Sunday, June 03, 2007

Drugs & more drugs

This is the Luas(Speed)tram a Connely station, from here it heads out to Tallagh via the Red cow.
The other is a statue of Jesus which stood at the taxi rank on O'Connell St.
When they were re modeling the street they took it away.
We as taxi drivers feel that it should be put back. The city fathers we believe don't want it back. Perhaps they feel that it might injure the feelings of the non Christian among us.
I don't know If I was in Saudi Arabia or in Asia I would just have to accept the fact I am living in a country with different beleifs, therefore I find it hard that we must change to accomidate them.
Time will tell.
One day while standing near the statue a big fat American kid came running over." Look Dad a man wearing a dress" Dad said " Well what da ya know"

Guess that says it all.

He was a big lad,got into the taxi and asked for Sean Mac Dermot St.
One the way there I told him a few good jokes and we were best of mates when he got out.
He paid me,then he had second thoughts. Could you wait for a few minutes?
I just want to get something from a girl here and then we are off to Edenmore.
Ok I said and parked the car.
When I looked over again he had taken a bad fall onto the broad of his back.
He had been talking on the mobile and had taken a few steps backwards and had fallen over a very low wall. His fase was ashen, I held his arm and told him to sit down before he hurt himself again."Could you get me a bottle of water from my bag in the car?"
3 Minutes later his contact appears. "Jesus I can't get notin, I lost me fone and all the numbers in it." So we head off up around Buckingham St to see what we can get.
She goes off and I ask my new best frend if this is the place where the bomb was thrown into the back yard of the house? Yes indeed 10 people in the house and all the windows blown out, no one injured, hows that for luck?
Theres three seperate gang wars going on at the moment (6 gangs), each gang is out to kill the other and they have the guns and bombs. The Garda are delighted, they want to let them at it.
The girl comes back, she has a very low cut top and leans over to explain the situation again. Then she gets into the back and I notice something shiney fall onto the floor. So I grabs her by the ankle, Jaysis mister don't be takin a cheap feel.
Then I pick up what turns out to be her ear ring. Fair play to ya, you can feel me ankle any time as long as ya keep giving me diamond ear rings.
Great laughs, so it is then decided that he will meet her later and she will fix him up with something.
Ok Bank of Ireland Raheny.On the way he explains that he has been in England (code for Prison) and had forgotten his prescription s he would get something from her to keep him going. He had worked in the Irish Glass Bottle company after it closed down the workers got paid off, but they were screwed when it came to devide assets to which the workers had a share. He had not worked since. Looking at the state of his teeth he was on Psyceptone, a heroin substatute. His skin colour even before he fell was bad, sickley allmost green.
When he came out of the bank in Raheny he said Edenmore now, Look theres a credit card on the floor, its yours john. God your very careless,you'd want to mind that.
Time was I would have taken that. But that part of my life is behind me now.
Here we are whats the damage? There was €21 on the meter. Its €20 Damien.
Look its not, your doing yourself take €25 and take care of yourself.
As he walked away I thought of the tragic path his life had taken and what might lie ahead for him in the future.
We are all only 2 wage packets away from being homeless.
Some tragedy in the future may trip a switch in the head which causes us humans to career off course.
Its the ones who pass through the fire and come out the other side we should admire.
Not the footballers,Film stars,Models or the cast of Big brother.

In my time I have been lucky enough to meet survivors of drug and other abuses.

You know its the guy in the suit who will pocket the mobile phone or purse he finds lying on the back seat. He is also the one who will not tip.
Just because a guy is badly dressed dosen't mean he is out to rob you..Though he might jus be out to do just that or He could just be sick.
Remember a young lad in a wolly hat I picked up. He had been waiting for hours, I have been having Khemo, Jesus its cold out there.
I had nearly driven past him too!

And now for something completely different.

Well If you know the song sing along.

The Galaxy Song
From the film "Monty Python's Meaning of Life"
Words by Eric Idle
Music by Eric Idle & John Du Perez

Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
And you feel that you've had quite enough...

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving,
And revolving at nine thousand miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day,
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the Galaxy we call the Milky Way.

Our Galaxy itself contains 100 billion stars
It's 100,000 light-years side to side,
It bulges in the middle, 16,000 light years thick
But out by us it's just 3,000 light years wide
We're 30,000 light years from galactic central point,
We go round every 200 million years
And our Galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding Universe.

The Universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light you know,
12 million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember when you're feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space
Because there's bugger all down here on Earth.

Nicked from "The Fairly Incomplete And Rather Badly Illustrated
Monty Python Song Book" and transcribed by John G. Wright


  1. Anonymous1:13 PM

    There you are the poorest passingers tipping and being honest.While the business people leave without tipping and steal when they get a chance. Keep up the blog

  2. Anonymous1:24 PM

    The blog's great - will keep following it From the biker you gave a lift to Tues pm. p.s. Enjoy the holiers in the US of A!

  3. Take care on that motorbike and allways keep your lights on.
    Good luck.