Day two of the transit strike ... and like any fairweather New Yorker, I'm outta here. Wish me luck getting to the airport.
In the meantime,
Miss Representation has some wonderful musings about the strike, offering his usual ill humor towards the media and politicians, sprinkled with some positive thoughts for good measure:
With lots of air time to fill, we’ve been subjected to mostly the uninteresting stuff, even though this is actually a rather rich story, from end to end: a militant union that is perhaps rife with an internal conflict that is the driving force in the walkout, a intellectually bankrupt governor who set the stage by cravenly handing out ill-advised benefits (with the rousing approval of a state legislature -- heavily funded by that same union -- eclipsed only by Maoist-era China in its intransigence and seeming permanence), and the seeming inability to manage (stocked with appointees from that dimwit governor) the long-term health of one of the largest, best, and most effective public transit system in the world.
Day two of the transit strike ... and like any fairweather New Yorker, I'm outta here. Wish me luck getting to the airport.
