I don't know about 50 being the average lifespan of a bridge but this one is 40 years old and uses a design -- I'm not an engineer -- I understand wouldn't be used today. it sits on the Mississippi River and is constantly pounded by pretty wicked currents there.
It's pretty early to say there's wrongdoing; I certainly have seen no evidence of that.
But when's the last time you felt like calling your legislator to urge them to repair more bridges.
Meanwhile, just down the road from the bridge, the public is paying $400 billion for a new baseball stadium.
Bridges aren't sexy; no politician ever got re-elected for maintaining one.
This particular governor favored bonding (borrowing) to handle the state's road work because then taxes won't go up and he signed a no-new-taxes pledge. I dn't want to get into a political debate about whether there's wasteful government spending and all that (although I think there is), but we would never maintain our RVs the way we maintain our infrastructure.
And for good reason.
the thing that gets me about this is the poor folks who couldn't beat easy odds. What are the odds that your wife or mother --
like this family -- was going to be on a bridge a third of a mile long when it collapsed? Why her (or anyone)? Why then? Why there? That's the part that shakes you up. The utter randomness of the end of life.
On the day *I* depart this world, I'm looking forward to an explanation.
Cuz it really makes no sense. Maybe it is all just a giant crapshoot. Maybe not.
Sure makes the debate over the EAA (on the Rv list) irrelevant, tho. Sure makes everything irrelevant.