This very morning I went to pick up a friend who was riding Chicago to Pittsburgh. The train was due to arrive at 5:00 AM, giving me plenty of time to get her home and get myself to work by 8:00. But knowing how these things tend to unfold, I was savvy: I told my boss that I might not be in until 9:30 or so, giving myself enough headroom to breathe even if the train was an unthinkable three hours late.
I was naive. The train was five hours late.
Meanwhile, I have friends who work for companies who write the software that control train scheduling throughout the country. After what they've seen, they refuse to ride on trains, and from the stories they've told I don't blame them.
It's easy to attempt to excuse this state of affairs. Our rail infrastructure is some of the oldest in the world. The country is huge and sparsely populated. The system was designed for hauling freight, not passengers. But none of that keeps me from reading pieces like the recent HN article on Japan's bullet train (http://www.theguardian.com/cities/2014/sep/30/-sp-shinkansen...) and longing for something so punctual and efficient.