Traffic Control. March 14, 2010
Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death, Politics and Society.Tags: horns, oxen, State Trooper, survey, traffic control
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Road and bridge survey requires considerable traffic control, often implemented by the skilled professionals in our State Police force.
Here a Trooper, um, fails to convince traffic to “keep right:”
Actually, I think he was just happy he was wearing his horn-proof vest, ’cause these babies were well equipped:
Comely pair, that.
Pretty neat. I see they did stay between the rows of those orange cones.
that is so great. i would have asked if i could touch them
They are beautiful. Their buff coloring looks so plush.
Sherry, I would have asked, but the farmer was plainly on a mission, and I just let him by. These people work damned hard for their paltry living. We The People ought to be ashamed that we haven’t made it more worthwhile for them to get up at 4am and work from dark ’till dark.
We’re gonna miss them when they’re gone.
Bobbie, Vikki, thanks for commenting. You folks sustain me when the “meat world” doesn’t.
Mooooove along. Nothing to see here.
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
Also, I can’t tell from the pictures which they are, but am reminded of a line from the play/movie <1776. To wit:
Benjamin Franklin: …to call me [an Englishman] without those rights is like calling an ox a bull. He’s thankful for the honor, but he’d much rather have restored what’s rightfully his.
To which fellow Pennsylvania delegate John Dickinson responds: When did you first notice they were missing, sir?