Saturday, July 9, 2011

Philadelphia and SEPTA hate the middle class and working people

SEPTA: South East Pennsylvania Transportation Authority

I commute five days, every week, back and forth to work in downtown Philadelphia on buses and trains (the El or Broad Street Line).  Most  people are like me, they just want to get back and forth to work with a minimum amount of hassle.  However, there is a minority (not a small minority) of jerks who should not be allowed to ride on SEPTA.

Where did these incredibly rude, obnoxious, ignorant slobs grow up?  Were they raised in barns? (Probably not, the livestock in barns are usually cleaner and better behaved.) When I get on a SEPTA bus or train, I have to worry if the pants I'm wearing are too light in color.  The seats are ususally, filthy from their previous inhabitants. (Here's a thought: do not put your filthy disgusting feet on a seat someone else may want to use,) 

To those who play their MP3 players,  Iphones, Ipads, etc. without earphones (or earphones everybody else has to listen to), may you rot in an exceptionally hot circle of hell.  I don't want to listen to your music. Most of the music people as rude as you listen to is crap. Rap music is not music. It is bad poetry spoken to a beat that is repetitive and obnoxious, usually vulgar, violent and misogynistic.  (Oops, sorry, most of the Philadelphia jackasses playing this music did not graduate high school; and, if you did graduate from a Philadelphia high school, too bad.) Misogynistic is a really big word [more than 3 letters] meaning you hate women. God forbid I use words the average Philadelphian jackass (you know, someone who went through the city's [if you will excuse the expression] school system) would know.

Also, when did it become typical to take the aisle seat and make people climb over you to sit down? Here's a thought, when you get on the bus or train, move into the seat closest to the window. Are you afraid of glass? It is incredibly rude to force people to ask if they can climb over you.  Did you pay for two seats? Also, did crowding the exits of the El or Broad Street Line become  fashionable when I wasn't looking?  Why should I have to beg strangers to get out of my way when I want to get off the El? Do you not understand the purpose of mass transportation?

I understand, having grown up in New York City, that people in smaller cities are usually clueless (and we consider Philadelphians a bit [really a whole lot] on the slow side), but has'nt anybody in this clueless metropolis gotten the idea yet that NOBODY (with a middle income salary or higher) wants to live or visit here. People with jobs and salaries want out of this city.. Once they can afford to do so, they will leave.  Good luck trying to run a city with nobody who has to pay taxes (the middle class has been leaving and will continue to do so). That is the direction Philadelphia is going. Good luck trying to run a city without money coming from its citizenry.

Here are some more thoughts for those of you I am forced to listen to on public transportation:  I don't want to listen your therapy or outpatient or rehab details (I do not know you and do not care).  Why do you think anybody on the bus or the El or the regional rails gives a crap?  I also do not care if you are late for a court appearance, an interview with your parole officer or the abortion you need to kill the life you created without a second thought.

I grew up worrying about the effect these types of things might have on my own family. I really do not care if you can't handle them for your own.  I do not pay the ridiculous amount I have to to SEPTA to care about your problems.

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