Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Today is the 20th anniversary of the fire at Valley Parade, that killed 56 people. I remember it vividly, and as a Bradford City fan the memory touches me deeply.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

On the way to work, we drive past a goose and his mate who live by the side of the road. They've lived there for 8 years, and they still hiss at cars that go by. It's kinda sweet, and those who know me will know that I have a soft spot for geese. Maybe it's because they mate for life, and usually go around in pairs, or maybe it's because when they flock they have a recognisable social structure. Or maybe it's the way they honk, I don't know. I just like them, much as I like most animals.

So anyway, this goose was hit by a car yesterday, and killed. Lucky for me I didn't see the body this morning, nor the remaining single goose. I tend to anthropomorphosise a little, but I'd probably have spent today sadly wondering how the widowed goose would feel, knowing that it's partner's life had been deemed by some dumb human as less important than getting somewhere a few seconds later.

It's not like the road is particularly narrow, blind, or dangerous. Anyone doing the speed limit would have easily avoided an animal in the road, yet on this same road last week, a dog was struck and killed too.

To generalise: people are morons. Specifically, some people are too stupid to be allowed out on their own. They're a danger not only to themselves, but also to the environment and everything they come in contact with.

Sorry the return of this blog had to be on a down-note, but to put this in selfish terms - the goose that made me smile some mornings is no longer there.

Honk.

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