Hello from New York City (4) - Staten Island and a Random Act of
Violence
The Staten Island Ferry is a fabulous institution. It is a huge
ferry that departs from a very modern, glass enclosed terminal,
holds several thousand people and in just about 20 minutes
whisks you over to Staten Island, very close to the Statue of
Liberty, and all this for free! One thing we really noticed
about New York City is that we definitely love the public
transportation system. With our week long pass we have been
hopping on an off subways as we please and we have found the
transit system to be very efficient, pretty clean and quite safe
(for the most part).
The Staten Island Ferry is a great insiders way of sneaking a
peak at the Statue of Liberty since it passes pretty close by
Ellis Island. Not close enough to take really great pictures
with a simple digital camera like mine, but I gave it a shot
anyway.
As we got off the ferry terminal on Staten Island I had a bit of
a hare-brained idea: I suggested that we board one of the buses
that was waiting there, just to hop on and ride around and see
the island. Of course I didn't have a bus map with me, didn't
have any literature about Staten Island, so didn't know where we
were going or what the major destinations were on the island. So
we got on the #46 bus without any idea where we were going or
how long it was going to take. (I guess I figured how big can
the island be? Well, it's bigger than I thought...).
But we saw a good chunk of Staten Island's neighbourhoods and
there are some pretty nice residential neighbourhoods, although
I had expected a more upscale, more landscaped environment. The
ethnic mix in the area seemed to be very much characterized by
Blacks and Latinos, at least those were pretty much the only
people getting on the bus. School had just ended so a bunch of
highschool kids had gotten on with us.
Well, we rode the darn bus until the end, which ended up being a
non-descript shopping mall called "West Shore Plaza", where we
ended up having a sandwich and strolling around in a sports
store which had amazingly good prices on most merchandise. Then
finally another bus showed up and we had to run to catch it.
It was a pretty non-eventful bus ride, people of all ages got on
and off, then two young black teenage boys got on, but didn't
pay. The bus driver didn't question them and we just continued
the ride. All of a sudden, I heard a big noise, like someone
fists hitting another person and all the people in the bus
turned around, and the two young men were beating up a young
short Latino teenager. It all took just a few seconds, right
before a bus stop. The whole event was too quick for anyone else
to react, although I have to say, the crowd showed compassion
and shock at what had happened. The minute the bus came to a
stop, the two guys jumped out and ran away.
Everybody was shocked. The Latino kid was sitting there,
rumpled, stunned, not seriously hurt, but had a very pained
expression on his face. After he had calmed down he explained
that about 8 kids were trying to extract money form him at the
bus stop, he said he didn't have any and gave them an expired
transit pass and 2 of the guys followed him onto the bus.
I have never personally witnessed public violence, so this was
very shocking to me and I was glad that the kid wasn't really
hurt. But I did feel very sorry for the victim and the whole
event left a bad taste in my mouth, particularly since we had
had the impression that New York City had felt so clean and
safe. As a matter of fact we had commented on that a number of
times, of how little litter there was in the street, how few
street people or hustlers there were, how there was no graffiti
in the subways, and how safe it felt to be taking transit at all
hours of the day. We heard that former mayor Rudy Giuliani as
well as current mayor Michael Bloomberg have really been
cleaning up the city, and it shows. I guess it still doesn't
prevent all violence from happening.
After our return to Manhattan we subwayed it all the way up to
103rd Street and essentially walked all the way down through
Central Park, admiring all the recreational facilities and the
beauty of this giant green space. Further south we strolled over
to 5th Avenue and then down into the Broadway Area just north of
Times Square, where we had some quick Italian food at Ray's
Pizza. The evening was pretty chilly, probably only about 12
degrees or so and past 11 we headed back home on the Q train,
processing the memories of another packed day and studying the
behaviour of our fellow transit riders all the way back.