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About a year ago the North-East Line expanded the Singapore MRT system with access to scenic locations like Clarke Quay -- previously a ten-minute walk from the City Hall MRT station -- or Punggol -- someday it'll be the Meadowlands of the Straits -- with some neat features. The trains on the station are fully automated, for one, with windows in front and back so you can stand up there and pretend to be an engineer. Nobody's tired of that yet. I have a wonderfully vertiginous picture showing what it looked like from up front. I think it's one of the best I've taken, and its 1024 by 768 counterpart is in my folder of desktop images. It's also fully subterranean, and the publicity for it said it was the first fully-automated heavy-traffic ordinary gauge railway in the world, which puts on enough qualifiers I suspect it's nothing of the kind.
The entire tunnel way was lit. The official reason for this was they wished to avoid the claustrophobic reactions completely dark tunnels can evoke, and lights were needed for emergency evacuations should a train be stalled. This, being a small point and not terribly important, roused the ire of one young man who was very concerned about the wasted electric (estimated at around S$300,000 worth per year) lighting up tunnels that didn't much need to be. The claustrophobia reason was kind of silly; after all, the trains were always lit, and nobody's had trouble with the underground portions of the North-South and the East-West lines. And if there were an emergency, there'd be all sorts of disruption anyway; what's the fuss having lights turn on as part of that?
After eight months of writing letters, getting them rejected, and writing back, again and again, he finally got SBS Transit to give in, and turn off the tunnel lights. Thus he showed us all that yes, one man can change the world, if he's set his sights on a tiny problem and pursued it with the tenacity of a guy continuing an argument in alt.fan.furry that began in 1992.
I don't want to overly belittle his efforts. I've got flashes of obsessive-compulsive disorder and I know when some thing, however trivial, grates against it, it can be almost physically painful. And yes, it is saving money, although given the number of riders per day it looks like they're not even saving hundredths of a cent per rider. Still. Eight months of letter-writing over this. Sheesh.
In other news I gave up on the online leave form. Filling out the ``how would you grade our online portal?'' survey I discovered 71.79 percent of users rated their experiences with the current system ``poor''. Granted mostly it's going to be people with a complaint who fill out the survey, but they really did figure out a way to make online services completely useless.
Trivia: In 1856, Portugal had its first railroad and telegraph lines. Source: Asimov's Chronology of the World: A History of the World from The Big Bang to Modern Times, Isaac Asimov.
Currently Reading: The Wanderer, Fritz Leiber. Alien juvenile delinquent tigress-women fly their two-tone planet to Earth -- to steal our Moon -- and our men!
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Date: 2004-05-31 09:04 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-05-31 09:43 am (UTC)--Chiaroscuro
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Date: 2004-06-01 03:51 am (UTC)I had a feeling there might be a response like that. I'll add the book to my ``to review'' pile. For the short summary, though, if I could assign a reading list before playing on Spindizzy, this is one of the books I'd put on the list, and I think the furry universe would be generally better off if it were more widely read.
Apart from amusing proto-furry sentiments (``the fantastic feline Venus in furs'' ... or Tigerishka -- the principal tigress described in that quote -- saying, ``Please excuse the monkey, he's ashamed of his nakedness. But I suppose you're ashamed, too. Really, you should both try fur!'') there are some marvelous paeans to originality and individuality, which seem rather more relevant after I've seen my estimated 649,482,002,038th generic vixen with magic powers. There are some other marvelously prescient quotes about what we'd today call the Global Village, too.
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Date: 2004-06-01 03:54 am (UTC)I should probably point out, by warning, that the principal tigress-woman in the novel has purple fur with green stripes, so while they may be very advanced socially (``read minds, throw thoughts, sail hyperspace, live forever if want, blow up suns -- all that sort stuff'' she explains of their ``superior galactic culture'') they're going to clash with anything you have on.
Clash.
Date: 2004-06-01 07:27 am (UTC)Oh, and purple and green... yikes. Reminds me of BattleCat. You know, the one who stalked alongside He-Man (for reasons I'll never truly grok.) Green and orange — ugh!
Re: Clash.
Date: 2004-06-01 08:09 am (UTC)Oh, Tigerishka could speak English perfectly well; she just affected the basic speech because she was annoyed at Paul and wanted him to feel he was being talked down to by someone who hated stooping to actual vocal speech, particularly after she made a slight error in her telepathic readings of Paul's thoughts and the thoughts of Paul's girlfriend's pet cat, who was accidentally abducted too. You can probably imagine what happened.
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Date: 2004-06-02 09:41 am (UTC)Purple fur with Green stripes. Ack! It's Battlecat!
--Chiaroscuro