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For the past couple weeks, I’ve been quietly tolerating the shit that is the fight between the "Yes" and "No" campaigns. I’ve tolerated the countless posters on every single fucking lamppost in the country. I’ve had no qualms tossing the leaflets that drop in the letterbox straight into the recycling bag, I’ve even restrained myself from actually choking the campaigners that wander around trying to talk to people to convince them to vote some way. But when you start forcing me to suffer it by having to sit in traffic for ages because taxi drivers are particularly inclined (amongst other things), now it’s just a piss-take.
Just after arriving in town this morning on the 0830 70A, I walked down to Westmoreland Street to catch the next bus towards Glasnevin. As I was walking down I began to hear a lot of car horns coming from the road from Stephen’s Green, and seeing that it came from taxis, some of which had their taxi thing on top turned lengthways rather than widthways. The honking continued down Westmoreland Street for a couple of minutes before my 19A arrived. Proceeding down O’Connell Street, there was then a bit of a backlog. It could have been attributed as a normal jam, except that the honking was still just as fast as ever, we hadn’t moved in several minutes, and some of the taxi drivers in the main lane had stepped out of their cars.
Seems that they had blocked all three lanes of traffic up at the last junction before Parnell Square, including the bus lane. Now I don’t have any problems with the mindless slobs blocking everyone who shouldn’t really even be driving around all alone in their cars in the city centre, but blocking hundreds of innocent people who are trying to get somewhere on public transport is just a fucking dick move. If we weren’t so far down the street (and our driver wasn’t a dick, not letting anyone off even while we were sitting there not moving), I would have got out and forced whoever it was who was blocking the bus lane to move it. Even if it meant hijacking his car. Seriously, don’t care what you do to piss off the general car drivers in the city, but don’t even dare delaying the buses. I, and many many others need them to get around everywhere, unlike you asses who use your own cars for work. Seriously.
And a good few of them were holding banners and placards mentioning that taxi drivers were against Lisbon. I’m fucking sick of all these demonstrations over a vote. At this rate, I’m now leaning more towards the "write-in" option. So if you are counting the Meath votes and you see one for "I don’t fucking give a shit", that’s probably mine.
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