Snowpocalypse
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offbalanceSo, as you may have heard, the Northeast got kicked in the face, the junk, and other sensitive places by a snowstorm. None more acutely, it would seem, than the outer boroughs of New York City. Particularly my little corner of the world.
See, boys and girls, our mayor is a rich asshole who became mayor because he and his snooty white rich friends wanted policies to suit them and do something about the riff-raff. I doubt this douchebag could even find my part of Brooklyn on a map. And as such, Manhattan is all nicely cleared, and well, my area looks like something out of The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I posted some pictures in facebook earlier, but Flickr doesn't seem to be cooperating.
But our streets are unplowed. Until late this afternoon, Flatbush Avenue was not plowed. Now, this is a main artery for Brooklyn, especially southern. It's the Brooklyn equivalent of 7th Avenue not being plowed. The Flatbush Avenue bus was not running. Nor was the bus across Church Avenue. See, this bus is important, because my trains have NOT BEEN RUNNING FOR THREE DAYS. That's right - the last time we had service on my two main subway lines was Sunday. And, thank fuck, those only stopped running after![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
j_bkl got home. But still - there were people stuck on trains for 7 hours. 15 hours. More. And forget about driving!! The streets are littered with abandoned cars. Abandoned trucks. ABANDONED CITY BUSES. I even saw an ambulance. (Granted, it was a private one, not an EMS, but it was still a disturbing image). j_bkl attempted to get into work yesterday and said that the streets were littered with abandoned buses. It would appear that the MTA, in its genius, sent MORE buses (without snow chains or tires!) out after other buses were stuck on unpassable streets. What.
I've been home from work for two days. Today I was finally out of the house - after being inside for about 48 straight hours. I was a little crazed, as you might imagine. Yesterday I could accept, the snow was bad and still falling. But today? No buses or trains in my neighborhood. No way to get anywhere. The sidewalks are barely maneuverable, and you have to climb over mountains to cross the street. J and I are leaving at 6:30 tomorrow morning to try to either get to Flatbush Avenue to get a bus to Atlantic (an exercise in pure futility, I'm sure) or, to walk all the way to the F at Church & McDonald to get that train, which is running by some bizarre miracle.
No one has any idea when service on the B or Q is going to be restored. Once again, the outer boroughs have been told to go and fuck themselves. Thankfully, my boss was basically cool about it, but well, he usually is about those things. I'm sure my other boss will have some passive-aggressive, bitchy thing to say to lord it over me that SHE made it ALL THE WAY to midtown from the Upper West Side during the blizzard. *eyeroll* Clearly, I was supposed to have sled dogs ready. But then again, that seems to be the only reasonable means of transport available to those of us in southern Brooklyn. Still, I want to get in this week at least once or twice to see if anything needs my attention. I KNEW I should have taken this frigging week off, but I stupidly thought it was better to wait until I could take time off with J instead.
God only knows when this will be over. I'm sure Bloomberg doesn't give a fuck - he just needs enough space to get his jet out to get to the Caribbean by New Year's.
I just want my buses and trains back. Is that SO much to fucking ask? (Maybe, with geniuses like these driving the plows.)
::hands:: I give up. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, since I'm getting up at OH GOD Thirty to try and get somewhere for realz.
This also sucks rocks because it's my little sister's birthday today, and she's marooned in the house because of this mess. Happpy birthday,quasisonic ! Sorry it was so failtastic.
First a blog post, with some comparitive photography.
And provided I can get it to work, some of my own photos:
Unplowed and proud!
Does anyone have Mr. Plow's Number?
and last but not least: the abandoned ambulance:
See, boys and girls, our mayor is a rich asshole who became mayor because he and his snooty white rich friends wanted policies to suit them and do something about the riff-raff. I doubt this douchebag could even find my part of Brooklyn on a map. And as such, Manhattan is all nicely cleared, and well, my area looks like something out of The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I posted some pictures in facebook earlier, but Flickr doesn't seem to be cooperating.
