I'm not really sure who I'm responding to on this, although it was Matt's post that lit a fire under my butt to say something, but I've been following all this discussion with great interest, since I am 1) one of the most 'safety conscious' people in shop, having both been seriously hurt in industrial accidents, and been the witness of several that put the fear of God into me, and 2) am very well convinced that the weight of the burden of protecting oneself against harm must fall on the individual in jeopardy, that we can
not rely on the lawyers and their 'nanny-ocracy' that we find ourselves subject to these days. If we do, live life subject to the pissant bureaucratic rules imposed by the nanny's of this country I mean, then we may as well close down I3 and crawl under our beds, in the basement, permanently. As Matt paraphrases (from a rather chilling ad which caught my attention as well, putting aside, as I did, the anti pot-smoking alarmism implied) "nothing happened to him". And I have to agree with his conclusion, that 'there are few
worse epitaphs than "Nothing happened to him".' I am completely opposed to the nanny-ocracy, because there are, in point of fact, 2 ways prison walls can work; to keep 'danger' out, or to keep guys like me (and I'm speaking of the general 'me' in this case) in, and under control. Both have some utility, one (however) I am deeply suspicious of having been kept 'under control' for many years now. And it make perfect sense that this should arise here, since we are, after all, a group of people who want to
DO something;and to share our skills, knowledge and experience to encourage other people to
do things as well, by whatever means are available, including sharing our tools our knowledge and our experience. Part of that experience tells me that risk aversion, that is to avoid any risk at all costs, is to be avoided because the cost we pay for that is to 'do nothing,' and that's too high a price to pay in my book, which is part of the reason I joined I3. So, I have to say a hearty hear hear to whoever wrote this heading in the first place, 'Watch Out, Or Nothing Will Happen To You'.
Note: or P.S. I had
just finished writing the above, was about to post it, when the screen flickered and everything on it disappeared. I could only presume (since I have had a bunch of experience with computers) that this was an added 'security measure' by Google, or Firefox, my browser of choice. It was only through sheer luck that I happened to hit the right button to induce it to reappear (but not without much tearing out of hair). The nanny-ocracy strikes again. So, once again, hear hear, Matt.