On Friday we (the 3 sisters, yes them) just wanted to Tweet you a #FF (but for your company that translates to: “F@#$ you Friday”). I suppose it was a regular “Follow Friday” too, as we followed your destruction around our neighbourhood, or more like ran into it on every damn road we drove up.
In the Adelaide project we admired what big teeth you have. “All the better to eat you with,” you replied.
We travelled, like good women, down our country roads, with a crane in front and behind our vehicle. And then you blocked the road with your pickup truck (no flag men). Hm. Well. If you are going to make us stop, we will make you stop.
Oh no not again. Every damn road your trucks are telling us to move over, let you through. Ladies first, dammit! Your towers can back up, and your gravel truck can get on the right side of the road, please and thank you. And you did, because your only other option was to run us over, and we were on the right side of the road, and you (again) had no flag men or warning signs for blocking an entire road with your monstrosities.
Even along Elginfield Rd, where you are cutting down every tree “in the way” for your transmission line, you don’t have flag men. Just too much shit you have to get done and not enough bodies to waste on safety, eh?
Of course we had to then admire what big transmission poles you have on Kerwood Road…
But you out did those babies and brought two blades up the road, and said “Look at these!” We said we’d like to have a verrrrry long look at them, for an hour, so just stay put.
And you did. Not without nearly hitting us with your pickups and cement trucks though. This driver should be in jail. Maybe you should give your workers one more education seminar: on human rights, and freedom of expression. You can teach them on the very first day that they are not allowed to run over protesters. That would even be good for your company image. (Oh yeah, and these blades, your Quebec driver told us they were bringing them in from…Idaho?)
We went up to Roddick Road, to see what you have been up to. The roads are a mess, by the way. Wonder how that happened.
And you guys followed… 3 pickup trucks surrounded us as I took picture from the road. We thought you might like your truck decorated for the picture too? Is that why you came? You said, “Don’t touch my truck”. We say, “DON’T touch our COMMUNITY!”