New York
Fate of Congestion Pricing Is Likely to Be Decided in Fall or Later
Good morning. It’s Wednesday. Today we’ll look at why congestion pricing will continue into the fall, if not longer. We’ll also get details on the Trump administration’s move to take away $325 million in grants to New York State, much of which would have gone toward flood mitigation in New York City.
What will happen to congestion pricing now that state and federal officials have agreed to a court timeline that will probably keep it going into the fall, if not somewhat longer?
Will the Trump administration, which has raised the prospect of cutting funding for mass transit projects in New York State, find a new way to pressure Gov. Kathy Hochul and the Metropolitan Transportation Authority to stop charging drivers entering the “congestion relief zone” south of 60th Street in Manhattan?
The answers are not clear.
Some transit watchers say the agreement on a timeline is a win-win for the transit agency and for the Trump administration. As long as litigation is underway in the case — which was brought by the M.T.A. — the agency can collect tolls and use the revenue to borrow more. And the Trump administration can continue to say it is fighting congestion pricing.
One of Trump’s most prominent antagonists will be fighting for the M.T.A. Roberta Kaplan, who represented the writer E. Jean Carroll in sexual assault and defamation lawsuits against Trump, is representing the transit agency and signed the letter that laid out the timeline.
The transit agency hired Kaplan in 2023 when New Jersey filed a lawsuit to block congestion pricing. The M.T.A. was not named as a defendant but joined the case anyway; a 72-page decision from Judge Leo Gordon in U.S. District Court in New Jersey allowed New York to go ahead with congestion pricing while the federal authorities addressed his concerns.
What the new timeline will mean for deadlines set by Sean Duffy, the secretary of transportation, remains to be seen. Last month Duffy extended his initial March 21 deadline to stop collecting the tolls to April 20 — 11 days from now.
In announcing the new deadline, Duffy issued what was widely seen as an implicit threat to federal funding for New York. Addressing Hochul in a social media post, he said that “your open disrespect towards the federal government is unacceptable” and that “continued noncompliance will not be taken lightly.”
In a social media post on Tuesday, the Department of Transportation said it still expected the toll to end in mid-April.
Congestion pricing has been a financial success for the M.T.A., billing about $100 million in tolls in March. The agency can leverage that money to borrow billions more for its capital plan, which calls for long-overdue upgrades to the subway system and to the buses and commuter rail lines that it also operates.
In March, about 2.5 million fewer vehicles entered the tolling zone, compared with the historical average — a 13 percent drop in traffic, according to M.T.A. data. Congestion pricing is credited with shortening commutes for drivers and bus passengers, while pedestrian traffic and retail sales have not dwindled, as some opponents had feared.
“It has worked in taking the peak of the traffic off the streets,” said Mitchell Moss, a professor of urban policy and planning at New York University and the former director of the Rudin Center for Transportation there.
The letter signed by Kaplan said that the M.T.A. and federal officials would abide by a timeline that would not resolve the dispute until at least late July. The letter noted that the administration had “unilaterally announced shifting deadlines by which, they claim, tolling ‘must cease.’”
Lawyers for the transit agency had “specifically asked” whether the federal government was considering “any unilateral action” on or after April 20 that might prompt the M.T.A. to seek an injunction, the letter said.
“The federal defendants did not have information to provide,” the letter said.
Weather
Expect a sunny sky with a high near 51 degrees. The evening will be partly cloudy with a low around 40.
ALTERNATE-SIDE PARKING
In effect until Saturday (Passover).
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$300 million in disaster prevention aid to New York is cut
Separately, FEMA has terminated $188 million in grants to the city to care for migrants, arguing that the money is being used to support illegal immigration.
The cuts in disaster prevention funding include $100 million for storm water mitigation measures in East Elmhurst, Queens, and in central Harlem. An additional $11 million, money that was to go toward a storm surge barrier for the Polo Grounds Towers public housing development and a public school, is also being cut. A further $20 million has been cut from storm water mitigation projects at three public housing developments in Brooklyn.
And $42 million was cut that would have gone to a project to reduce the risk of flooding at South Street Seaport in Lower Manhattan.
Hochul called the cuts “shortsighted” and “a massive risk to public safety” because assistance from FEMA “has been critical to help us rebuild.” FEMA said that close to $1 billion — grants that had been awarded nationally but not paid out — would go back to the Treasury Department.
Kayla Mamelak Altus, a spokeswoman for Mayor Eric Adams, said that one purpose of the FEMA funding was to save the federal government money it might otherwise have to spend on disaster relief.
“Multiple studies have shown that $1 spent in advance saves $6 in response and recovery costs down the line,” she said. “This incredible return on investment is why we have already reached out to our federal partners, but are also simultaneously reviewing our legal options.”
METROPOLITAN diary
Ferry Farewell
Dear Diary:
On a February afternoon, I met my cousins at the Staten Island Ferry Terminal. Their spouses and several of our very-grown children were there too. I brought Prosecco, a candle, a small speaker to play music, photos and a poem.
