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!!!

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Our Filthy Bus Stops (an occasional series)

The bus stop at the OSU-area Kroger on North High Street between Fifth and Sixth avenues is also one of the city's filthiest. Frequented by the drunk, the doped, the deranged, and many OSU students, it was built as part of the new Kroger store that opened in 2012.


Its predecessor, while unremarkable, did have an enclosed shelter. It, too, had a colorful clientele; it wasn't uncommon to stumble onto an impromptu Ripple party on occasion (the area still retains a hint of its past as Columbus's Skid Row; someone forgot to tell the street people that the area has been totally gentrified and hipsterized over the past 20 years).But what irked me about it were the numerous nearby magazine racks from which people would pull out newspapers, ad rags, and the like to use as bench covers, then leave them there, where they invariably ended up on the ground. The litter would congeal into a pulpy mess when it rained.

The replacement is a spartan affair with an overhang that doesn't really protect one from the elements.


It provides weary riders with a nasty-looking concrete bench that is usually being commandeered by one of the area's many derelicts. These photos, taken last fall, show the bench and the surrounding sidewalk. I tend to walk around the stains, being as they are of undetermined origin, and NEVER sit on the bench, which is a favorite sunning spot for the lost and the wandering.






I would think that the store and COTA might have a general agreement on upkeep of the stop, but apparently this is not the case. Some of these stains survived our admittedly mild winter. As summer draws near, the stop is once again a thriving social hotspot, and will soon return to the conditions I've documented. Is it too much to ask that a disinfectant scrub-down of the stop occur once in a while? Just asking--not that I'll EVER sit on that bench!


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