But our streets are unplowed. Until late this afternoon, Flatbush Avenue was not plowed. Now, this is a main artery for Brooklyn, especially southern. It's the Brooklyn equivalent of 7th Avenue not being plowed. The Flatbush Avenue bus was not running. Nor was the bus across Church Avenue. See, this bus is important, because my trains have NOT BEEN RUNNING FOR THREE DAYS. That's right - the last time we had service on my two main subway lines was Sunday. And, thank fuck, those only stopped running after
j_bkl got home. But still - there were people stuck on trains for 7 hours. 15 hours. More. And forget about driving!! The streets are littered with abandoned cars. Abandoned trucks. ABANDONED CITY BUSES. I even saw an ambulance. (Granted, it was a private one, not an EMS, but it was still a disturbing image). j_bkl attempted to get into work yesterday and said that the streets were littered with abandoned buses. It would appear that the MTA, in its genius, sent MORE buses (without snow chains or tires!) out after other buses were stuck on unpassable streets. What. I've been home from work for two days. Today I was finally out of the house - after being inside for about 48 straight hours. I was a little crazed, as you might imagine. Yesterday I could accept, the snow was bad and still falling. But today? No buses or trains in my neighborhood. No way to get anywhere. The sidewalks are barely maneuverable, and you have to climb over mountains to cross the street. J and I are leaving at 6:30 tomorrow morning to try to either get to Flatbush Avenue to get a bus to Atlantic (an exercise in pure futility, I'm sure) or, to walk all the way to the F at Church & McDonald to get that train, which is running by some bizarre miracle.
No one has any idea when service on the B or Q is going to be restored. Once again, the outer boroughs have been told to go and fuck themselves. Thankfully, my boss was basically cool about it, but well, he usually is about those things. I'm sure my other boss will have some passive-aggressive, bitchy thing to say to lord it over me that SHE made it ALL THE WAY to midtown from the Upper West Side during the blizzard. *eyeroll* Clearly, I was supposed to have sled dogs ready. But then again, that seems to be the only reasonable means of transport available to those of us in southern Brooklyn. Still, I want to get in this week at least once or twice to see if anything needs my attention. I KNEW I should have taken this frigging week off, but I stupidly thought it was better to wait until I could take time off with J instead.
God only knows when this will be over. I'm sure Bloomberg doesn't give a fuck - he just needs enough space to get his jet out to get to the Caribbean by New Year's.
I just want my buses and trains back. Is that SO much to fucking ask? (Maybe, with geniuses like these driving the plows.)
::hands:: I give up. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, since I'm getting up at OH GOD Thirty to try and get somewhere for realz.
This also sucks rocks because it's my little sister's birthday today, and she's marooned in the house because of this mess. Happpy birthday,
quasisonic ! Sorry it was so failtastic. First a blog post, with some comparitive photography.
And provided I can get it to work, some of my own photos:
Unplowed and proud!
Does anyone have Mr. Plow's Number?
and last but not least: the abandoned ambulance:
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:46 am (UTC)Re: More on my Flickr
Date: 2010-12-29 04:19 am (UTC)And I just friended you on Flickr.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:11 am (UTC)Cablevision is blaming the Sanitation department for not plowing. Now, as happens in my neighborhood? This is kind of bullshit. Sedgwick Avenue is a snow emergency street because it's the route to Montefiore and North Central Bronx Hospitals. It was plowed clean by Monday morning. My street? is *PLOWED* and as I speak the plows are running it again.
So Cablebision sucks moose balls, and no fucking idea what's going on in Brooklyn.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:19 am (UTC)I wish I could get FIOS.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:28 am (UTC)This is right outside my house- evidence that plows had gone through (and I don't live on a major street) *BEFORE* the snow had ended.:
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:14 am (UTC)I'd almost have the slightest amount of respect for him if he outright said "fuck you peasants" instead. The message I got, as I was stuck behind an ambulance on Church Ave, and watching my neighbors attempt to get their cars out along 18th Ave, was pretty clear.
I would also like to see the person who decided "The buses are stuck? SEND MORE BUSES!" put in stocks.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:22 am (UTC)I've also been calling him Mayor Manhattan Only. I think he'd break out in a rash if he had to leave the island (except for vacations). And he couldn't find our neighborhoods on a map.
Isn't "fuck you, peasants" the platform he ran on the last (stolen) election?
Yes. Very public stocks. In flatbush junction. And we could raise money by charging $1 a snowball. Iceballs extra.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:36 am (UTC)And what was the mayor of Newark doing? Helping residents dig their cars out himself. You'd never see Mayor McScrooge do that in a billion years.
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Date: 2010-12-29 04:14 pm (UTC)...and now I want to see sled dogs zipping down the streets of Brooklyn. Not to diminish your pain or anything, but Brooklyn sled dogs would crack me right up.