Halifax Harbour Bridges spent $50,000 on a campaign to try and get drivers to do what any moron with a license should do—drive safely. They should have invested the money in figuring out a way to silence the damned expansion joints. The cacophony created by the new joints, as cars pass over them, has wreaked havoc on those north end residents who live closest to the bridge. Another prime example of wasting tax payers’ dollars on a stupid decision. —Fed Up North End Resident

This article appears in May 17-23, 2012.

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  1. I think reducing accidents is more important than your peace and quiet.

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  2. your living under a bridge theres going to be some noise. This who bitch seems like the definition of troll.

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  4. Yeah, I can see how drowning out the sound of random gunfire, sirens and freestylin’ would really lower property values. Did the construction noise when they built the mofo disturb you as well, or did you move there after it went up. (See what I did there?)

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  5. That’s why I prefer stabby-ville, Uncle Ivan — the actual sound of stabbing isn’t as loud as someone getting shot.

    … unless you’re using a silencer, and let’s be real here — we’re talking about the dark side.

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  6. An Occupier asked, did someone say joints? The Occupiers are supposedly returning on the 19th, is this correct?

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  7. It’s called a suppressor. I generally hate correcting people, but that is one of the most common errors people make due to ignorance supported by incompetent script writers in Hollywood. You can’t silence a firearm, but you can suppress the sound it makes by using sub-sonic ammunition and a suppressor.

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  10. Fuck off OB, you idiot. Did you even read what you posted?
    “…a campaign to try and get drivers to do what any moron with a license should do—drive safely.”
    You obviously don’t drive in this city very often. Otherwise you’d know that these “morons with a license” can’t drive for shit and are among some of the worst drivers in the country. I think 50 large spent on a safe driving campaign is money well spent and a helluva lot more important than worrying about your petty complaint.
    Below is a reply I posted to someone who complained about this exact same issue last July. I’m willing to bet, based on your use of the word ‘cacophony’ that it was you. The bitch was titled “The Sounds of Summer”. Sound familiar? My response works for this bitch, too. This was my reply:

    OMFG…seriously? You’re honestly going to bitch about this? FFS, what do you expect when you live under a bridge?? I think I would much rather hear the “thunderous ka-chunks” and the “horrendous cacophony of thumps multiplied by a thousand” as traffic moves along safely over new expansion joints, than the thunderous ka-booms and horrendous cacophony of thuds as cars fall into your backyard when the bridge deck fails and collapses. Do you even know what an expansion joint is? It’s designed to prevent the bridge from shaking itself to oblivion with the vibrations of passing traffic and high winds. They move and therefore, wear. They have to be replaced on a regular basis or they fail. Shame on the bridge commission for not speaking to you first before installing these VITAL STRUCTURAL AND SAFETY COMPONENTS! And if they HAD gone for an unnecessary, less noisy but more expensive alternative, you’d probably be the first one to complain that they didn’t look for a more cost effective solution and are wasting money and “fuck, now they’re increasing the tolls again!” Expectation of a serene, peaceful, idyllic summer time scene where you only hear buzzing bees, chirping birds and gentle breezes when you live under/next to one of two bridges that service a busy metropolitan centre is fucking ludicrous. Get over yourself. If you don’t like it, MOVE! BTW, when they start replacing the deck on the MacDonald in the South end next year, the MacKay is going to be a shit-load more noisy than it is now. Hope you can somehow cope.

    Bottom line, if you don’t like the noise, don’t live under a bridge. Full stop.

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  12. I thought this would have been a bitch about all the collisions on the bridges that have been slowing everyone down as of late.
    evidently… the 50k they’re spending is sorely needed.

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  13. It’s not really going to be an Occupy Reunion. The organizers plan to seal off the Grand Parade and nobody gets to leave until all the “communal property” that got boosted last time around is returned. Blimey, this whole redistribution of the wealth thing is harder than it looks.

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  14. I have stood under the bridge on the Dartmouth side it’s not tthat but what grimy shithole area. Move.

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  15. Working on the bridge = waste of taxpayer money?

