The
F Word Line – A MUNIficent Mess
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So what does MUNI do
about this? The Australians would say, “two fifths of
bugger all.” |
By Guy Span
Ferry commuters who use MUNI’s F-Line up
the Embarcadero receive a daily dose of abuse. Punishingly
brutal crowding is the standard fare, as hundreds of commuters
try to cram into the antique streetcars that clank their way
up and back. MUNI has long been aware of the problem, but has
yet to take any action that alleviates the severe overcrowding
and instead, trumpets it as a “success.”
This curmudgeon says MUNI is aware of the
problem because he has written reasonably civil letters (given
the continuing provocations) to General Manager Michael T.
Burns, who responds with wonderfully written apologies that
promise nothing. “The new F-Line is popular beyond
expectations…” wrote Mr. Burns, chief apologist for the
MUNIserable transit service in August of 2000. Two years later
and with the addition of some Embarcadero shuttle cars and the
elimination of the idiotic turn-back program (where cars
turned back on Market Street and ignored the Embarcadero), we
find the service is still miserable. In the late afternoon,
the streetcars have long since been filled to full crush
capacity even before they get to Bay Street and blow off all
the rest of the patrons en route to the Ferry Building. The
regulars call it going “Express.”
One of the reasons the line is so crowded is
that in addition to all those commuters who used to suffer the
same indignities when MUNI erratically operated the service
with the 32 bus line, we now have tourists out to enjoy the
Disneyland feel of historic trolleys. But worse than that,
these nifty little suckers break down a lot, so the full quota
of cars can’t go out. So what does MUNI do about this? The
Australians would say, “two fifths of bugger all.” And the
result is there are fewer cars in service, so you have to get
even more people on them, achieving full crush capacity
sooner, so they go “express” even earlier, which irritates
the living daylights out of all those waiting further down the
line.
So why do these cars break down? Streetcars,
like most vehicles, have a standard capacity design load,
where they operate comfortably and reliably. However, no one
designs a system to operate continuously at the upper end –
it’s just not practical to overbuild by that much of a
margin.
Therefore, due to the heavy patronage
and erratic service, our streetcars have to cram in lots of
standees (and people are heavy), but this puts the traction
motors, suspension and braking systems operating closer to
their upper end design limits. When you operate at the limit
every stinking workday (as these cars do), the cars will fail
sooner. Remember, most of these streetcars were built in the
1950s or earlier and are being pushed really hard (even though
recently rebuilt).
Some types can be loaded heavier than
others. The orange Milan (Italy) cars from the 1920s have an
interior that only BART would want to emulate with its new “shorter
trains save money” policy. You see this interior design has
eliminated lots of seats by placing a bench along both sides
of the car body, leaving a huge space for standees and making
it the ideal type of car for the F-Line. Given the price
($10,000 a copy) we can probably put up with these clunky and
incredibly loud cars because we can cram so many extra
passengers in, cheek to jowl. It’s a real “get to know
your neighbor” kind of experience that we could only wish on
MUNI managers.
These bright orange cars were built to an
American design and are known as “Peter Witt” cars, named
after a Cleveland city transit official that designed this
streetcar to be operated with just one man, saving the expense
of having a conductor to collect fares. MUNI, being denser
than a collapsed star, has placed the fare machine where it is
difficult for the motorman to supervise, so a conductor
usually assists with the operation. And of course the
conductor is just taking up standing room, as once the car
gets reasonably full, no one can make their way to the fare
box even if they were inclined to pay for the experience.
And what were they thinking when they
designed ugly, modern transit shelters to complement the
historic light poles, old-style paving and antique streetcars?
And mounted on these hideous shelters is a “schedule” that
advises in rush hour we can expect a streetcar once every
seven minutes (maybe in your dreams). And what’s worse is
that the streetcar operators each have a schedule, defining
the time that they are expected to be at each ugly station.
However, the public is not to be trusted with that sort of
thing (even though the Australians have had scheduled trams in
Melbourne for years). It appears that MUNI is concerned that
publishing a schedule might create expectations. Trust me on
this one, no one who rides the F-Line has any expectations,
other than the sure knowledge that one should leave enough
time to walk to one’s destination (the regulars refer to
this as “the MUNI exercise program”).
Is there a solution? Of course there is. We
could hire any number of campaign-contributing, sole-sourced
(without competitive bidding) transit consultants to help out,
like they did during the BIG meltdown. Consultants essentially
borrow your watch and tell you what time it is (for lots of
pay, of course). So the consultants would eventually get
around to asking the streetcar operators for their opinions.
An operator would say, “Gee boss, it’s
kind of rough in the evening, even when we are not short of
cars. How about grabbing some of the empty buses deadheading
up and down the Embarcadero and run them in service on the
right-of-way? They won’t lose much time because they’ll
bypass the traffic and that’ll take the pressure off, where
we might stick to the schedule.” And guess what? With the
crush loadings reduced, the streetcars might last longer and
the tourists might have a better impression of our fair city.
Short of that, the abused F-Line riders can
only hope that the Chief Apologist for MUNI will wander down
about 5:15 p.m. and take a ride with us and really get to know
how much we enjoy the historic streetcar service and what a
terrific success it all is. Watch your wallet though; those
crowds make pickpocket work a lot easier.