There is a fun fictional reason for this. This is in my new book, totally made up, no resemblance to living or dead, yada yada.
An excerpt. Everything is fictional.
Mr Bigbelly looked at the charts. They needed to put in fiber to the home, but it was more than chump change, and the jollyroger claimed they had something that finally worked. A massive world to conquer. If they could get in fast, they could make out like California tech bros.
They started out putting the fibre underground. This was something that would last. Suddenly, he realized they could never install this in time to beat the jollies. Drastic measures were called for. They would use the old Bell poles that they had abandoned when they put leaky copper cables in the ground. Never worked.
Rapidly put in the main trunks, and have a few distribution points. Have an army of techs trained like Trumpy ice to put in the cables to the houses. These cables were bullet-proof and could be strung through trees. To add injury to insult hang them on jollyroger wires!
Great, this was all done in a day. People signed up in droves, the only game in town. Jolly was frozen out, they never did anything. As MS says, features over safety. So, these cables were hung over the fire, waiting for Jolly St. Nick to tear them down.
That one over the road has been there for days. No safety hazard until the snowplow comes and snags the wire, then everything comes tearing down like a comedy movies. Babies in strollers dragged along. Magnificent. Charlie Chaplain would have loved it.
** Remember, all of this could only happen in my diseased mind. Everything done by everybody was perfectly legal.
ps remember the fictional book takes place down in trumpyland where there is no law. At the end, all the pardonees come down for a big shoot-out.
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