15/5/97
Waste
of NIS 6 m. is a ballpark figure
Why Jerusalem needs this tunnel
I can't understand.
No, not that tunnel.
If you drive down Hazzaz Road,
with Wolfson Towers on your right and
Sacher Park on your left, you come to
Bezalel Street. (If you got to the Statue
of Liberty, you've gone too far.) At
Bezalel, you turn right to go to Shalom
Felafel, or turn left onto newly-built
Maar Road, to drive through the capital's
latest architectural marvel: the Maar
Tunnel.
Or is it a bridge?
It's a huge waste of money, that's
what it is.
As popular wisdom has it, a tunnel
is something that goes through or under,
with the assumption that there's something
above or around it. It's a concept so
basic I'm sure they don't even explain
it in Tunnel Building 101.
If you're lucky enough to get
a red light at Bezalel, take a quick
look at the tunnel. It's a handsome
piece of work - faced with expensive
Jerusalem stone, with a pretty design
up front. It's four lanes wide and 120
meters long, well lit and utterly overdone.
You know what's above it? Its own roof.
For the benefit of readers who
don't live across the street, a brief
description of the environs would be
helpful. Sacher Park (or, to softballers
trying in vain to claim a little space,
Soccer Park) is a lovely green stretch
littered with broken glass for half
a year following Mimouna celebrations.
A year ago the municipality ran a road
through it to link up two sectors of
the city. The road, a good idea in itself,
cut off a tiny chunk of the park from
the remainder, but it hardly mattered,
because that northern tip was not used
much.
Somebody at City Hall decided
it was worth spending NIS 6 million
to maintain the continuity, and a few
more gruschim to build a children's
playground on the northern tip, I suppose
to justify the need for the ground-level
tunnel.
I thought I'd call City Hall
for the usual good explanation...
"Hello, I'd like some information
please."
"Thank you for calling City
Hall. Can I help you?"
"Yes, it's about the Maar
Tunnel."
"Quite a scandal, isn't
it, sir? I'm sure the mayor will want
to apologize personally. If you don't
mind waiting for just a moment I'll
put you right through."
No, you're right, it didn't happen
quite like that.
"Hello, City Hall?"
"What!"
"I'd like --"
"Wait!"
"Hello? Hello?"
"Nobody's here. Everybody's
busy. Call back tomorrow."
"Whom should I call to ask
about the cost of building the Maar
Tunnel?"
"Who are you?"
"A taxpayer."
"Then it's none of your
business."
That's more like what we've come
to expect, but it's even further from
the truth. An exceedingly helpful lady
named Ariela at the municipality's Spokesman's
Office took down all my questions and
promised to call me back. And she did.
She then got me in touch with a spokesman
for Hevrat Moriah, which together with
Minerav Co. developed and built the
road.
"The tunnel was a
condition of the Municipality for building
the road. They wanted to maintain the
park's continuity," the spokesman
explained. Why not just reduce the park's
size by about 5 percent by ending it
at the road, and save the money? The
city, he answered, wasn't prepared to
consider that option.
Alright, then: why couldn't they
build a much more modest footbridge,
if it was so critical to connect Sacher
Park with its forlorn appendage? (The
Moriah spokesman gave a figure of NIS
3 million for such a structure.) The
playground could have been set up on
the other side, though even that's negligibly
necessary: the park already has a playground.
Six million shekels. Was there
nothing more urgent to spend it on?
Maybe they could recoup the expenditure
with a bit of shrewd direct taxation,
like setting up a toll booth on top
of the tunnel, and charging toddlers
a shekel each to get to the playground.
At the rate it's used, let's see ...
30 shekels a day, six days a week (we'll
let 'em use it free on Shabbat) ...
it can easily be paid off by the year
2638.