Apocalypse not

The Apocalypse is coming, you’re all going to die screams the headlines again……

I remember being told in the early 1970’s, while working in the motor industry, that I should find another career as the oil would be gone by the mid nineties and cars would revert to being pulled by horses…..

While we need to focus our efforts on sustainability and proper use of the resources that our planet can provide for a potential global population of 11 Billion. (Hans Rosling “showing the facts about population” on YouTube) and because we live on the third rock from the sun in a volatile cosmos, climate change will be a factor one way or the other so we need to limit, as best we can, the impact of human behaviour on our “Pale Blue Dot”  Having said that, I am in totally in agreement with the content  in this article from the Boston Globe.

Apocalypse not, The Boston Globe

Inklslingers: Where is this Truck Going

Inkslingers. Sat 29th September 2018
Prompt: Where is this Truck Going?
The picture Prompt:

The drifter had hitched a lift in a beat up old Transit van to the layby on the A68 about twenty miles east of Carlisle in the North East of England. As they had pulled into the layby an A board lit up in the headlights, advertising John David’s Bar. Underneath the lines, Dirty Glasses, Poor Food, Slow Service, Expensive, Rude Staff, English Humour. The English humour immediately obvious as they passed a small dirty trailer van, greasy spoon with the blue smoke of burning grease billowing from the blackened exhaust chimney at the back of the filthy trailer. The dash clock said twenty three fifteen.

The Transit driver parked and they walked back to the greasy spoon trailer, the drifter saying, “I’ll just carry on hitching, I can’t afford to buy food tonight”. The van driver looked at him sideways, knowing he was lying through his gap-toothed discoloured teeth and said he would buy him a sausage roll and a cup of tea.

Ten minutes later the drifter is walking along a line of trucks in the layby, asking each driver “where is this truck going”

The fourth response was a gruff “North” from a very large, long haired bearded driver with a huge beer belly trapped below the steering wheel, which he held loosely with the biggest hands the drifter had ever seen. Asking if he could have a lift got him an abrupt “get in laddie” in a gruff Northern Scottish accent.

They pull out onto the A68 heading east, the road ahead dark with no traffic at that time of night, the only lighting in the dark cab the reflection of the truck’s headlights from the cats eyes down the middle of the road.

With the regular flashing from each cat’s eye and the low monotonous rumble from the big diesel engine, the drifter fell asleep.

Waking up with no idea of how long he had been asleep he realises that the road in front is no longer wide enough to be the A68. There are no cat’s eyes, just a luminous white line down both side of a road with barely enough room for two cars to pass each other.

“How come we are not on the A68 or A1 North” he asks, “It’s a short cut laddie” comes the abrupt reply.

The drifter looks around to see if he can get any idea of where he is from the landscape but all he can see id the narrow road and some of the grass verge in the headlights of the truck. A pang of worry flows through him when he sees the moon on the right hand side of the truck meaning they are travelling south into the North Pennines wilderness.

“This is not North” he shouts. The driver looks at him, slams on the brakes pulling the truck over onto the grass verge. He reaches under his seat, pulls out a huge Bowie Knife and with a lascivious grin snarls, “It’s time to pay your fare Laddie”

The Christian Brothers Leather

Irish Christian Brothers strap
The Christian Brothers ‘leather’ a mass produced circa 30cm (one foot) length of leather that had old pennies sewn into their several layers. ‘Six of the best’ on each outstretched hand would have you numb for ten or fifteen minutes before the excruciating pain kicked in.


Closing the city down when there is an accident on the M50

I passed north bound on the M50 at 8:35 on the morning of the 11th November the first of the recent M50 accidents. At that time, 3 hours 15 minutes after the accident, the only thing that was left on the roadway was the vehicles that were involved, the CSI team and another team of Garda managing the closure of the M50 at the N3 off ramp

An Irish Times picture shows that the outside lane (and most of the centre lane) was free of any obstruction
M50 Accident 11th November 2015

As far as I am concerned there is no reason why this one lane could not have been opened. There were enough police managing the closure to make this possible safely.

I would challenge the CSI team to tell us what extra they could discover from this outside lane, in the five hours following this picture been taken that they did not get in the previous 3 hours. Those numbers may not be perfectly accurate but I think people get my drift.

