Shortly after I huffily sat down in the back of the bus, an elderly man turned to me and said: "Isn't this wonderful? The pioneers would be amazed if they saw how we get around these days!"
I was a bit taken aback by his question, both because it came without warning and because it reflected the opposite mindset from the one I was experiencing. But it made me think. It doesn't matter how I think things are supposed to be; it doesn't matter what I or anyone else think we deserve in this enlightened, modern age. There is too much to be grateful for for people like me to mope about what we don't have.
I was reminded of this experience yesterday as we went out on the town for Pioneer Day.
I thought about all the service cuts the transit people of Utah have dealt with, even as other service is expanding--how the bus used to run on all the holidays; the late nights, Saturdays, and Sundays that many routes no longer run. I thought:
I wish more routes ran on Sundays and holidays.
I wish UTA had run any service at all on July 4th this year.
I wish the bus ran later.
I wish everybody took transit.
The pioneers would have been amazed.