TTC is on strike!…. Again!
Alright. So at 10:50pm after having run over a wild rabbit to get a set of keys to a not-so-close friend 40 minutes away because a closer friend of mine is further away and stuck in whatever god-forsaken-town that he happens to be stuck in, I hear over the radio “TTC is on strike! TTC is on strike!”
As many people in the city, I’m probably wondering “What the fuck?! Didn’t they avert this last week?!” and apperently not. Our promise of having 48 hours notice of a strike has since gone out the window. Since we were promised 48 hours notice the first time around, meaning talks needed to have finished Thursday night if there was to be a strike Monday.
Instead, we find out that talks end Friday night, for a Saturday morning strike.
I was extremely happy I owned and drove a car.
As I always am.
Because I was thinking of all the party-goers that are currently in downtown Toronto, the club district or other bars and pubs and house parties that are normal for a warm Friday night, thinking “How many of these bar owners heard the news, and are going to let their patrons know they will be out a designated driver for the ride home if they should stay past midnight?” At the same time thinking “What right-minded bar owner is going to drive away his bread and butter 2 hours earlier than normal because likely many of them will leave in order to catch a ride home?”
Alas, I say what I always say. Unions generally suck. They have way too much power. I think all the striking TTC employees should be fired and hire new people to replace them that won’t bother us so much.
Threats of a strike every two years is just stupidity. You are the life-blood of Toronto. Without you obviously the city stops. When we had the big-ass power blackout three years ago, you bitched and moaned about not having power, that you weren’t deemed an emergency service. And without you the city stops dead in their tracks.
Yes, well emergency services are not allowed to strike.
You should not be allowed to strike.
TTC, fuck off.
