NYC subway workers have just gone on strike for the first time in 25 years and only the third time ever. Many, many desis were on both sides of these negotiations.
Everyone has been glued to the TV sets at the gym for the last few days. Asking random strangers about strike status is as commonplace as asking for The Score when the Yankees are in the World Series.
Coming home from the city tonight, fellow passengers were sharing gossip about whether trains turned into pumpkins after the strike deadline at midnight. We buttonholed the conductors of passing trains. None of them knew any more than we did. Boarding the train, we knew that we could be kicked off at any stop and be forced to walk the rest of the way home. The atmosphere was a little bit like the East Coast blackout, but with less promise of impromptu rooftop parties followed by a baby boom.
Along with thousands of others, I’ll be walking across the Williamsburg Bridge today to get to my beloved gym and bookstore, suffering little inconvenience other than a warmly bundled, 40-minute walk in 23 degree weather.
Meanwhile, millions of workers will be showing up at friends’ houses at 6 am to share rides to work. Large swaths of the island are now off-limits to cars with less than four riders or an equivalent number of convincing mannequins. Those who toil at large companies will expense cab rides and hotel rooms; those who don’t will take over the couches of friends in the city. There will be a run on bicycles.
The greatest ill effects, of course, will be suffered by two very different groups: emergency victims stuck in life-threatening traffic jams, and transit workers themselves, who will be docked both pay and penalties for every day of the strike. It seems almost ungracious to mention that a subway strike the week before Christmas will slam retailers in what’s normally the most profitable week of the year.
Because few in NYC own cars, the strike is illegal under state law. The union is reportedly asking for 6% annual raises for the next three years and wants fewer disciplinary actions, while management is offering an average of 3.5% and asking for a reduction in pension costs. The gap appears too wide to be easily bridged. What’s odd about the impasse is that it comes on the heels of a fare hike and a surplus that had the transportation authority making rides free some weekends over the holidays.
The strike took place with Saddam-like bluster:
Roger Toussaint, union president: “… this is a fight over whether hard work will be rewarded with a decent retirement… We did not want a strike, but evidently the M.T.A., the governor and the mayor did…”Michael Bloomberg, mayor: “… it is a cowardly attempt by Roger Toussaint and the T.W.U. to bring the city to its knees to create leverage for its own bargaining positions.” [Link]
A strike is an exception; a strike indicates a sickness, a severe system breakdown. Surely there’s a better way to make a deal than periodic, televised gladiatorial bouts between charismatic individuals. High-stakes, 3 am negotiations are drama fit for businesses and peace treaties, not basic affordances. All the posturing masks the fact that mass transit in New York is a critical system and must not be held hostage to bad leadership.
Thousands of desis dot the MTA, no pun intended. Although not as common as desi cab drivers, you sometimes hear the inimitable desi accent over the loudspeaker on a train. My own theory on this is that government work, steady jobs and Indian Railways jobs in particular were all highly prized when the post-‘65 generation was growing up.
Of MTA’s 65,000 workers, a whopping 2,500 [~4%] are estimated to be of Indian origin, arguably the largest number in any single business enterprise on the East Coast. Some of them are completing over two decades of service… Indians are serving in signals, train operators, dispatchers and token agents. “Earlier there were no Indians at all, but now you’ll see the proportion is very high compared to the general population. it’s a very big change in the last 25 years,” says Thalappillil…
Indian American engineers especially were instrumental in revitalizing the deteriorating subway system… Nagaraja, as president of Capital Construction Company, is overseeing this multi-billion dollar effort… Mala is as an associate transit management analyst, who estimates that several hundred Indian American women work in the MTA… [Link]
Lots of these engineers are Malayalee:
Why are so many from Kerala? Well, Nair has a theory that since tests are an important part of the application and promotion process and as Kerala is the most literate state in India, Keralites seem to do very well in the MTA. Another contributing factor is that many immigrants from Kerala accompanied their wives, who were in the nursing profession and who came into the United States in the ’70s when there was a big demand for medical personnel. [Link]
In her new novel The Inheritance of Loss, Kiran Desai ponders the humor of a country being perpetually ahead of America by time zone but behind by most other gauges. What tickles my funny bone is that New York counts on desis to make the trains run on time.
Perhaps most ironic given who’s most likely to be profiled, bag-searched and shot mistakenly, capital spending on subway security is headed by brown men:
… Nagaraja leads the MTA’s multi-billion dollar capital system expansion projects, including… a new Second Avenue Subway… He also handles the MTA Security Program, which is a $600 million security improvement program… [program manager] Ashok Patel is managing the entire security program… [Link]
The guy managing the rebuilding of the World Trade Center transit hub after the towers came down is also desi:
Uday Durg, who is program manager for the Lower Manhattan project, is overseeing the Fulton Street transit center and the South Ferry tunnel rehab, a $750 million project that connects the World Trade Center to South Street Seaport. [Link]
Others working closer to customers face the inevitable racial epithets:
[Raju] George… [has] been working as a token booth clerk since 1988… Sometimes he would encounter angry customers who would yell to him to go back to India or call him Gandhi. [Link]
The strike is reminiscent of the hartal at Heathrow (related: A sea of brown closes Heathrow down).
Update: See strike-related photos.




