Urban Transportation Development Corporation
The Urban Transportation Development Corporation Ltd. (UTDC) was a Crown corporation owned by the Government of Ontario, Canada. It was created in the 1970s as a way to enter what was then expected to be a burgeoning market in advanced light rail mass transit systems. UTDC built a respected team of engineers and project managers. It developed significant expertise in linear propulsion, steerable trucks and driverless system controls which were integrated into a transit system known as the Intermediate Capacity Transit System (ICTS). It was designed to provide service at rider levels between a traditional subway on the upper end and buses and streetcars on the lower, filling a niche aimed at suburbs that were otherwise expensive to service.
Urban Transportation Development Corporation Ltd. was a holding company. During its time it held several wholly owned subsidiary companies:
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by: Ataque 77Nuestro día va a llegar, tendremos nuestra vez
no es pedir de más, quiero justicia...
Quiero trabajar en paz no es mucho lo que deseo
yo quiero trabajo honesto, en vez de esclavitud
Debe haber algún lugar donde el más fuerte, no te quiera
esclavizar... si estás sin chance
por qué tanta indiferencia se ha templado a hierro
y fuego? quién cuida las puertas de las fábricas?
el cielo era azul, más ahora es ceniza si
lo que era verde aquí ya no existe más
quién me hiciera acreditar, que ya acontece nada?
de tanto jugar con fuego, que venga el fuego ya...
ese aire dejó mi vista cansada.. y nada más.
y nada más...