This morning I asked the 501 driver what we can do about the transit situation. He said to write and call. I did. You should too. This whole thing is really depressing. It's making me feel helpless, frustrated, angry and sad. I can't think of any way to win, to just break even, or to get to work in June. I can see the crumbling of the infrastructure of my city. It's all downhill from here. For the first time ever I truly want out.
Quote from a fellow bus rider: "Without the city, the suburbs are nothing."
Hopefully, Unblurred on Penn Avenue will make me feel a bit better. I'll be checking out some art.