Once
a week I go the same underground kiosk to reload my “smart card” for use on the public transit system here. This is located
right above the Metro tunnel rail line, and used to be available to buses to
bypass surface travel in downtown Seattle. The tunnel was originally built to
accommodate light rail trains, mainly to provide convenient transportation to
and from the airport, which has been considerably curtailed during the
pandemic. Bus service in the tunnel ended when the city decided to approve a
needless extension of the Convention Center at the far end of the tunnel.
Today, nearly three years on, it is only 30 percent completed and the project
is already nearly broke. It always had the potential of being a white elephant
even before the pandemic. Bus service is back on the surface streets, for the inconvenience
of all.
But that isn’t what I want to talk about here. The tunnel is
virtually empty these days, particularly since downtown office buildings have
few tenants working inside, while restaurants and most retail stores have even
less consumer traffic. It is not that there is no one making any money; with an
unemployment rate of 7.2, while “high” is still low enough to suggest that there
are people working “remotely,” which explains why one tenant can afford to
spend money on 100 new laptop computers even when there doesn’t seem to be
anyone around to use them.
So here I am standing by this kiosk to reload my smart card
with a payment by debit card. Here I am all alone, maybe a half-dozen people
down below waiting for the next trains, and expecting to hear that message over
the tunnel’s public address system I always hear within minutes of when I
arrive here, with those surveillance cameras everywhere being monitored by
people who are just your average off-the-street Joes who wear a “tougher”
looking uniforms than their colleagues who sit in empty warehouses or parking
lots—and are just as paranoid. Here they come, one right after the other: King
County Metro does not condone harassment, and that riders are to report any “suspicious”
behavior. It never fails. To me, this is not only “harassment” of me, but it is
also constitutes “discrimination” since it makes assumptions based on the way I
“look.”
The Washington state law in regard to “unlawful” behavior on
public transport only uses the term “harass” in this sentence: Unreasonably disturbs others by engaging in
loud, raucous, unruly, harmful, or harassing behavior. Believe me, Metro or
its drivers do not take this kind of “harassment” with any seriousness even
when it does happen, which usually involves having phones on speakerphone
instead of the required headphones, loud, vulgar talk, or commonly these days,
refusing to wear a face mask; it is in the case of the latter that you often
encounter belligerent or physically threatening behavior; “ironically, it is
this type who feel they are being “harassed.”
But “harassment” is more often meant to imply a “gendered”
meaning in this day and age. Just because certain people have “concerns” about
harassment in certain environments doesn’t mean it is actually happening; in
fact when “harassment” is reported, it is more likely the complainer is
engaging in retaliation over complaints about their own behavior, usually of
the “rude” or failure to abide by rules variety. Metro’s “report it to stop it”
sexual misconduct campaign is clearly gender politics, because it just isn’t
the “epidemic” that gender politicians want you to think it is. I’ve been
riding Metro buses five days a week for at least 25 years and I just can’t
think of even one incident that qualifies. There might be on occasion some
“sexualized” or other vulgar talk in the back of the bus, but if so the women
who sit back there are just as guilty of it. It really is just more a
“political” than reality-based “problem.” Those who have been victims of it may
disagree, but in context it is just another bludgeon to beat on males with.
I have read more than my share of company anti-harassment
policies, and while “discrimination” is worth just a line or two,
three-quarters of their content deals with “sexual harassment,” with the usual
dozen bullet points that makes sure every tiny detail is covered that a female
could possibly imagine taking offense to and interpreting as having a “gendered”
intent. But for those who feel the sting of prejudicial or discriminatory behavior
every day they walk out the door and keeps piling up, all this just seems like
self-serving “whataboutism.” “Discrimination” or even prejudice is typically
not “defined”; you are just supposed to know what the words “mean,” and there
is wide latitude to “define” them by what they “don’t” mean. This is where the term "rational discrimination" comes in.
I don’t think a day has passed when I haven’t been observed
by someone sitting inside somewhere and feel the need to “beep” their car. I
cut down on “shopping” as much as possible because it just burns me up to be
followed around. I’m supposed to have drugs sell, I might be a child rapist, or
I’m “stealing” someone’s job. Whatever I’m doing, it can’t be anything a “normal”
person does. If you work in one of those “easy to hire, easy to fire” jobs, all
it takes is for someone who doesn’t like “your kind,” or against whom “red
flags” of paranoia arise, are that person has to do is make up some reason why
you make them “uncomfortable,” and you are out of a job, because your employer
doesn’t want any “trouble.” What about your “rights”? What “rights”?
But discriminatory behavior should be obvious even when
intent is not “clear.” I was on a bus when a driver who I believe was South
Asian refused to allow an elderly black man on the bus because he supposedly
wasn’t allowed to bring a “shopping cart” on the bus. Are we talking about one
of those grocery carts? No, it was what “normal” people would call a shopping
“basket” with a relatively small, foot-square footprint, and I made my opinion on the matter known. I have seen presumably
homeless people haul all their personal belongings on a sledge inside the bus
that was rather considerably more inconvenient to other riders than that. This
is probably the only driver this man will ever encounter in his lifetime who
would call his little shopping basket a “cart” and refuse him service. This was
clearly unreasonable and deliberate discrimination, and I filed a complaint
about it as such to Metro.
I’ve experienced many “small” incidents that was clearly
motivated by the driver’s prejudice against certain “ethnic” groups—in fact I
have frequently complained about I saw as a “culture” of discrimination against
Hispanics at Metro, practiced by white, black and Asian drivers. In my personal
experience, this could be relatively “small” but deliberately prejudicial
behavior such as not stopping at the designated stop location and showing
preferential treatment to other groups (white or black) who didn’t even bother
to stand in line—or being expressed in ways that go beyond the pale of the merely
“rude.” Most buses that begin their routes in downtown Seattle do so in
tunnel-like overpass that runs through one section of the original Convention
Center building. The bus I take makes its stops on Fourth Ave. before it turns
on Pike Street where it travels east until it makes it final stop on the route on
the street side of the Center just before it makes the turn into the tunnel for
a rest stop.
But this driver (a black male) had a different idea of his
job. I had observed him belittling a few passengers out of personal enjoyment rather
than for committing actual infractions, but as yet he hadn’t targeted me. As
the bus was making the turn on Pike he suddenly demanded to know why I was
still on the bus. I told him I always get off at the last stop at the
Convention Center. He told me he didn’t go up that way. Confused, I told him
that this bus always “goes up that way,” and he told me that he wasn’t “all” drivers,
and he had his own “rules.” I informed him that he was mistaken, but he was
intent on insisting on his “power” he had as the driver, and before he went
another block he told me get off the bus; the driver then made a turn a Sixth
Avenue (three blocks away from the Center tunnel) which I had never seen any bus do before, but apparently to “prove” to
me that he wasn’t going “that way.”
I had to walk another six blocks up to take care of some
personal business, and on my way back I discovered that this very same bus (I
had taken down the bus ID number to report the incident) was parked in the
overpass tunnel—meaning that the driver had made a turn back on Fourth to go back up
Pike again to complete his assigned route; all of this just so that he could
get away with bulling and discriminating against a rider just because he
“could.” I waved at the driver to let him I saw what he did. While I generally
suspect that Metro doesn’t take any complaints against driver behavior
seriously, I think in this case the driver was “transferred” to another route,
because I haven’t seen him since.
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