We were there to recreate the wedding cruise of my mother, Monica, and my stepfather, Peter. They had gotten married at City Hall in August 1984. She was 61, and he, 71. It was her first marriage, and his fourth.
I was my mother’s witness that day. It was a late-in-life love story, and they were very happy. Peter died in 1996, at 82. My mother died last year. She was 100.
Peter’s ashes had waited a long time, but finally they were mingled with Monica’s. The two of them would ride the ferry a last time and then swirl together in the harbor forever. Cue the candles, bubbly, bagpipes and poems.
Two ferry workers approached us. We knew we were in trouble: Open containers and open flames were not allowed on the ferry.
My cousin’s husband, whispering, told the workers what we were doing and said we would be finished soon.
They walked off, and then returned. They said they had spoken to the captain, and they ushered us to the stern for some privacy. As the cup of ashes flew into the water, the ferry horn sounded two long blasts.
— Caitlin Margaret May
New York
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Two Stops
Dear Diary:
It was a drizzly June night in 2001. I was a young magazine editor and had just enjoyed what I thought was a very blissful second date — dinner, drinks, fabulous conversation — with our technology consultant at a restaurant in Manhattan.
I lived in Williamsburg at the time, and my date lived near Murray Hill, so we grabbed a cab and headed south on Second Avenue.
“Just let me out here,” my date said to the cabby at the corner of 25th Street.
We said our goodbyes, quick and shy, knowing that we would see each other at work the next day. I was giddy and probably grinning with happiness and hope.
“Oh boy,” the cabby said, shaking his head as we drove toward Brooklyn. “Very bad.”
“What do you mean?” I asked in horror.
“He doesn’t want you to know exactly where he lives,” the cabby said. “Not a good sign.”
I spent the rest of the cab ride in shock, revisiting every moment of the date.
Happily, it turned out that my instinct about it being a great date was right, and the cabby was wrong. Twenty-four years later, my date that night is my husband, and I know that if your stop is first, it’s polite to get out so the cab can continue in a straight line to the next stop.
Ferry Farewell
Dear Diary:
On a February afternoon, I met my cousins at the Staten Island Ferry Terminal. Their spouses and several of our very-grown children were there too. I brought Prosecco, a candle, a small speaker to play music, photos and a poem.
We were there to recreate the wedding cruise of my mother, Monica, and my stepfather, Peter. They had gotten married at City Hall in August 1984. She was 61, and he, 71. It was her first marriage, and his fourth.
I was my mother’s witness that day. It was a late-in-life love story, and they were very happy. Peter died in 1996, at 82. My mother died last year. She was 100.
Peter’s ashes had waited a long time, but finally they were mingled with Monica’s. The two of them would ride the ferry a last time and then swirl together in the harbor forever. Cue the candles, bubbly, bagpipes and poems.
Two ferry workers approached us. We knew we were in trouble: Open containers and open flames were not allowed on the ferry.
My cousin’s husband, whispering, told the workers what we were doing and said we would be finished soon.
They walked off, and then returned. They said they had spoken to the captain, and they ushered us to the stern for some privacy. As the cup of ashes flew into the water, the ferry horn sounded two long blasts.
Unacceptable
Dear Diary:
I went to a new bagel store in Brooklyn Heights with my son.
When it was my turn to order, I asked for a cinnamon raisin bagel with whitefish salad and a slice of red onion.
The man behind the counter looked up at me.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I can’t do that.”
Teresa
Dear Diary:
It was February 2013. With a foot of snow expected, I left work early and drove from New Jersey warily as my wipers squeaked and snow and ice stuck to my windows.
I drove east on the Cross Bronx Expressway, which was tied up worse than usual. Trucks groaned on either side of my rattling Toyota. My fingers were cold. My toes were colder. Got to get home before it really comes down, I thought to myself.
By the time I got home to my little red bungalow a stone’s throw from the Throgs Neck Bridge, the snow was already up to my ankles.
Inside, I took off my gloves, hat, scarf, coat, sweater, pants and snow boots. The bed, still unmade, was inviting me. But first, I checked my messages.
There was one from Teresa, the 92-year-old widow on the corner.
“Call me,” she said, sounding desperate.
I looked toward the warm bed, but … Teresa. There was a storm outside, and she was alone.
On went the pants, the sweater, the coat, the scarf, the boots and the gloves, and then I went out the door.
The snow was six inches deep on the sidewalks, so I tottered on tire tracks in the middle of the street. The wind stung my face. When I got to the end of the block, I pounded on her door.
“Teresa!” I called. No answer. “Teresa!” I called again. I heard the TV blaring. Was she sprawled on the floor?
I went next door and called for Kathy.
“Teresa can’t answer the door,” I said. “Probably fell.”
