Tuesday, February 3, 2009

77 anyone?

Lately I've beginning to think, if you want anyone to see Dublin in it's true glory. Pop them on a 77.

Why? I'll explain.

I get on the bus and walk in with a group of everyones. You have the following (highlighted in green);
-The ordinary people-the people that work at banks, shops or where ever they work. Who listen to their i-pod and cause no harm. The ones who just want to get home to their families or friends. The ones that look out the window waiting for the bus stop to arrive.

-The troublesome- they're the ones on the back of the bus upstairs that always make that annoying women talk from the speakers, "Dublin bus would like to remind you, that it is illegal to smoke on all buses........".

-Then you would get the Travellers coming on, probably start a fight within their clan and then drift on into conversation, which is more like mumble to my ears. Something about playing golf and you just know that doesn't contain a 18 hole golf course.

-You usually get the junkie types, swaying side by side off their seats but managing to stay on the seat all the less, they usually get off at Cork street though.

-The emos and rockers-they speak for themselves in appearance more than anything else.

-The school-kids\teenagers-bring the noise to the bus. If it's not their ridiculous talk in show, it's their phones playing music aloud.

-The gays-this would include my fabulous self, a highlight of the journey if i may just add.

-The pram pushers-the ones that block the entrance for the whole journey.

-The pensioners-talking about the old times, bingo on Sunday night or the latest news that hits the airwaves. Looking at every new passenger with a smile.

-The foreigners-most likely Polish or from Africa. Coming to Ireland in hope of a better life, the ones that never are a spot of trouble, well on the buses in anyway.

My point. In such a journey we get to see Dublin. We see all that represents Dublin, well maybe apart from the super rich. But I'll bring my guest to Legs to see that.

You see, people forget that Tallaght has a population of well over 100 thousand. They hear and witness the bad but forget the ordinary, the ones who cause no harm, the ones who take a bus to go home to their precious kids. The ones that look at the minority in disguise, who are ashamed of their neighbours that cause so much unwanted trouble.

I'm no Tallaght romantic, I'm well aware of what takes place. But I'm also a firm believer that if it wasn't for my Tallaght roots, I would have become a narrow-minded fool who could never understand the 'buts' in life. Who just thinks one way but can never stir their thoughts in a different direction.

So please, I beg, all you Hitlers and Stalins out there, don't nuke Tallaght!

Why?

Because I have a 77 to catch tomorrow morning.

5 comments:

Vickey Curtis said...

i take it that the nuke comment was directed at me.


i am very open minded south sider as you know but my experience in tallaght two weeks ago made me feel like a typical d4 head...but i dont care there are some amount of pig ignorant idiots walking around the square...!

maybe there should be a wall put around it. get your east dublin passport now Davih....!

Conor said...

is there ever a cross breed ?

for example, a junkie emo pensioner?

that'd make me get the 77 a lot.

Anonymous said...

Your clearly a snob with four year old spelling, punctuation, and grammar. Next time you're waiting for the bus try jumping under the wheels. Erika

davihspeaks said...

i don't see how having pride in my hometown makes me snob and i question your values if your wishing death on people you don't even know.

Anonymous said...

Seeing as we are being pedantic here 'Erika' I believe your grammar leaves something to be desired. I hate fuckwits like you who just go on peoples' blogs and leave nasty anonymous comments.

You cultured stud. I bet you are one happy bastard.