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As I said, I don’t think it’s outlandish or unreasonable for the law to require cabbies to accept every fare (though I think it’s unwise). Accomodations should be reasonable and avoid undue hardship. If the situation really were making it difficult for people to find a cab that would carry them, and no other solution presented itself, it might very well warrant government intervention.
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As far as govt intervention, the excuse usually given for such intrusion into private “contracts” is that the gummit is granting a monopoly, and in exchange, the cab companies give up some rights and accept some regulation. Remember that (most? all?) cities restrict the number of cabs allowed and who can enter the business, so capitalistic competition doesn’t exist.
This reminds me of the problem Godfrey Cambridge wrote about ca. 1960’s, “My taxi problem and ours”, about the difficulty of getting a NYC cab.[sup]*[/sup] Having won awards for his acting, and leaving the award ceremony dressed in a tuxedo, he found that cab drivers raced by him, or used such excuses as “I really like you people, but I’m not going to Harlem” (neither was Godfrey). Cambridge looked up the taxi ordinance and found that cabs were required to pick up passengers by law, unless they were carrying “foul or evil-smelling packages”. Since he rarely carried such, he began writing down the cab numbers of the ones who refused him and filing complaints, which were typically thrown out of court when the cabbie said “I didn’t see him” (since Cambridge was a large man, that’s difficult to believe unless there were no street lights).
I wonder if this story has a parallel here – cabbies refuse to pick up passengers because of their prejudice. Certainly race bigotry was so deeply ingrained in some that it might be called a religion.
- I can’t find the article online. It appeared in Monacle, an obscure publication edited by Marvin Kitman. An interesting aside – Cambridge found in court that if he didn’t “have words” with the driver, the court assumed no violation occured. So he began carrying a pocketful of large steel ball bearings, and when a cab whizzed by, Cambridge would zing one thru the windshield. He said not only did the steel balls make him look like a colored Captain Queeg, but he also “had words” with most drivers right away.