This morning the Transport Workers Union went on strike, which means that I can't take the subway to work and the bus home. Contract negotiations broke down--Wages were a minor issue, compared to the deal-breaker of how to handle pensions for new workers.
I'm walking everywhere, indefinitely. I'm looking at it as a chance to get some exercise, rather than focusing on the fact that it's cold outside and the city's economy is suffering.
Last week the city filed a motion seeking to charge the union $1 million a day in fines, and each transport worker $25,000/day. The average yearly salary of the workers is $55,000, and so these figures are absurd and inflammatory. It caused me to have more sympathy for the union, even though the transit authority is right that pensions must come under control in future years.
Today Mayor Bloomberg took a page from George W. Bush, and called the strike a "cowardly" act. How so, Mayor Mike? The transit workers face hefty fines and public scorn, and they decided to take a stand anyway. It's anything but cowardly, even if it's not wise.
Living in Manhattan, I can get to wherever I need to go. Friends in Brooklyn and Queens are having a huge challenge, and the library's staff is much depleted. Telecommuting was invented for days like this, but NYU is too old-fashioned to allow that.
The last strike, in 1980, lasted 11 days. If that happens again, it will end on New Year's Eve just in time to shuttle the throngs to Times Square. Merchants will be irate at their losses, and many people would have lost their jobs. I hope the strike ends quickly, but it doesn't look like it will.
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