Accidents where people die need to be properly investigated and as one lady commented on radio last week, while we might have been delayed, we got to our destination alive and well so I am not advocating a lessening of CSI activity, I just think that the CSI team should include someone who focus is on the efficiency of the investigation in the context of getting the road open again.

The Top Five Regrets of the Dying

Bronnie Ware, Top five regrets of the dyingBronnie Ware, is an Australian palliative care nurse providing medical care for people during the last weeks of their lives. Recording the dying thoughts of her patients she wrote a book “The Top Five Regrets of the Dying”.

This is her Top five regrets of the dying

  1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of    me.
  2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.
  3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
  4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
  5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

We have all heard these expressed in different ways. How many of these ring a bell with you?

What are you going to do about it?

16 Irish and 148 Britons Dead

Shock horror if this headline was in relation to a terrorist attack but it’s not, it is the number of people that will be killed on our roads this month, mostly by cars and predominantly by driver error combined with inappropriate speed.

We have a maximum speed limit of 120kph in Ireland and 70mph and yet it is still legal to sell,
buy and drive cars that can travel at speeds of up to 260kph/160mph.

Cars are regularly advertised on their power and 0-100kph time.

We know that speed and cars kill, we do nothing…..

If we are really serious about our shock horror when people die, this is something that we can actually control.

The question is this, why does nobody seem to care? Are the car manufacturers and the countries that benefit most from their manufacture so powerful that our politicians won’t even recognise this as an issue, never mind doing something about it.

With modern chip technology it is very easy to limit a car’s top speed, we do it with trucks.The same technology could be used in combination with imbedded RFID readers to prevent cars from braking a speed limit in a controlled zone.

All that’s required is the will to do it. Or have we actually decided that killing 200 Irish and 1775 Britons by car every year is in fact an acceptable level of death?

In Defence of Drinking Alcohol

Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this wine, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, “It is better that I drink this wine and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.”
~ Jack Handy

WARNING: Drinking alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra and panties.

“I feel sorry for people who don’t drink. When they Wake up in the morning, that’s as good as they’re going to feel all day.”
~Frank Sinatra

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.

“When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.”
~ Henny Youngman

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.

“24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case . Coincidence? I think not.”
~ Stephen Wright

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing. As a certain irish CEO found out recently (listen here)

“When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let’s all get drunk and go to heaven!”
~ Brian O’Rourke

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause pregnancy.

“Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.”
~ Benjamin Franklin

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.

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“Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza.”
~ Dave Barry

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them!

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To some it’s a six-pack, to me it’s a Support Group. Salvation in a can!
~Dave Howell

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers. One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm.
Here’s how it went:

“Well ya see, Norm, it’s like this. A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest! ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That’s why you always feel smarter after a few beers.”

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think are whispering when you are not.

Bill Clinton Shakes hands with JFK

What an interesting picture

More about the meeting and it’s influence on Bill Clinton HERE


Loud Americans and a Kerryman Joke

Kerryman JokeThe recent notice in a Kerry Restaurant regarding “Loud Americans” shows that the traditional stupidity in that neck of the woods is alive and well.

While I think the attitude of the “Powers that be” is to ignore this idiot, if that sign had of said “No Travellers, or some version of the old English notice “No Blacks, No Irish, No dogs” These gobshites would have their business closed down and find themselves in the courts for racial prejudice.

Hopefully it will result in the boycotting of the establishment and they go out of business

Loud-mouthed person who talks a lot, but nothing with any value – as in shite coming out of their gob (mouth)

In America, there are Polish Jokes, In England there are Irish Jokes, Sweden/Norwegian, Holland/Belgium, Germany/Denmark. In Ireland we have “Kerryman Jokes”, this idiot is one of the biggest jokes around

Brendan Palmer is CEO of
Electronic Recycling and DravTec Ireland in Dublin


The Spirit of Annie

In memory of my wonderful mother whose birthday is today. Although she died on the 30th of May twelve years ago, her spirit still lives on

The Spirit of Annie

The Spirit of Annie is not gone
All around it still lives on
Kate, Brendan, Noreen, Ger
Denis junior are all still there
Lessons learned on Annie’s knee
Work hard to serve, keep your spirit free
In the children of her children
In their children too
The spirit of Annie flows strong and true

Although her body has now gone
The spirit of Annie still lives on
And will live on

©Brendan Palmer 30th May 2004