Granting martial law powers to Metro General Manager Richard Sarles would normally be a bad idea, but I think we should all make an exception for this Sunday:
The idea behind No Pants is simple: Random passengers board a subway car at separate stops in the middle of winter without pants. The participants do not behave as if they know each other, and they all wear winter coats, hats, scarves, and gloves. The only unusual thing is their lack of pants.
Here at City Desk, we aren’t against whimsy. But this: Pasty, Improv Everywhere types crowding into the L’Enfant station, all giggling and ogling each other despite being in what is arguably the least sexy Metro station—-Washington deserves better.
Gothamist, which blogs about another city faced with this pantsless menace, has a good list of reasons this pantsless thing should stop. If you’re really hankering for some exhibitionism, just go have sex in Meridian Hill Park (except don’t, because in this topsy-turvey legal world, that’s a crime and not wearing pants on public transit isn’t).
In conclusion, nobody go to No Pants Subway Ride Day, and cut up the SmarTrips of people who do.
Photo by Matt Dunn.