A few weeks ago, one of our staff members was sitting outside at a sidewalk café in Westfield, watching nervously as a child on an electric scooter darted in and out of rush-hour traffic. The kid, a boy of about 9 or 10, seemed utterly unconcerned about the drivers blowing their car horns at him as he crossed and re-crossed the double yellow line, weaving around as unpredictably as a leaf in the wind. A woman in an SUV came dangerously close to colliding with another car in an effort to avoid him before he rode up onto the sidewalk and zipped through the tables at the restaurant. Luckily, nobody was injured on that particular afternoon — the kid rode away, the frustrated drivers simply shook their heads and drove on, and the restaurant goers hurriedly grabbed their bags out of the aisle to ensure that they wouldn’t be run over.