All Aboard COTA Crimes!

A veteran commuter, including almost two decades riding the coaches and rails of New York City's Metropolitan Transit Authority, I have been amazed at the lack of accountability on the part of the Central Ohio Transit Authority, particularly when it comes to the ineptitude and inconvenience of the system, and treatment of its customers. Unlike most metropolitan newspapers, The Columbus Dispatch barely covers this beat--I guess it's readers all are safely ensconced in their earth-killing machines and don't ever have to bother with riding the bus. Even now, most people look at me strange when I explain that I'm a bus rider and don't have a car. But even more astounding to me is the riding public's apparent willingness to endure rude drivers, bad service, nonexistent transfer procedures, and fare increases, just to name a few injustices. This blog will serve to document the abuses, highlight service lapses and shortcomings, and put the word out about discourteous drivers. Kudos will be provided when earned, and readers are encouraged to contribute accounts of their own experiences. It is hoped that the effort will result in the establishment of a commuter-advocacy organization like New York's Straphanger Campaign, to put the system's wheels to the fire. WE DESERVE BETTER!!!

Monday, May 4, 2015

American Scratchitti

Just wondering: Why are so many bus windows so scratched up it looks like someone scrubbed them with a wire brush? I notice this especially on the No. 2 line.

The only good thing about it is that it forces me to read instead of gazing out the window as I ride. The downside of it is that these scratched up windows make it nearly impossible to figure out where you are, where you're going or view street signs and landmarks. At night, it looks like everything is shrouded in an impenetrable fog.... Even during the day, it appears as if we are traveling through Beijing on a day of deadly smog levels--you can't even make out street signs! Just another "convenience" COTA provides its riders, I suppose.
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