    No, OP.

    Making North End Dartmouth quieter = waste of taxpayer money.

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  16. Ah shit. Yeah…yeah sorry, my bad, PK. *sigh* I should’ve warned you when we first met that I have that affect on people….*puffs out chest* Ahyuh!…..Some call it a curse…others call it a blessing….It was only a matter of time before it happened, really. *shines fingernails on shirt*…don’t blame yourself, PK. This is far bigger than you can control. You ARE only human, afterall. *sniff*…Ah yeeahhhh, yeah yeah yeah….Mel? Painy? You’d both do well to heed this warning too. It’s not a matter of “if” but “when”. …….(lol…k, now that I’m done acting like a complete ass…tell me PK. You’ve piqued my interest.)

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  22. PG – thanks for the link – open mic, does that mean karaoke by the stoners? First one to string a coherent sentence together without stopping for munchies gets a bong pipe.

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  23. Actually, it was a nightmare! You went missing and the LTWWB summiters had to go searching! :O

    Also: fuck off zed. I’m sorry I found someone else, but you don’t have to be so mean about it! 🙁

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  24. I’ve lived on Fairbanks street in north end almost right underneath it. Traffic didn’t bother me. The only thing to watch out for is, when walking under the bridge during or after a heavy snowfall, the snowplows. I almost got buried in snow once. Would have been quite funny to see if it wasn’t me.

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  26. This is the whole reason why the bridge should remove the asphalt and replace it with bubble packing.

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  28. Wow! I went missing? (Maybe I was hiding??) Did you guys find me? Wait! Was this like a “Where’s Waldo” type of thing? (“Where’s Vastie?”) I’m not so sure I like that. “Just look for the fat, balding guy with glasses.” Although, it COULD be a fun theme for the next summit. Kinda like a scavenger hunt! Through a series of cryptic clues and riddles, you have to try and narrow down which HRM establishment I am waiting in…..

    On second thought, scratch that. I have visions of you guys giving up after the first clue and just having the summit at the first place you stop. Meanwhile, I’m across town sitting alone at a table, on my 4th cup of coffee, (or 5th beer), trying to ensure the wait staff that, “My friends should be here any minute now”, as they start stacking chairs and vacuuming around me.
    That’s a STUPID idea for a summit, PK! Jesus! What are you thinking?! 😉

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  31. avast0 – Actually I think it’s a great idea, but to properly motivate people, you should have a couple of jugs of beer sitting on the table at the “start”, the longer it takes us to find you…the less FREE BEER there’ll be. But then I might have an unfair advantage findng you, being ex-navy I can smell free beer from 2.8km away =)

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  32. You died, vastie! They found you on the 9th floor in some building in the dockyard that doesn’t exist (are there ANY buildings down there with 9 floors?).

    They said you got attacked by a armadillo with an axe to grind.

    Zed. What you do in the confines of your bedroom with a special ‘lady’/blow up doll/salami is YOUR business, but don’t assume others share your taste in sexual fetish.

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  33. salami… how could you possibly know tha…..
    er…

    mental note, check home sex…. uh, rather…. webcam logs for possible hacking.

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  35. Died?…hmph! Well! Thanks for pissing all over my day, Kitty.
    And by an axe-weilding armadillo, no less…I always had a feeling I’d be done in by a southwestern american varmint of some sort, just never thought it would be an armadillo. Didn’t see that coming at all. All this time I had it pinned on a prairie dog, or, more probable, an oppossum, (they got those shifty, beady little eyes, ya know!)
    Fuck.
    Now my motivation is just shot for the day.

    But…see, I call bullshit on that dream cuz anyone who knows me knows I possess shape-shifting powers in my dreams so like, I could’ve SO morphed into the only known natural enemy of the armadillo, (a drunken red neck in a 1977 chevy stepside pick up truck), and ran his ass over before he buried that axe in me. Sorry. I don’t buy it, PK.

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  36. And that should read “wielding” and “opossum”.

    See? Now ya got me so bummed I can’t spell right anymore. *sigh*

    😉

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