2016-12-14 Wed


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Call me silly if you must, but I sometimes wonder if the cost of bureaucratizing something like Road Tolls won’t be higher than the revenue generated.

It wouldn’t be the first time ...

Clear Thinking

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Again, you can call me silly, but ...

I always thought that an Apology was a Personal thing, it was something you said prior to Making Amends, and you said it Face-to-Face with the Aggrieved Person.

When a police sergeant uses a lawyer as a go-between to issue an apology, how can it be taken as an apology?

Clear Thinking

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Where to start?

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Ontario is all Gung-Ho! And Knee-Jerk on Rights To Privacy, but the truth is that when you drive a bus or drive a streetcar or drive a subway train, you are no longer in the private realm, and “privacy” doesn’t need to be applied.

Public (get it? “public”?) Transit drivers are responsible for the lives of millions of the traveling public (get it?) every day.

The public pay public transit drivers to drive, in part to save us (the traveling public) having to battle with those members of the public who drive their cars.

When I get on an airplane, ferry, or bus, or subway train, I ought be be assured that the driver is above the average yobbo on the streets.

For what it is worth the Toronto Transit Commission surface vehicle drivers have a very good record. I regularly ride the buses and streetcars, and my impression is that for Toronto Transit Commission drivers, an Amber Traffic Light means Stop. For yobbos, a red traffic light means “step on the gas”.

That is, I treasure the extra level of safety built into the system.

So should you.

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And For what it is worth I don’t want a driver to be screened for impairment after I am dead, or even while I am being ferried to Toronto General Hospital.

It’s of no value to me to be told a few days later “Gee, Chris, if we’d only known he was boozed we would never have gotten you into this hospital bed/morgue/crematorium”.

I’m not interested in that state, at all, at all.

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This is a puzzler. The Toronto Transit Commission is the only transit system in Ontario (AFAIK) that doesn’t have timed transfers – transfers that are valid for two hours of riding, go to the library and come home again in a two-hour interval on one ticket.

And to the best of my knowledge (I could be wrong here) the Toronto Transit Commission is the only transit system in the WORLD that can claim to be running a pilot study on timed transfers since 1995.

So the Toronto Transit Commission has a history of being unique (or correctly, “being uniquely behind the times”)

OTOH if we think that random drug testing is good, doesn’t that make all the other cities (except Windsor) somewhat stupid and behind-the-times?

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And then – OK, I get it. Forget about drugs and alcohol; the REAL problem is long hours, sleep deprivation and split shifts.


Suppose I am sleep-deprived and than I drink booze. How does drinking booze fix the problems (as a Toronto Transit Commission driver) of sleep-deprivation?

It seems to me, a humble fare-paying passenger, that we ought then to be addressing all the concerns, either in parallel or one at a time, but in parallel sounds better.

Get rid of alcohol (by random testing and immediate firing).

Get rid of drugs (by random testing and immediate firing).

Get rid of alcohol dependency (by “three strikes and you’re out”).

Get rid of drug dependency (by “three strikes and you’re out”).

Get rid of split-shifts by allowing drivers to nominate their optimum length of shift

Get rid of long hours by allowing drivers to nominate their optimum length of shift

After all, the airlines seem to have worked this out a long time ago, and they crash in three-dimensional space, nit two-dimensional.