Dumb ways to die

Wonderful, love the graphics!

A very clever way of delivering the message re trains and danger... very subtle !!!

Anyone up for the 1 hour challenge though ??!!


;D

This one produced by Network Rail is pretty powerful, though, without the need to be graphic.

Very amusing!

Actually I think there is a place for both cartoon humour such as this and the full reality you describe (and probably several shades between) as different things will get though to different people. Even if this doesn't show the real effects it will create associations, and it's also brought the subject to the attention of a lot of people who just wouldn't have thought about it otherwise which can only be a good thing.

In South Australia they had thier "Don't play with trains" adverts. It showed people turning into dust as the train hit them.


I believe the Metro advert was more targeted at a yonger audience.

But children are so insulated from reality these days which is probably why so many grow up with little sense of reality and a limited knowledge of so much of the past and the present.

In the 1950s and 1960s when I grew up the railways, canals, bombsites etc were quite accessible, some not fenced at all or had open access areas. Such places were our playgrounds from around 8 years old so we were streetwise from a very young age.

One was always aware of accidents to friends and acquaintances and especially those that resulted in fatalities. One pupil in my primary school class drowned playing in a flooded quarry and another was decapitated when he stuck his head out of the window of a main line train without looking. Several were run over carelessly crossing busy roads and lived to tell the tale after getting their broken bones set and plastered.

I was lucky I guess playing on Tottenham marshes watching Seven Sisters depot being constructed and along the river Lea which back then still had plenty of barge traffic on it and then there was the nearby industrial estate which was always a draw on Saturday afternoons where we challenged one another to make it onto the rooves of the buildings. I suffered only minor cuts and scrapes except one occasion when I ended up having to go to hospital to have a deep wound cleaned, sprayed and dressed and I still have the 7" long half inch wide scar to this day.
Footbridges over the main line from Liverpool Street were sparse in the suburbs so we crossed the tracks via stiles and designated footways and were well aware of rail traffic.

I admit to feeling somewhat sorry for today's children who will never know such freedoms as we enjoyed 50 years ago.

Rincew1nd

Shame you can't make the meet.... we could start a line dance along with the music in the middle of the The Penderel's Oak...

I can see me humming this all day tomorrow!

If I can make the meet, I'll be happy to watch the duets.

Went to the Guardian site and the clip has the wrong song in the sound track? don't worry, my computer opened another site at the same time sigh!