Mathematicians determine jumping turnstiles cheaper than paying for the subway

The Metropolitan Transportation Authority’s subway division estimated fare-beaters entered without paying 18.5 million times in 2009 – an astounding average of 50,684 a day. Cops issued just 120,000 summonses that year.

Evaders have a small chance of getting a summons, so small that not paying for a ride makes economic sense to some straphangers, a new study shows.

A routine subway-fare scofflaw can expect to get hit with a $100 fine every six to 13 weeks, MTA analysts found.

Daniel Predergast and Pete Donohue, N.Y. Daily News.

Well first of all, if the MTA is looking to discourage turnstile-jumping, maybe its analysts should hush up about how easy and cost-effective it is to regularly jump the turnstiles.

Also, I bet if it’s that easy to ride the subway for free, regular turnstile-jumpers almost never get caught, so the once-every-six-weeks thing isn’t even accurate. I bet the people who do get caught are inexperienced “scofflaws” who don’t bother checking to see if there are police around, like the woman quoted in the story who apparently didn’t notice the three cops ready to ticket her for her transgression.

Of course, that means you can’t rely on turnstile-jumping for all your transit needs, unless you’re willing to travel only at times convenient for free riding.

Just wondering

This is a pointless hypothetical, but I’m just wondering:

If Jose Reyes were doing this for, I don’t know, the Brewers, and there was talk that the Mets wanted to pursue him as a free agent this offseason, how do you think you’d feel about it?

Because I’ll say this: If that were the case, knowing what I know about myself, how I often approach baseball and how I fixate on stuff, I fear I might be filling up this site with long, boring screeds about why the Mets shouldn’t be pursuing Reyes.

I’d point to the history of injuries, mishandled or not, and say how bad an idea it would be to get involved in a long-term deal with a player that has already demonstrated a shaky-at-best ability to stay on the field. And I’d argue that signing a guy to a huge contract coming off a batting average-fueled career year represented a potential buy-high mistake.

Of course, I’ve watched Reyes play this season, so I’m biased toward the man and can’t actually think that. Plus, even if Reyes comes back to Earth a bit — as he almost has to — he’s still an elite 28-year-old shortstop, not the type of free agent that hits the market very often.

Ultimately, I suppose, it comes down to how much money and how many years it will take to lock him up. Obviously.

Man parks car after it has been mauled by bear hungry for Chicken McNuggets

“A bear destroyed my car looking for Chicken McNuggets,” he said. “I’m shocked.”

As he parked his car in front of The Palace Hotel on Broadway – after returning from a four-day excursion in the wilderness – he didn’t expect the same reaction from passersby.

“What happened,” said one onlooker.

Carlos Silva Jr., Las Cruces Sun-News.

If you ever click-through to any link from this site ever, please make it this one. And note that the headline — “Bear ransacks car in hunt for fast-food treat” — is misleading. This is decidedly not a story about a bear destroying a car for Chicken McNuggets. Very few details are given about the bear’s actual attack on the car and McNuggets.

Nay, this is decidedly a newspaper story about a man whose car had been attacked by a bear parking that car in Silver City, New Mexico, to the wonderment of townsfolk. What the bear did to the car is secondary to how the people of Silver City reacted when they saw what the bear did to the car.

And we learn precious little about the Chicken McNuggets. The story makes it seem — however vaguely — like the bear attack happened on Leroy Griego’s four-day excursion to the Gila Wilderness, but that sure doesn’t sound like the type of place you could readily find Chicken McNuggets. In fact, according to Google Maps, the nearest McDonald’s to the Gila Wilderness is in Silver City proper, so… well, I have questions about this story.

Did Griego and his friends bring McNuggets from Silver City into the Gila Wilderness, not eat them, and leave them in the car for several days before some bear finally became overwhelmed with temptation and mauled their car? Or did the bear attack their car and eat their McNuggets early in their stay but not discourage them from enjoying the remainder of their vacation? Also, did the bear try one of the new sauces? Are they really just the same as the Chicken Selects sauces?

