So I was boarding my train at the North Hollywood station today around 9am. I sat down, while the train was parked, and could see two Sheriffs questioning a baggy pants wearing black man on a platform bench. They wanted to see his ticket. The man fumbled through his backpack, with deliberate slowness, and finally produced something that did not seem to satisfy law enforcement. So they handcuffed him.
At the same time, in my train car, a vagrant had his feet up on the seat. An MTA employee walked up to him and said loudly, “Sir, get your feet off the seat! Or I will throw you off the train!” When the man refused, the MTA clerk pulled the brake of the train, and summoned a deputy into the car. The deputy spoke to the vagrant and the man complied. Then the clerk said to the vagrant, “I’m putting you on Camera #25 so rest assured that you are being watched! Next time I ask you to take your feet off the seat, you had better listen!”
While it’s reassuring to see some law enforcement return to the MTA after months of watching vandalism rise, I now observe how rudely the officials treat the riding public. These are the mostly minority riders of LA public transit. They are spoken to, like misbehaving children, with a sneering contempt. But I respect the challenges of patrolling this system and the frustration of seeing how people behave. Tough love they call it, right?
But now I’m on the other side. I ride to work along with Maria, Carlos, Jose and Shewanna. We are the braceros.
I see now how a badge sees them.