Who’s Sitting Next to You on the Subway? An R Train in September
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One of the things that bothers me about individual automobile travel is how isolating it is. I want to interact with people and experience local art and culture, of which there is a lot in the NYC subway. We're a communal species.
You can make phone calls and listen to local podcasts in a car. You get better exposure to architecture, nature, and automobile design in a car than in an underground train.
>I want to interact with people...
You must be riding other trains because on the trains I have ridden, everyone is extremely efficient at avoiding eye contact.
I think there's a lot to find interesting out there. Generally I only feel limited by my curiosity and imagination.
If you're on a road trip across a "boring" part of the country, chat up a trucker at a rest stop. Ask how the business works, how they got into the business, how things changed since they started, what their bosses seem like, etc.
You can listen to podcasts and music on a train as well. You can even make phone calls (much to the annoyance of the rest of us). Some of us spend a lot of our train time above ground. Some of the views from the NYC subway in the parts when it's not a subway are fantastic.
You define pleasantries, annoyances, and offenses, and that attitude of setting yourself above so many others by default without spending the time to understand their unique human stories is going to cut you out of many fullfilling human experiences.
I can only imagine you have a far more difficult life than I, if your world is populated by such annoying characters.
New Yorkers have no idea how good they have it.
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But that's why there's no usable information here. We don't have the Japanese culture, so we're not going to get their trains.
By the way, as bad as things are in New York MTA, I find it much better than the stupidity of the path train (panynj). We have like four routes to manage and we can't do that properly.
I also love the (NYC) subway when it's not completely packed. I very rarely interact with someone on the subway, but the people-watching is fascinating -- I can't think of anywhere else in the world where you can see such a cross-section of humanity, of so many races, cultures, clothing styles, income levels, and everything else.
And I feel the same way about automobile travel being isolating. In the subway, it's not about interaction, but you feel a little bit more a part of humanity and all the interesting people doing all their interesting things.
I'm not approachable by any means, but I've had interactions where people told me about losing a significant other, how uncertain they feel having just moved to the city, dealing with illness, etc.
My impression is that many areas where the culture is social/polite, brief interactions with strangers are usually pleasantries and small-talk. Perhaps some in this thread had such experience, and are unsure how a place where the people are seen to be so rude to strangers can possibly have positive, enriching, interactions with strangers on a packed subway.
We have pleasantries and small-talk as well as the occasional deeper interaction. It doesn't have to be either/or.
I rode the Blue line in the DC metro area for 5 years, from Arlington/Alexandria to Farragut West. Coming from car-centric LA, I hated many aspects of it at first (walking on icy sidewalks, sitting next to people picking their noses, etc).
But it was a fascinating exercise in people-watching, which I love. I saw so many of the same people every day - a young man with ankylosing spondylitis (which I didn't even know of, prior to seeing him), a grumpy-looking lady who always wore black flats with no socks, even when it was snowing, etc. It was always interesting to see who gave up their seats to pregnant women, and who was too buried in their smartphone.
One time, the Blue line got stuck before the Rosslyn tunnel, and I saw one guy get so worked up about it, I thought he was going to have a meltdown. Then, there was an elderly Korean man who would get on at different stops, and start singing in Korean, and you would see people from all walks of life trying to exchange furtive glances with one another. I kind of miss it, at times.
Its easier to stop and help or talk to someone when you're not enclosed in a box. My best experiences are stopping to help people with punctures and once while waiting at a junction stopping for a chat with a friend that I had not see for a while.
I find this very American behaviour. Talking to strangers (unless in a social event) is considered weird and not socially acceptable in large parts of Europe.
In 20+ years of daily public transport usage, I've had maybe a dozen interactions with random people on trams and busses outside of standard "where does this line go" or "is this your stop" conversations.
出る杭は打たれる The nail that sticks out gets hit.
Maybe that sentiment has sunk in. Perhaps loneliness is a pervasive feature of living in a big city.
Anyway, I sat in the last seat reading a book when, at Chambers St, a large middle-aged white woman sat down next to me and elbowed me in the stomach -- hard. Dude on her right immediately got up, wanting no part of it, and she slid over, taking up both seats, then proceeded to mutter profanity at me. "F'ng a----. Motherf----er." etc etc.
Not even sure why she was mad at me, I guess she wanted more room, but I was on the end and I'm relatively skinny (32" waist, FWIW) so I'm not sure what the beef was. Just crazy, I guess.
Normally I would angrily confront a stranger who just punched me in the stomach and started swearing at me for no good reason but I thought, "Hey, I just resolved a few hours ago to be zen on the subway, am I going to break my new resolution on the first day?"
Fast-forward through the rest of the subway ride, I said and did nothing while she kept muttering profanity (and staring right at me). We got off at the same stop but I grabbed a beverage while she went her way.
Five minutes later I entered the lobby of my office and there she was. She turned around, saw me, and went white. as. a. ghost. I was worried I'd have to call 911.
Turns out she was a contractor who had just started at my company that week, and her direct boss was a good friend of mine.
