Well, let’s see. I posted yesterday morning, full of anger and vindication that the garda evidence said that:
1. Both drivers were drunk
2. One car crossed the road, straigtened up and then both cars approached each other at high speed. One swerved at the very last second but too late.
The word chicken was not mentioned at the inquest. I said that the time had arrived for people to be truthful about driver behaviour and stop saying that “accidents” happen. Bad driving happens.
Around 3pm the Eircom’s broadband system in the entire 04 area went down.
Around 6pm a woman rang me on my mobile (my phone number isn’t listed in directory enquiries, I don’t know how she got my number) and shouted at me that they weren’t playing chicken.
I got upset and managed to contact Gavin, my blog angel, and he made the post private for me.
Finally, right now, the internet is back and I can write this.
So this is the situation. It was an accident. So let’s not talk about it. Let’s not do anything about it. Let’s not try and save any other lives. FINE! They weren’t playing chicken. And no one ever passes out on a bend, on a double line or breaks a traffic light. Car accidents are always the fault of the government, not the driver. I give up.