In article <4fd8cb14$0$86781$
742e...@news.sonic.net>,
q...@sonic.net (Brad Allen) wrote:
> This is typical Government failure.
>
> Well, I have been searching for a place to refill my Clipper Card.
> Since all the local Walgreens are two bus rides away (i.e., 2 hours,
> one hour for each leg of bus, one way -- 4 hours for the whole trip),
> except for the downtown one with all the criminals hanging out outside
> at 1st Street & Santa Clara Street (think of a 400 square foot area
> that is like Oakland), I am in search of a Clipper Card refill place
> near my home that also has other useful shopping nearby.
[...]
> Perhaps it's different in San Francisco where Clipper Card is from --
> everyone must have cars so they can go do their shopping -- but here
> in San Jose, either you have a car like you are supposed to, or
> somehow you're stuck without one and THEN you use a Clipper Card.
> In that latter case, you need to know how to get to the place to
> refill your Clipper Card on the bus!
>
> This is typical Government failure, and why we should have never let
> Government get so large in the first place. If we didn't have
> Government run transit, then the transportation options available
> would not have this insanity. But I suppose there's always been
> a sort of Welfare type of bus system ever since the advent of the
> automobile. It fits the same rules as welfare -- inadequate,
> not business oriented, impossible, and impedimentary. While
> Clipper Card seems like a reasonable idea to those of us forced
> to occasionally use a bus here and there for a week or so, it
> turns out it's just the same as the rest of the bus system:
> a total mess.
The problem is that mass transit in the Bay Area is so fragmented, with
each tiny District its own feudal domain, that there is insufficient
standardization. The Metro and WMATA in the DC area work great; NYC
couldn't exist in its present form without the various transit systems,
mass transit in Portland works great, et cetera.
Steve
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arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to
skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, sidecar in the other, body thoroughly
used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"