Finding three people who are going to SoHo from Grand Central at 8:30 AM isn't as easy as it sounds. Everyone seems to be going somewhere else entirely. Finally, I heard a group looking to get to the Financial District and hopped in their cab for the hellacious taxi ride. What's normally at least $20 cost half that with the new “zoning” of the city. As always, midtown was bustling with people. Vehiclular traffic was limited mostly to cabs and the few cars that did have 4 occupants. The police threatened those of us trying to hail a cab with a summons if we didn't get back on the sidewalk; I mumbled under my breath that a summons wouldn't be the worst thing the NYPD has ever done to me. The strike got me at the moment that we didn't need the police there to tell us to stay out of the street; we could manage to avoid getting hit ourselves.
Secretly, I'm hoping for a strikes by other workers, be they union-sanctioned or wildcat, large enough to really shut the economic apparatus and institution of the city down. Imagine if the buses and subways had been not only running today, but running on a better schedule on routes that made sense for the city, and for free! Support on the street seems strong. At the very least, no one's complaining. Most of the people I've talked to - and this is big enough to get people talking to strangers on the street - are very supportive of the workers of the TWU despite any inconvenience caused by the strike.
You may say I'm a crazy Marxist dreamer, but I'm not the only one…. If the strike is settled within a few days (before Christmas), the situation will most likely die down. If it lasts past the holiday and through the New Year, it will be bigger than anyone can imagine.
The TWU deserves what they've demanded. Some people this morning were angry at the union. They'd have to walk their kids to school, and lose an hour's pay; or take a taxi and spend the extra money. This frustration would be better vented at the MTA, Bloomberg, Pataki, and their own employers.
Don't even get me started on the Taylor laws. In the face of a powerful strike, the law is only as good as the dead trees it's written on, as seen in the actions of Mike Quillin the strike of 1966.
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That's what I thought on my way to the office today. By the time I got to SoHo, it was 9AM but the office was empty. I danced to Imogen Heap and John Coltrane in the Executive Suite.
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