Inside the ride-share wars

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This guest post comes to us from KCRW Producer Evan George.

A pink-mustached Lyft car at the Santa Monica pier on Lyft’s Facebook page.

There’s a Ride-Share War raging in the loading zones of Los Angeles.

On one side you have a fleet of flashy social media companies with names like Lyft, Sidecar and Uber, which offer car services at the swipe of a smartphone app. On the other side, you have the hardened professionals behind the wheel of United Independent, Yellow Cab and the like.

I was totally ignorant of the Ride-Share War until I found myself caught in the cross-fire.

Last Saturday night, Los Angeles Times staff writer Jessica Gelt and I were conducting a ride-along with Lyft driver Ruth Grayson, a spunky young woman who has strung Christmas lights inside her red Honda Fit and doles out trivia questions to her passengers. We wanted to see how the ride-sharing service works and who were the early adopters using it to get around bars and night clubs. Lyft, which started in San Francisco but launched in LA this January, has their drivers hang pink furry mustaches on their car’s grill. It’s a catchy marketing idea. But it’s also a dead give-away to potential enemies.

Somewhere around Wilcox and Santa Monica Blvd., our mustachioed Honda crossed paths with a white and green taxi and the cabbie shot us the evil eye. Even though he was passing us on the other side of the road, he slowed to a near stop to gawk and then craned his neck to keep his gaze steady as we passed.

I wasn’t the only one who noticed.

“I’ve used Lyft like ten or twelve times and the cabs will stare you down,” said Campell Paget, a lanky singer from New Zealand who was Grayson’s passenger at the time. We dropped Paget off at the curb of a Hollywood club called Dragonfly and immediately incurred a steady stream of bus honks. Grayson said she’s used to this too. She gets honked at a lot for blocking driveways.

The basic gist of services like Lyft and SideCar is that you request a ride by hitting a button. The GPS locater tells the nearest driver where to scoop you. And after you’re dropped off you pay a suggested donation or reimbursement via pre-stored credit card information. In theory it’s supposed to be cheaper, friendlier and more efficient than a taxi dispatch. More like a carpool. Hence the name “ride-share.”

Yellow Cab’s General Manager William Rouse takes exception to that term. He prefers the word “bandits” because he says they skirt all the regulations that cab companies are forced to comply with, like liability insurance.

“Our cab companies are owned mostly by first generation immigrants, almost entirely by the taxi cab drivers themselves, so they’re small business owners who comply with the law. We would expect every other company to comply with the law as well, regardless of whether they are social media experts,” Rouse said.

In San Francisco, where many of these ride-sharing services originated, there’s a legal battle brewing over whether Lyft, Sidecar, Uber and others will have to comply with the same rules as cabs. The on-going California Public Utilities Commission proceeding there could change the way the car services work here in Los Angeles too.

In the meantime, the tension between techies and cabbies in LA’s loading zones isn’t likely to ease. And you can hear more about how Lyft is changing the city’s drinking culture on KCRW’s Good Food.