The MTA is now inventing new ways to torture us. My train ride home yesterday, it was announced that for TWO stops on the line, doors for ONLY the front car would open, and indeed only ONE door at that. So dozens (hundreds?) of us had to pile into one car. It was a like a scene ouf of Schindler's List. Even worse, it was one of hte new, "better" trains that have the 10,000 SqF bathrooms, so very few seats. And then the goddamn conducter came through bitching at people to clear the aisles. Was he kidding? Didn't sound like it. I wanted to punch him. Then, when we got there, there was no bridge plate after all and the train pulled up to the platform as normal, and all the doors opened. Thanks, MTA!