Good news! The 24th St BART escalator is working!
Here we see the escalator in its new spin cycle. This is a new feature added by BART engineers to clear the escalator of HUMAN WASTE.
When work crews pulled open a broken BART escalator at San Francisco’s Civic Center Station last month, they found so much human excrement in its works they had to call a hazardous-materials team.
While the sheer volume of human waste was surprising, its presence was not. Once the stations close, the bottom of BART station stairwells in downtown San Francisco are often a prime location for homeless people to camp for the night or find a private place to relieve themselves.
All those biological excretions can gum up the wheels and gears of BART’s escalators, shutting them down for long periods of extended repairs, increasing station cleaning costs and creating an unpleasant aroma for morning commuters.
Thus far, BART has blamed this on:
1) the main drive gear
2) an overly-sensitive sensor
We should have a contest to guess what’s next on BART’s checklist. I’m guessing:
Reader @doogiehowsahthinks the timing is suspect:
Wow, it’s such an interesting coincidence that as the story of BART neglecting Mission stations started to gain traction, this story suddenly comes out, blaming dirty poor people for the problem.
We clearly need to wrap the escalator and all BART passengers in vinyl.
On the other hand, here’s a trippy panorama of the 24th St BART foyer:
24th St BART Escalator Update:
No escalating. But a new sign!
Hey, wait, July’s almost August. Aaahh, I see, this memo is actually from May.
Anyway, I’m guessing we’ve passed the point of a “minor” repair? I say we just skip this escalation and implement Futurama-style pneumatic tubes. Though if this continues, the flux could build up to such a level that some passengers might enter a vortex and find themselves back in an alternate 1960s where we had BART hovercraft.
UPDATE: Mission Loc@l reports that there’s an oversensitive sensor to blame:
The escalator is back in service most of the time but there is a sensor that stops the escalator if a certain weight is exceeded. Technicians have made some adjustments to make the device less sensitive. Hopefully, that will work and will keep the escalator in service.
Vic Wong summarizes this for us:
24th St BART escalator update: still broken.
The estimated repair date is now IN THE PAST.
Also, if BART ever hits 88 miles per hour, you might end up at the Smile Awhile Tavern.
Dear BART: it’s not like society just invented escalators. This is a fairly well-understood technology, used world-wide.
How many dedicated escalator repair personnel do you have? How many spare parts do you hold onsite? Why does this escalator keep breaking?
As a completely unfair comparison, I present you the much bigger (and very deep) Moscow subway. Not only are the stations prettier, but they keep the escalators running:
How do you keep them running?
“People,” Likhachev says. His division has a staff of 3,000. It has workers posted at every station during operating hours. It has a 20-member emergency rapid response team. It also has its own factory churning out spare parts, “so we don’t have to rely on suppliers.”
This is not to say that all escalators work all the time, because they don’t. But let’s be clear about one thing: “We do not have escalators out of order,” Likhachev says. “We close some for repair.”
The esteemed time travel team at Pastmapper have released a little bit of history that you can hold in your hand — behold the Pastmapper iPhone app that lets you check into the ghosts of restaurants and bars past. The sixties welcomes you:
@bradvertising has started with 1966, with more years coming. But it’s fascinating to dig in and see what was where when. The Smile Awhile Tavern (aka proto-Farolito Bar) welcomes you:
You get more points for checking in close to the place, but fret not, I will destroy you on the leaderboard.
Anyway, more detail over on Pastmapper, so turn on, check in, and drop a note.
Better late than never, an animated GIF of breakdancing/kung-fu fighting from Sunday Streets:
This guy was also doing that Russian kick-dancing thing (kazachok/prisyadka?) which was pretty awesome. Almost made up for the Dennis Richmond Band getting shut down by the cops thanks to the parents of the kids band playing by the library, or so the rumor goes.
Anyone know where it is? This seriously bums me out.
The Dennis Richmond Band, live at Sunday Streets!
(For those with a long Mission Mission memory, more here.)
Dear San Francisco. I demand Hong Kong street noodles. Immediately.
Someone please make a single-serving web site for the status of the Valencia Street Swing.
Hmm, graffiti or art?
I do like the koi:
The ants are OK (though the artistic merit of something I am currently battling in my kitchen is debatable.)
What the hell? Does this suck or did they get interrupted? (Also, no Sutro? get with the program.)
We’re passing through the magnetic field.
The Facebook IPO is already changing the Mission:
H/T to @cowperthwait
Sara, we agree. (Valencia between 26th & Southern California.)
Construction of the Bay Area’s newest launch facility is on time and under budget.
(click to zoom)
(I think we can all agree this is a better use of the park than the great strip miming travesty of ’11.)
Station SF-420 will be integrated into the Bay Area command and control system by summer.
Arlen captured this sad pigeon a few months back.
Could this explain the tragic pigeon cannibalism we see all too often in the Mission? Kind of like when hungry Looney Tunes characters see each other as dinner?
Though let’s be honest — this is in poor taste. Cheetos suck when compared to Hawkins Cheezies.
These are *so* much better than Cheetos you have NO IDEA. Hell, *I’d* eat a pigeon if it had a bag of Cheezies on its head.
(Also, the image search for Cheetos is pretty damn freaky.)
Neighboring Bernalwood alerts us to new Google Street View imagery! Not only are Bernal and La Lengua out of the Google black hole, but the Mission has updated images.
This guy in front of Pi Bar was happy to see the Google Prius:
In fact, he held this pose for quite some time:
Most impressively, he managed to keep his feet in EXACTLY THE SAME POSITION as Google drove by, yet he continued to move down the sidewalk. That, my friends, is talent.
Someone just got shot at Mission & Fair. It happened pretty fast. I was across the street and thought it was a backfire until I saw a guy hopping away being helped by friends. It may have been a drive-by but I’m really not sure.
The good news was the cops were there in under a minute, and a pretty impressive response. Pictures below (sorry they are so light streaky but I had just ordered pupusas).
I have no idea what this means. Is this a Debaser reference? A Minnesotan pining for home? Warning of a pending heat wave? A Tibetan or Burmese sympathizer? Just barely obtuse?