Day Three of the transit strike -- more trying (as usual once the novelty wears off). Appointments in midtown. Ridiculous to get the car out (this isn't the suburbs -- it takes the garage guys a half hour to dig it out, and then you've got to garage it someplace else once you get where you're going). So, cab arbitrage. Exorbitant fees. And lots of people left at the curb, because cabs aren't going to Brooklyn or the Bronx. Maybe Queens, if they're heading to their garages at the change of shift. The stranded are, as usual, the ones who can least afford it. And the cab drivers aren't making much, either -- fares are high but there's lots of idle time, and after the rush, empty streets, because, again, the networkers are staying home. All of which suggests that, pace Instapundit and the Tech Central Station crowd, free market improvisation and techno-libertarianism are great if you're an upscale Manhattanite, and much less so if you live in the other four-fifths of New York. A role for government in our lives, perhaps? Points to Glenn, though, for this, which links to this, raising the question of class conflict between the working class and the government-worker class.
As you've already heard, it's over -- the union folds, Bloomberg stands by his "thugs" remark, and I guess Pataki leaves it to the professionals again. A plague on all their houses.
On Friday, January, 10, 2003, subscribers to the Fakonet Internet forum received the first of many Bakweri proverbs from Mola Mbua Ndoko. To many readers, especially those who have been away from Cameroon for long, or who do not pay particular attention to cultural developments at home, this was just another posting on the Internet. However, to those with a sense of history, that posting was a major milestone for the Bakweri march toward cultural renaissance, and a landmark achievement for Mola Ndoko. It is necessary to walk down memory lane to grasp the significance of this event.
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