If you are anti-Uber, you are basically admitting that you hate the environment, you want to see more drunk drivers on the roads, and, most importantly, you hate ice cream, puppies and America. Are you sure this is the position you want to be taking?
The lesson to our urban planners and politicians is obvious: figure out where supply equals demand, and charge the appropriate price for the privilege to park a car on public streets. People will pay it.
The blonde jumped in front of him and raised her arm, shaking it like an eager student with the right answer. He couldn't let her win and so he jumped right in front of her. She scowled as a car with an "On Duty" sign pulled to the curb.
When you're out, about, and fully engaged in your New York City hustle, there's one particular experience capable of granting you a little space all your own to catch your breath and use exactly as you see fit: Cab rides.
"Some of the safest drivers in the world are behind New York City taxis," David Yasskey says. "But accidents still can happen." If you've ridden in a NYC taxi even once, you know how grossly inauthentic this message feels.