Just to close it off:-
I can both respect and understand Sandy’s approach; in the ‘old days’ we had to be scrubbed and tidy before going anywhere near a doctors surgery – a home visit from the same meant hours of cleaning. Back then people gave and were given ‘respect’; good manners prevailed. I still can’t, to this day, sit on a bus seat when a lady is standing; or, not open a door for those behind; or, even move aside to let someone carrying ‘stuff’ to move through easily. It’s the same on the road – I was taught that you must never; ever, drive to cause someone to change speed or direction and patience – in short ‘manners’ and an appreciation of t’uther fellahs predicament were taught – situational awareness ring a bell.
These elements were, on occasion, beaten into us. But, with age comes wisdom. When you have forty odd years experience of watching a fine, profitable (ish), proud industry, based on excellence going slowly, but irrevocably down the shitter; mostly due to sheer incompetence, arrogance and a parsimonious realisation that a ‘comfy’ life could be had – provided the deck was stacked your way – then I tend to take a dim view of that lack of respect, caring and duty. In short it makes me cranky.
Past and present ministers, since Keeting rejigged the rules, have been taking the Mickey and the money; without a care in the world. A whole CYA package has been skilfully crafted to ensure that no one is accountable, to the point that the word ‘safety’ places those who should be ‘accountable’ above the law.
I agree with GD; there are those who have my respect, trust and have earned my ‘good’ manners. Then, there are those who have not; they deserve the same treatment they dish up. Hence, if anyone, no matter who or how 'politely', tell me to ‘duck off’ or show me no respect; do not be surprised if injury is added to the insult. End of…….
I can both respect and understand Sandy’s approach; in the ‘old days’ we had to be scrubbed and tidy before going anywhere near a doctors surgery – a home visit from the same meant hours of cleaning. Back then people gave and were given ‘respect’; good manners prevailed. I still can’t, to this day, sit on a bus seat when a lady is standing; or, not open a door for those behind; or, even move aside to let someone carrying ‘stuff’ to move through easily. It’s the same on the road – I was taught that you must never; ever, drive to cause someone to change speed or direction and patience – in short ‘manners’ and an appreciation of t’uther fellahs predicament were taught – situational awareness ring a bell.
These elements were, on occasion, beaten into us. But, with age comes wisdom. When you have forty odd years experience of watching a fine, profitable (ish), proud industry, based on excellence going slowly, but irrevocably down the shitter; mostly due to sheer incompetence, arrogance and a parsimonious realisation that a ‘comfy’ life could be had – provided the deck was stacked your way – then I tend to take a dim view of that lack of respect, caring and duty. In short it makes me cranky.
Past and present ministers, since Keeting rejigged the rules, have been taking the Mickey and the money; without a care in the world. A whole CYA package has been skilfully crafted to ensure that no one is accountable, to the point that the word ‘safety’ places those who should be ‘accountable’ above the law.
I agree with GD; there are those who have my respect, trust and have earned my ‘good’ manners. Then, there are those who have not; they deserve the same treatment they dish up. Hence, if anyone, no matter who or how 'politely', tell me to ‘duck off’ or show me no respect; do not be surprised if injury is added to the insult. End of…….