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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: franksolich on November 26, 2010, 01:59:44 PM
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=389x9629416
Oh my.
WilliamPitt (1000+ posts) Thu Nov-25-10 11:14 AM
NOMINATED FOR TOP PRIMITIVE OF 2010
NOMINATED FOR THE WILLIE
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I have a confession to make: I'm actually pretty damned thankful this year.
after which much blah-blah-blah, so never mind
puebloknot (1000+ posts) Thu Nov-25-10 01:42 PM
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7. Agewise, I could be your mommie, but ...
... once upon a time I was five, and I lived in Korea with my military father for a time, before we were evacuated from there over events heating up which led to the Korean War.
When I was thirteen, I lived in Germany, ten years after the end of the war, and saw, from the comfort of a third-floor apartment built especially for American military families, a series of garden shacks where people were attempting to live in the coldest part of a winter in which the Rhine River froze over.
I've lived with guilt over the orphans starving in Korea, which I heard about as I grew older (and knew that one of them was most likely a boy named Kim that I played with when we were both five), and have felt shame over living well in Germany while the citizens of that land were struggling mightily for survival.
I had to give it up. I had to learn that my personal suffering in no way made it easier for others, over there, to live well.
In exchange, I realized that to honor ourselves and our loved ones is our first task, and that our caring for others is limited by events beyond our control. But I always return to the image of the hologram: The whole is contained in the smallest part.
I guess I'm just echoing, with less eloquence, what you've just written. You're a good man, Will Pitt, and your relating your wife's growing wellbeing is an inspiring thread in a broad tapestry. Do write on.
Whoa. A brain-fart must've caused that to happen, in the final paragraph.
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=389x9629416
Oh my.
Whoa. A brain-fart must've caused that to happen, in the final paragraph.
Indeed, her writing is much more cogent and engaging than Pitt's, and even shows a dim flicker of self-examination.
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Okay, out of curiosity, I went back to see what the Bostonian Drunkard's thankful for.
I'm thankful for being in a new home. Earlier this year, my wife and I moved out of our overpriced downtown bunker and into a nice little house on the outskirts of the city. The rent doesn't break the bank anymore, we have a small yard where we can grill, and we have actual neighbors instead of drunken mobs throwing trash everywhere and vomiting in the streets at all hours of the day and night. There are birds (read: real birds, not pigeons) everywhere, including a huge hawk that soars above the house on wings that look to be fifty feet across. The cat seems to dig the new place more than either of us, which is enough to be thankful for all by itself, given how much of a vicious brute he can be when things aren't to his liking. We have a home now, my wife and I, and I feel blessed because of it.
My wife's multiple sclerosis has been entirely stable all this past year, and for that I am more thankful than I can explain. No new symptoms, no new attacks, and the process surrounding her daily care and medication has become as routine as brushing our teeth in the morning. I'm thankful her job provides her with excellent health care insurance, and I know all too well just how unbelievably lucky we both are to have this. The doctors tell us that if her next physical is as positive as her last one was, we can start seriously thinking about and planning for having children. Thankfulness compounded by thankfulness.
Uh oh. That sounds ominous.
My family is healthy and sound. My friends are all hanging in there to one degree or another, but all of them likewise have their health, and just about all of them still have a job. Nobody I know has died or gotten sick, nobody has gotten hurt (with the exception of one friend who knocked out some teeth in an unfortunate encounter with a sidewalk), and nobody has moved away. My friend's children are all growing up too fast - toddlers became sprinters, and some of those sprinters became college freshmen, a mind-blowing transition even from a distance - but I am told this is to be expected. Someday, soon perhaps, I will be afforded the opportunity to experience this first-hand.
There's a reference to Chief S itting Bull, the bird-smacking stoned red-faced primitive.
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Dear God, please don't let it reproduce! :o :banghead: :bawl: :censored:
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Dear God, please don't let it reproduce! :o :banghead: :bawl: :censored:
No worries. He mentions they're thinking about it. They'll have to go get plans drawn up for another stall in the master bath. Once they gat palns then they have to raise funds and go through construction. Then they'll be able to have a glory hole so they can even think about having sex, you know, DUmmie style.
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I'm thankful for being in a new home. Earlier this year, my wife and I moved out of our overpriced downtown bunker and into a nice little house on the outskirts of the city. The rent doesn't break the bank anymore, we have a small yard where we can grill, and we have actual neighbors instead of drunken mobs throwing trash everywhere and vomiting in the streets at all hours of the day and night. There are birds (read: real birds, not pigeons) everywhere, including a huge hawk that soars above the house on wings that look to be fifty feet across. The cat seems to dig the new place more than either of us, which is enough to be thankful for all by itself, given how much of a vicious brute he can be when things aren't to his liking. We have a home now, my wife and I, and I feel blessed because of it.
He is a breeder in the making. Moving from "hip liberal" downtown to suburbia. Next he will abandon DU and claim "teabagger" status.
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He is a breeder in the making. Moving from "hip liberal" downtown to suburbia. Next he will abandon DU and claim "teabagger" status.
Thats what I was thinking -- he is starting to sound like a 'teabagger' - but the primitives will love him anyway.
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we have actual neighbors instead of drunken mobs throwing trash everywhere and vomiting in the streets at all hours of the day and night
It's a pity his neighbors won't be able to say the same thing anymore.
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Dear God, please don't let it reproduce! :o :banghead: :bawl: :censored:
:rotf: :-)
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No worries. He mentions they're thinking about it. They'll have to go get plans drawn up for another stall in the master bath. Once they gat palns then they have to raise funds and go through construction. Then they'll be able to have a glory hole so they can even think about having sex, you know, DUmmie style.
:lmao: :rotf: :lmao: :rotf: :lmao: :rotf: :lmao: :rotf:
I almost spat coffee all over our mortgage application paperwork! H5!