian, I do see all sides of the issue.

Yes, cycling is a healthy, eco-friendly way to get around. I agree that we should do more to promote cycling, and that the laws need to protect the safety of cyclists.

Yes, there are some cyclists who break the law. But there are also drivers who break the law. And, yes, in both cases, it’s sometimes because they’re careless or reckless. But in many cases with cyclists, it’s because they’re trying to protect their own skin.

Take, for example, left turns. Now, the law says that if I want to make a left turn, I have to move over to the left lane and then turn against oncoming traffic, just as a car does. But in many, many places in Montreal, that’s a fantastic way to get killed. So I — just like many other cyclists — often do the two-step turn, where I cross straight first, then turn into the crosswalk lane, wait for the light to change, and cross straight in the other direction. The highway code says I’m not supposed to do this. My sense of self-preservation says otherwise.

Likewise with the Idaho Stop. Anti-cycling people will grumble about how it gives cyclists license to “break the law” by rolling through stop signs. But here’s the thing: Most stop signs are there as traffic calming measures, to get people to slow down in residential neighbourhoods. Traffic lights are typically deployed at larger intersections, and cyclists will still have to come to complete stops at red lights. But in most cases, cyclists are already going slowly enough that they don’t need to be “traffic calmed”. Moreover, stopping at a stop sign, hopping off your saddle to put your feet on the ground, and then starting again, takes a LOT more effort than merely pressing the brake pedal. Especially on the 50-pound Bixis. The laws of physics say that there’s little risk to allow a cyclist to slow down when they approach a stop sign, look both ways to make sure it’s safe to proceed, and then slowly roll through. Most do it already. Let’s legitimize the practice.

The most controversial recommendation here is probably regarding helmets. Right now, there are no laws requiring adults to wear a helmet while cycling, and the report says we should keep it that way. Now, I wear a helmet when I bike, and I’d encourage everyone else to as well. I understand that in jurisdictions with helmet laws, the cycling rate drops, which is bad for the safety of all cyclists — and for public health. But I’m still pro-helmet just as I am pro-seatbelt. And I see how an argument could be made for both sides of this one.

Overall, though, I’m encouraged by the recommendations in this report. Let’s hope the province adopts them into law, so that Montreal can continue to serve as a model of cycling-friendly cities.


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