Archaeologists have identified pre-Celtic monuments and buildings in Tara dating back to the Neolithic period around 5,000 years ago.
Tara is our Pyramid, our Stonehenge, our Grand Canyon.
Why oh why are we running a motorway through it. What is wrong with us as a nation. Why have we no respect for our heritage. Why must progress destroy our ancient origins?
Did you vote Fianna Fail?
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From Arizona, wishing you the best, Councillor in saving Tara from the motorway. Perhaps you could read these lines from Douglas Adams' "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" to your fellow councillors:
"To tell the story of the book, it is best to tell the story of some of those whose lives it affected. A human from the planet Earth was one of them, though, as our story opens, he no more knows his destiny than a tea leaf knows the history of the East India Company. His name is Arthur Dent, he is a six-foot-tall ape descendant, and someone is trying to drive a bypass through his home.
Construction Supervisor: Come off it, Mr. Dent -- you can't win, you know. You can't lie in front of the bulldozers indefinitely.
Arthur Dent: I'm game. We'll see who rusts first!
Construction Supervisor: You're going to have to accept it. This bypass has got to be built and it's going to be built. Nothing you can say ...
Arthur Dent: Why's it got to be built?
Construction Supervisor: What do you mean -- why's it got to be built? It's a bypass! You've got to build bypasses. You were quite entitled to make any suggestions or protests at the appropriate time.
Arthur Dent: Appropriate time?! The first I heard about it was when a workman arrived at the door yesterday. I thought he'd come to clean the windows. And he told me he'd come to demolish the house! Oh, he didn't tell me straightaway, of course. No, first he wiped a couple of windows and charged me a fiver! Then he told me!
Construction Supervisor: But, Mr. Dent, the plans have been available in the planning office for the last nine months!
Arthur Dent: Oh, yes, of course. As soon as I heard, I went straight round to see them. You hadn't exactly gone out of your way to call much attention to them, have you? Like telling anybody, or anything?
Construction Supervisor: But the plans were on display!
Arthur Dent: On display? I eventually had to go down to the cellar!
Construction Supervisor: That's the display department!
Arthur Dent: With a torch!
Construction Supervisor: The lights are probably out.
Arthur Dent: So had the stairs!
Construction Supervisor: But you did see the notice, didn't you?
Arthur Dent: Oh, yes. It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet, stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign outside the door saying, "Beware of the leopard!" Ever thought of going into advertising?"
http://www.american-buddha.com/hitchhiker.screen.htm
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