Even with a good Conductor, you’d still need an Injun ear.
Fuck, this is one sick thread.
Maybe the freakin’ Lionel of trainwrecks should take his twisted, loco motives elsewhere.
Drifting from the topic:
Few years back some teens in our state purposefully climbed on top of an electrified train car, reached up and grabbed the overhead wires, and of course were completely fried. Parents sued railroad and won, I mean, how could teens be expected to know that ignoring the Danger! High Voltage! signs and grabbing electrical wires was dangerous … well … fatal.
[Wish I could add a pun, but there it is. We were just discussing the above story last week.]
A part-time co-worker here at the radio station is a retired railroad engineer. According to him, hitting someone on the tracks is a railroader’s worst nightmare because there is simply nothing you can do. He hit a pickup that was trying to beat the train to the crossing once; it was almost 20 years ago, and to this day he still has nightmares about seeing the drunk’s face through the pickup window as he realizes he isn’t going to make it. Having the right of way doesn’t protect you from the damage of someone else’s stupidity.
And you know—that notion just crossed my mind.
I thought the article said no drugs were involved.
The express train is waiting to take us all to Hell. We’ll hop aboard in our own sweet time though.
That was even better than mine!
A Princeton student climbed on top the Dinky (as we called it–the shuttle train from Princeton to Princeton Junction) and did the same thing. The outcome wasn’t fatal. He settled for $3.6 million from NJ transit and apparently $5.7 million total.
http://www.iceandcoal.org/nfa/dinky.html
<<Students have twice climbed on top of the Dinky at night at the Princeton Station and suffered horrific electric shocks when they touched the pantograph, the arm that reaches up to the overhead electric wire. The student involved in the second incident, Bruce J. Miller, subsequently sued New Jersey Transit, the university, and three student clubs at which he had been drinking before climbing onto the car; the case was settled in 1995 for $5.7-million. The Dinky is now kept at Princeton Junction when not in use.>>
The two drunk dumbasses in Georgia who got in a truck and drove home shitfaced have an urban-legendesque story. Ya see, one was so drunk that he was hanging his head out the passenger side of the truck and puking or getting some air or something…the other one was so drunk, that he drove so close to one of those buried stabilization lines (that are angled out around telephone poles) that he decapitated his passenger. Not only that, but he was so drunk that he didn’t realize his friend had no head. Instead, he had driven home, parked in the driveway, stumbled into the house, and passed out on his bed. A jogger (or was it a man and his daughter?) found the headless body hanging out of the truck the next morning.
No cite handy, but I swear to Og it happened something like that.
The cite says the head was later recovered by police at the crash site.
This leads me to reflect on which would be worse to suddenly stumble upon: the headless body… or the bodyless head?
Yeesh.
sigh
24 hours later, and I just got that…
Those darn teenagers these days.
You give 'em an inch, and they they take a foot and think they’re rulers.
Its less of a pun, but they’d fit right in at “Bickford’s pancake houses From Hell” too. Once they get a foot in the door, that is…
In Other Headline News: “Unexpected Run on Handbaskets, Says Hell Spokesman”
Hell spokesman Halija “Huey” Clos reports a sudden run on handbaskets in the past 24 hours.
“I just don’t know what the Here has happened; it really came like a train out of nowhere. We’re trying to get a leg up on the situation, have put our already tortured work force into express line production, but we just can’t keep up. I have every confidence that we will get back on track, though.”
The article in my local paper said that this train trestle is used by kids as a diving board into a lake below. It also mentioned that sometimes parents leave their strollers, with their babies in them, on the trestle while they go swimming. Unbelievable.
200 tons of CSX freight might be considered one hell of an incentive to jump.
Warning. Patients who use CSX bridges as birth control risk mental health issues like guilt and insanity. Using CSX bridges as birth control poses a specific risk of incarceration. Men who experience erections lasting more than 4 hours while boinking their other under a CSX bridge should seek medical attention (as well as spray paint both your names and initials in heart-shaped graffiti under the tressel).
Back to the question: Will the “stumped” teens engage the law firm of Flummox, Flummox&Gaff, and recover $20 million (pan and suffering) from CSX?
Looks like these two decided they didn’t need leg-ends, urban or otherwise?
(Lib, I know, but what can you do? Gallows humour is how we deal with the horror of two inattentive teens inflicting irreparable injury on themselves. It may even be how *they * end up dealing with the loss.)