In related news, I ate Chicken McNuggets for the first time in several years on Saturday. Turns out they’re still pretty tasty. My local McDonald’s has a big parking lot in back, and one row of parking spots right next to where the drive-thru lane lets out. People pull in to those spots and sit in their cars and eat the food they’ve just gotten from the window. I suspect this might be the saddest place in the world, especially when you specifically asked for the new Sweet Chili sauce and got plain-old barbecue sauce instead.

Via Andrew.

 

Wake me up when Carlos Beltran gets traded

Fun fact: I got kicked out of the National Honor Society in high school. Among other transgressions, I used to show up to the “mandatory,” rarely used free tutoring availability we provided younger students, tape a sign somewhere that said, “wake if you need tutoring,” then put my head down on the desk. It was a wise-assy thing to do; I can hardly sleep in my own bed, no less on some hard desk in a high-school math office. I just wanted to make some stupid point about my having to give up my one free period for a service no one ever took advantage of. Meanwhile I could have just not shown up at all, or not applied to the National Honor Society in the first place. Confusing time, high school.

Anyway, in the last few hours, the news cycle on Carlos Beltran trade rumors has turned over three times. He has been speculatively traded, then not traded, to the Braves, Giants, Phillies, Rangers and Red Sox. The Mets are getting back a top prospect, or not a top prospect, or a collection of mid-level prospects. The Mets could sweeten the deal with another player, or they will refuse to trade anyone but Beltran because this is by no means a fire sale.

The trade deadline is supposed to be good for traffic around these parts, but it sure hasn’t been here, so presumably you’ve caught on by now that I don’t get too worked up over all the rumors and speculation this time of year. Consider this the blogging equivalent of me putting my head down on the desk in the math office. I don’t care to continue keeping up with the Carlos Beltran trade rumors. We’ll see what the Mets get back in a trade for Beltran if and when the Mets trade Beltran.

Of course, again I’m full of it. I can’t sleep on desks and I can’t pull myself away from this nonsense every July. Just allow me to maintain some sense of ironic detachment, is all.

Guy who knows Catsmeat eats Doritos Loco Taco

You know Catsmeat from the comments section here. This guy knows him from real life, apparently. I am insanely jealous of this guy, not because he real-life knows Catsmeat — though I’m sure that’s plenty cool — but because he stopped in Toledo for a Doritos Loco Taco. Look at how happy he is:

I think he’s got it wrong about the taco wrapper thing, though. He suggests the taco wrapper is to maintain the structural integrity of the taco. If that were the case, they’d have to provide it with every taco, right? I bet the wrapper is so you (and the Taco Bell employee) don’t get Dorito powder on your fingers. Very courteous, Taco Bell.

SIERA missed

At Baseball Prospectus, Colin Wyers explains why the site is abandoning its ERA estimator SIERA and details some of the failures of that stat and xFIP compared to FIP and plain-old ERA. It’s a dense read, but worth the effort. It’s a good reminder that all the best efforts to assess baseball teams and players are always works in progress. It’s fun — and valuable, in my opinion — to stay up on the latest thinking, but if you want to cite any one stat as gospel, you should remember that there’s a pretty good chance it’ll go out of vogue within a couple of years.

Flock of seagulls

It is a perennial late-game conversation starter at Giants home games: “How do the gulls know to swarm to the ballpark during the ninth inning?”…

This season, the Western gulls, which nest on Alcatraz and other nearby shorelines, have been swooping into stands even earlier, gobbling up dropped fries, soiling fans and prompting officials to consider using falcons to chase them away.

John Upton, N.Y. Times.

Do it. Do it.

Of course, the article goes on to detail how the falcons would be professionally controlled, curtailing my fantasy of a scenario wherein the Giants were then forced to bring in some larger bird of prey to control the out-of-control falcon population, and so on, turning every night at AT&T Park into an airborne avian royal rumble.

Also, it’s worth noting that I really hate seagulls. Like way more so than most urban and suburban scavenger pests. Is that worth noting?