It satisfied a few European stereotypes of America all in one go.
I'm pleased to have visited various parts of the US since, and confirmed it certainly doesn't happen everywhere, but I've also experienced first hand just how pedestrian hostile some areas are...
Sadly, the less people walk around the more pedestrian hostile the city becomes.
This reminded me of the short story "The Pedestrian" by Ray Bradbury:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pedestrian
We've studied this story in the English class (probably some 25 years ago).
One of my favorite things is to walk down the middle of the street in my Grandma's town on Thanksgiving or Christmas. Small town, shops are closed, quiet except for a few bars and people's homes. Also a good break from family, and a walk on a day where I eat a lot.
Cop said, "are you English?"
"Yep"
"Though so"
As a pedestrian, are you really going to stand around and be dictated what you can and can't do by a stupid fcking light? Life is short, get your head out of your phone, pay attention to your surroundings and cross the fcking road before the little light comes to tell you that your time is up and it's your turn to go to the next life and you missed it.
Every time someone baulks at me for doing it, I can't help but grin and remember the quote from the original Point Break:
"It was about us against the system. That system that kills the human spirit. We stand for something. To those dead souls inching along the freeways in their metal coffins ... we show them that the human spirit is still alive."
Of course, taking the main road by foot or bicycle would get you stopped by the police telling you to not do that on that road. It was for cars, not pedestrians.
It felt weird to feel like I did something wrong.