My friend didn't fire her (right away, anyway) b/c she needed the help and just found the story funny but they did end up terminating her two months later because (surprise surprise) she had an anger problem. They actually waited for her to leave for the day, then called her and told her not to come back in b/c they were afraid of what she'd do in person.
Moral of the story: don't get into commute rage fights. They're not worth it! And you never know who you're getting into a fight with. Be nice to people on the subway.
That's really weird, best to just avoid and not engage.
EDIT: to anyone who thinks that by 'engaging you're going to help' I suggest you're probably wrong. Someone randomly punching others, staring at them and shouting profanities is not going to be 'convinced' of anything, especially in that state. Also I'll double down and say that anyone that does that has a problem that needs addressing. That is way outside the bounds of 'I'm having a bad day' or 'In a bad mood' or 'I was triggered' etc..
When people learn that they get what they want by acting as assholes, why should they change?
In Germany we had a saying that it takes a whole village to raise a child. But these days if you tell a anti-social kid on the train to be more civil the parent tends to scold you.
For those who think otherwise, try putting yourself in someone else's place. What would it be like if heroin was the only thing silencing the voice in your head telling you to kill yourself or others? What if the system that aids you alternative ways of dealing with that condition was non-existent? What if all those things are true, but also your family is dead or has abandoned you?
I think he actually still got the job.
As a cyclist I never get into altercations but others do. I wonder how it will work out for them the next day when the road has to be shared again.
My suggestion is to always apologize even if you're not in the wrong, because getting into fights, or even angry, for silly things like that is not worth it.
So van driver took offence and chased me at high speed down a dual carriageway and on the bike/pedestrian path. I had to swap to the fast lane to get traffic between myself and the van, plus I pulled a calf muscle and had to put my feet up for a fortnight. Oh, I also had to take a different route to work.
I hadn't been the one with 'road rage', however I was riding quickly and I had put myself before a more needy road user when I could have held back. Why Mr Van Driver decided to boil over about it I will never know, but he had quite a posse in the van and they were having great fun throwing things at me. Maybe they routinely got a kick out of beating up cyclists, making a sport of it.
It is extraordinary what moves you consider safe to make on a bicycle in fast moving traffic when there is a van trying to kill you. The game of 'Frogger' seemed to offer greater life expectancy.
Having seen the darkside of confrontation I really saw no reason why anyone would want to do anything at all that could incite a genuine road rage incident such as what I had been subjected to. Absolute terror, but at the same time extremely thrilling as I did manage to deftly manoeuvre my bike to get bollards or vehicles between myself and the van of doom in ways you really need the adrenaline for.
Incidentally I escaped by doing a last minute 'cyclist only move' at a roundabout - a sharp right going against traffic to enter an industrial park. I took a few moments to collect myself and gingerly made my journey to work to find myself there very early!
The person next to you is different than you but is also the same as you. The person is real - not a media concocted persona based on how the person may look, what groups he may belong to or how the media interprets and communicates her assumed motivations.
Digital is great but there are still 24 hours in the day, so the opportunity cost for many of us, including me, is often human interaction. I for one am trying to increase my time with humans on the R train, and decrease my time with personas on social media.
> human interaction
Honestly, my relationship with the person next to me on the train feels more like the relationship between two cows on a cattle car.
Maybe you're riding a different line at a different time of day or something.
In most other cases the cattle car cows analogy is pretty apt.
Long waits at each stop, and tons of stops in between me and my destination, never reaching top speed for Long...
Meanwhile when it does stop I still need a car or bus to get to my destination. This is true in European cities as well, where the stop count gets absurd.
Now all of that is over. Everyone got pushed into the outer boroughs. There is a hipster bar next door to the building I was born in. Unimaginable twenty years ago. I left my hometown due to cost. Twice the price for a city that is half as fun as it used to be. But this article still shows the amount of diversity in the city.
There's definitely a White American identity, which is an innovation owing to suburbaniztion and television. Previously ethnically diverse white people assimilated as they left ethnic enclaves for the burbs. And for white people with deeper American roots, migration broke down regional American identities. It's a concept known as ethnogenesis.
While some insular white American identities persist in rural and small town America (Appalachian and Cajun come to mind), it's largely recent immigrants contrasting against a monolithic White American identity.
The guy who started it quit his job and decided to do something like 1,000 interviews or something like that with no real goal. a portrait of each human and asked the same line of questions but they usually got more personal.
Turned from a website to coffee table books and now makes millions and has a penthouse in the city.
Also lookup New York nico.
[0] https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/210783.Up_in_the_Old_Hot...
I was on the subway a few months ago when this mother left her kid at a different stop accidentally ( I'm sure he was safe ), maybe not the nicest thing to do, but I was in NYC for taking pics and got the moment here: https://www.instagram.com/p/BUlPWUMguSmtfh86RQymrzWcPC4L9YH8...
As I said, I just started it, so it has nothing yet, but I did find it serendipitous that this piece touched on a similar thing.
https://www.reddit.com/r/windowshots/comments/2v53wb/1_am_th...
...uh oh. Quarter life crisis in 5...4..3..
> I’m afraid I’ll die before I can upload my brain to the cloud and live forever in a video game.
If you think that's a good idea you should watch "Black Mirror".