During a recent radio discussion, the topic of rural Ireland came into the conversation. I have been very critical of rural Ireland in recent times and the reaction to my comments and opinions did nothing to change my attitudes.
Let’s cut to the chase here and get the obvious stuff out of the way first.
Ireland, in the 21st century, is a much different place than the Ireland of yesteryear. I see Ireland as a progressive nation, entering a crucial stage in its economic and social development. The world around us is changing on a daily basis and whether we like it or not, we are at their mercy. Issues such as Brexit, global issues, such as the upheaval in the Middle East for example, have the capacity to derail any progress we have made as a nation.
We also live in a nation, where most economic activity, government, media and major investment is city based, in particular towards our capital city Dublin.
There is a general consensus among Dublin based people that once you reach the M7 or M8 motorway, Ireland ceases to exist. Lots of people, in our capital city for example, don’t realise that they are only half an hour from a field of cows themselves. London, Paris or New York, they are not I’m afraid.
Some city people like to come across as sophisticated and it can be a little bit irritating. However, by and large, this is the fact of the matter and there’s no escaping it, so most people accept it and get on with it. Most of our population is urban based, the rest of us live in the country, so just build a bridge and get over it.
I say most people, because some people don’t seem to “get” it. Now, in the following, I’m going to be critical of certain parts of rural Ireland, so if you don’t mind, we’ll get another bit of obvious stuff out of the way once again.
The public transport system is non-existent, mainly due to massive underfunding and a failure by successive governments to accept the problem. Crime is on the increase, people are scared in their homes, as criminal gangs operate with impunity. Garda stations are closed down, local focal points such as the Post Office are being closed down. Small businesses, the very fabric of society are struggling, as red tape and astronomical costs, stifle their growth. Farmers are facing a very uncertain future, due to shrinking incomes and issues such as a fodder crisis and increasing costs.
Rural life is NOT the idyllic existence it once was and lots of people are feeling the effects.
These are real issues, affecting real people, living in the real world. Elected representatives have a mandate from the people, in some cases a huge mandate, to bring those issues to cabinet, to highlight the importance of the issues and to attempt in brokering a solution.
Why then, do certain individuals enter our national parliament and behave like village idiots, left out for the day? There is an old Irish saying, which states that “it takes a smart man to act the fool”. Some of these people are pass masters in what some people call “sleeveenism” and while they might appeal to lots of people in the “heartland”, they do a great job in making the rest of us look like mugs and fools.
On the radio program, I was asked for my opinion on drink driving levels and I replied that the only safe drink driving level is ZERO. I don’t believe that there is any possible way to argue this point cohesively and in my opinion, it’s simple and it’s cut and dry. If something impairs your ability to drive safely, it has to be stopped and cut out, end of argument.
This isn’t the “nanny state” talking or attempting to infringe on a person’s “human rights” to have a few pints. This is about road safety, where in 2017, 159 people were killed on Irish roads. Since records began in 1959, 23,752 people have lost their lives on our roads (Source: http://www.rsa.ie).
As a driver with almost 40 years’ experience on Irish roads, I expect and demand my right to drive in the safest conditions possible. I also expect and demand that the driver approaching me is travelling at a safe speed, that they understand the rules of the road, that their vehicle is in top working order and that they are well and truly lucid and capable.
The Irish road network has improved massively in the last 20 years and we now have a motorway network on a par with anything in the world. Our roads are much safer and while there are exceptions and while lots of work still needs to be done, overall they are a far cry from the roads I learned to drive on.
It still beggars belief that in an age where the modern vehicle is quite possibly the safest ever created and is an extraordinary feat of human engineering and ingenuity, that ANY people should lose their lives on ANY road. It proves that the weakest link in the chain is indeed, the human at the controls, i.e. the driver.
So, why do politicians deliberately block proposed legislation, to lower the drink driving laws and to cross off another link in the chain of weakness. Arguments are put forward that it might “decimate our small rural communities”. Suggestions are made that people in rural communities can’t exist without a pub to go to. Old men and women are sitting at home looking at the four walls, lonely and bored, because they can’t drive to the local pub, have a few pints and drive home again.
If this isn’t so serious and a downright insult to the people who have lost their lives due to drink driving, or to the families devastated forever, I don’t know what is.
Now before the detractors begin sharpening their pens, or before the keyboard warriors start hammering their keyboards in temper, there are plenty more factors involved in our shocking road carnage statistics. Speed is one of the biggest factors, with mobile phone use and a general inability to drive among the others.
I’ve said this ad infinitum, that Ireland is the only country where you can “fail” your driving test and then drive home again.
No doubt, the politicians return to their communities at the weekends to plenty of backslapping and being told how great they are. They went up to the big city and told all the big bad people up there how we are all hard done by “out in the sticks”. “Those meanies in Dublin don’t care about us” they moan and “if we haven’t a few pints to enjoy, sure what’s the point in even getting up in the morning”.
They played the game perfectly, doing the right thing, staying popular and not rocking the boat.
Meanwhile, on planet Earth, where most of us live, it’s another week of nauseating, cringe worthy embarrassing performances from the corridors of power.
North and South Korea show the first tentative signs of peace, following decades of conflict. In Syria, the innocents play the parts of unwilling pawns, in a deadly game of power and greed. Our nearest neighbours in the UK, wonder how the hell they can solve the Brexit crisis. Even here at home, parents of children with extreme psychological problems, wait until Monday to see a specialist, as the doctors don’t work weekends. Those same parents hold their children’s hands, sitting on a hard chair in a hospital corridor. There are no beds available, nurses are at their wit’s end.
Meanwhile, “the right to drink a few pints and drive home” is what’s considered to be important. “Sure what harm are they doing?”
At times you wonder.