Kathy had a key. In the corner of her neat living room, Teresa, in pink sweatpants and sweaters, was sitting curled in her armchair, head bent down and The Daily News in her lap.
I snapped off the TV.
Startled, she looked up.
“Kathy! Neal!” she said. “What’s a five-letter word for cabbage?”
Nice Place
Dear Diary:
When I lived in Park Slope over 20 years ago, I once had to call an ambulance because of a sudden, violent case of food poisoning.
Two paramedics, a man and a woman, entered our third-floor walk-up with a portable chair. Strapping me in, the male medic quickly inserted an IV line into my arm.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see his partner circling around and admiring the apartment.
“Nice place you’ve got here.” she said. “Do you own it?”
“Yeah,” I muttered, all but unconscious.
Once I was in the ambulance, she returned to her line of inquiry.
“Do you mind me asking how much you paid for your apartment?”
“$155,000,” I croaked.
“Wow! You must have bought during the recession.”
“Yeah” I said.
They dropped me off at Methodist Hospital, where I was tended to by a nurse as I struggled to stay lucid.
At some point, the same medic poked her head into the room with one last question:
“You wouldn’t be wanting to sell any time soon, would you?”
Illustrations by Agnes Lee.
New York
They Witness Deaths on the Tracks and Then Struggle to Get Help
‘Part of the job’
Edwin Guity was at the controls of a southbound D train last December, rolling through the Bronx, when suddenly someone was on the tracks in front of him.
He jammed on the emergency brake, but it was too late. The man had gone under the wheels.
Stumbling over words, Mr. Guity radioed the dispatcher and then did what the rules require of every train operator involved in such an incident. He got out of the cab and went looking for the person he had struck.
“I didn’t want to do it,” Mr. Guity said later. “But this is a part of the job.”
He found the man pinned beneath the third car. Paramedics pulled him out, but the man died at the hospital. After that, Mr. Guity wrestled with what to do next.
A 32-year-old who had once lived in a family shelter with his parents, he viewed the job as paying well and offering a rare chance at upward mobility. It also helped cover the costs of his family’s groceries and rent in the three-bedroom apartment they shared in Brooklyn.
But striking the man with the train had shaken him more than perhaps any other experience in his life, and the idea of returning to work left him feeling paralyzed.
Edwin Guity was prescribed exposure therapy after his train struck a man on the tracks.
Hundreds of train operators have found themselves in Mr. Guity’s position over the years.
And for just as long, there has been a path through the state workers’ compensation program to receiving substantive treatment to help them cope. But New York’s train operators say that their employer, the Metropolitan Transportation Authority, has done too little to make them aware of that option.
After Mr. Guity’s incident, no official told him of that type of assistance, he said. Instead, they gave him the option of going back to work right away.
But Mr. Guity was lucky. He had a friend who had been through the same experience and who coached him on getting help — first through a six-week program and then, with the assistance of a lawyer, through an experienced specialist.
The specialist prescribed a six-month exposure therapy program to gradually reintroduce Mr. Guity to the subway.
His first day back at the controls of a passenger train was on Thanksgiving. Once again, he was driving on the D line — the same route he had been traveling on the day of the fatal accident.
M.T.A. representatives insisted that New York train operators involved in strikes are made aware of all options for getting treatment, but they declined to answer specific questions about how the agency ensures that drivers get the help they need.
In an interview, the president of the M.T.A. division that runs the subway, Demetrius Crichlow, said all train operators are fully briefed on the resources available to them during their job orientation.
“I really have faith in our process,” Mr. Crichlow said.
Still, other transit systems — all of which are smaller than New York’s — appear to do a better job of ensuring that operators like Mr. Guity take advantage of the services available to them, according to records and interviews.
A Times analysis shows that the incidents were on the rise in New York City’s system even as they were falling in all other American transit systems.
An Uptick in Subway Strikes
San Francisco’s system provides 24-hour access to licensed therapists through a third-party provider.
Los Angeles proactively reaches out to its operators on a regular basis to remind them of workers’ compensation options and other resources.
The Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority has made it a goal to increase engagement with its employee assistance program.
The M.T.A. says it offers some version of most of these services.
But in interviews with more than two dozen subway operators who have been involved in train strikes, only one said he was aware of all those resources, and state records suggest most drivers of trains that strike people are not taking full advantage of them.
“It’s the M.T.A.’s responsibility to assist the employee both mentally and physically after these horrific events occur,” the president of the union that represents New York City transit workers, John V. Chiarello, said in a statement, “but it is a constant struggle trying to get the M.T.A. to do the right thing.”
New York
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Protesters Arrested After Trying to Block a Possible ICE Raid
Nearly 200 protesters tried to block federal agents from leaving a parking garage in Lower Manhattan on Saturday. The confrontation appeared to prevent a possible ICE raid nearby, and led to violent clashes between the police and protesters.
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[chanting] “ICE out of New York.”
By Jorge Mitssunaga
November 30, 2025
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