Saturday, August 06, 2005
POETRY IN MOTION
Normally I would write something silly, stupid, or insane here. I would continue to expose our 800 Mhz system as a dud, a Radio Money Pit - A DEATH TRAP with Management wasting Millions of Dollars of Our Money... as that's what I do best -
However I received an anonymous poem today in my email that I would like to share with the masses.
When I first looked at this poem I could only think... how true.
Someone is paying attention - WESTMORELAND COUNTY COMMISSIONERS, are you ??
POEM
titled: Ode to 800
the Booger Blah-gher has a plan
to get the word up to the man
that the new 800 system's woes
tempt the grim reaper's deathly throes
the tower's down and the T1's toast
when our firefighter heroes need them most
and when they call for the help they need
their calls receive not, the Center's heed
it's a working structure and he's checking upstairs
for possible entrapment and extension flares
he takes a step and the floorboards snapped
his air bottle's empty and now he's trapped
seconds count, but the minutes pass
will his next transmission be his last?
firefighter down!, at the top of the stair!......
no response, just dead air
his pleading voice now showing his fears
but he's on the wrong TAC and no one hears
the wrong channel setting is what it was about
right where it was left from the last call out
moral of the story is the system setup's bad
but how many stories are gonna have to end sad?
the brass needs to take a good hard look,
maybe a re-reading of the TRS design book
don't be blokes, fix what's broke
don't let someone die in the flames and smoke
anonymous
DECODED,
K3SAM
