mercredi, mars 01, 2006
I take my cue from fellow blogger gybexi who has had the incredible misfortune (surely a bollettinata?) to be in Malta during the Yellow Dinosaur strike. The transport system is a pet rant of the Maltese citizen. Fortunately the Maltese citizen is wise enough to choose the best administrators of government who will not cave in to the demands of a hundred thugs who claim that the decrepit coaches are their bread and butter and that their monopoly over all things mobile is their coffee. It is thus that the closest the government gets to acting is by paying money to the thugs not to cause trouble. Occasionally when the whole bakshish, all the bakshish and nothing but the bakshish is not forthcoming there is an "industrial dispute" and the dinosaur breeders do what they can do best. Sit on their arses and do fuck all.
Meanwhile a tiny island like ours misses out on the opportunity to make a long term inivestment in an efficient, connecting mode of transport that could also throw in the words "environment friendly" as an added prank. A tram or light railway as proposed by gybexi would be just the ticket making a skeletal connection between the hub and the peripheries of our vast wastelands. Three or four lines on island one and a circular on island two should suffice. If we want our imagination to run Frank Salt style we could add a perpendicular railway from Mgarr to Mgarr linking the two systems. Loverly innit? They would run on their own tracks - away from the rest of the traffic that would hopefully lessen much more should the system be so efficient.
Think of the field day that sms amateurs could have proposing station names. Think of the fumes that could be avoided. Most of all think of an efficient transport system.
Instant karma. Instant Zen. Instant touristic boost.
In your dreams baby. B'tal-linja jaqbillhom.
See also: Kinnie & Twistees