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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: thelaughingman on April 03, 2011, 12:35:42 AM
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This is one of the stupidest things I've ever read:
Link (http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=439x799796)
Stinky The Clown
Sat Apr-02-11 11:22 PM
Original message
Humanity should not tolerate industries wherein an accident can and has resulted in death for the...
.... the workers who stay behind to clean up the mess.
:thatsright:
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Stinky continually tries to win the DUmmie of the year award, but his posts are too stupid to land 1st prize. He bores the heck outta me.
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What few responses you got from that pearl of wisdom stinky shows that even the DUmp thinks you are an idiot. :rotf:
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What few responses you got from that pearl of wisdom stinky shows that even the DUmp thinks you are an idiot. :rotf:
And they claim Christians want to send society back to the Dark Ages. If Stinky had his way, we'd be living in caves and grunting a lot.
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And they claim Christians want to send society back to the Dark Ages. If Stinky had his way, we'd be living in caves and grunting a lot.
You forget, sir.
That is the sparkling husband primitive's world, Skins's island.
The primitives sit around and grunt a lot.
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You forget, sir.
That is the sparkling husband primitive's world, Skins's island.
The primitives sit around and grunt a lot.
Well... yeah... That's a given, but they want to drag the rest of us down with them.
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Stinky tries to clear the air.
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Response to Reply #8
10. The OP wasn't about accidents in the course of normal operations. That is expected.
The OP was about the death of those engaged in the cleanup.
Cleaning up a nuclear accident, for example.
What about the fireman who enters a house to recover the body of a fellow firefighter who died in a house fire and the house falls on him, killing him?
These incidents happen every day.
I think Stinky got a hold of some bad catnip.
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Stinky continually tries to win the DUmmie of the year award, but his posts are too stupid to land 1st prize. He bores the heck outta me.
You're seeing the results of the sparkling husband primitive's wife's testing with the chemistry set, trying to come up with something undetectable, the perfect crime.
Chemicals of course are volatile, depending upon the mixture.
That's why the sparkling husband primitive is so, uh, erratic.
But anyway, it's going to be interesting, the sparkling husband primitive's next trip to San Francisco, to consult with his business associates. I'll keep everybody up-to-date as it happens.
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I remain mystified at how this nitwit keeps getting votes in the Top DUmmy tournament every year, always finishing among the moronic elite. I think it must be because he's somehow managed to worm himself into coach's DUmbass pantheon, and the respect we all have for coach's judgement in such matters... but I just can't figure out how it happened. If we judge DUmmies solely on the basis of post volume, he qualifies. Squatting over that catbox for hours on end, accompanied only by his laptop and a pissed-off cat, he sure does churn out tons of posts. The problem is that in the hundreds, maybe thousands, of posts I've seen from him, he's never shown the slightest spark of cleverness, never a trace of intelligence or wit or entertainment value, and his predictable democrat rants are boring beyond description. No way such a pedestrian DUmmy, among a field of flaming, spectacular lunatics, should be getting DOTY votes, but somehow he does. Combined with the inexplicable victory of proud2BDUmb, it makes me think Bev Harris may have been onto something.
Pleeeasssee let TiTtyboy return! Greenbriar, we neeeed you! TwixVoy, Mythsaje, armyowalgreens, Beth, Mrs. Packer, Bouncy Balls, CalPig, UGP, Pittster, anyone...give us more material so we can ignore this stupid Husb2Sparkly pinhead.
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Hey Stink puss,.....
:straw:
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So basically, we shouldn't have cars, or police, or firemen, or electricity, or construction, or roads, or (insert just about any industry here...)
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Pleeeasssee let TiTtyboy return! Greenbriar, we neeeed you! TwixVoy, Mythsaje, armyowalgreens, Beth, Mrs. Packer, Bouncy Balls, CalPig, UGP, Pittster, anyone...give us more material so we can ignore this stupid Husb2Sparkly pinhead.
You know, sir, it's been so long ago that I had to go look it up:
franksolich's votes:
for the Willie:
spooked911
for the Annie:
Redstone, Chief S itting Bull, the bird-smacking stoned red-faced primitive
for top primitives:
-Atman, Pedro Picasso
-B0G, the Barack 0bama Group
-Cyrano, Oscar Wilde, the large-proboscised primitive
-EFerrari, Doug's stupid ex-wife
-HawkeyeX, the crossed-eyed Iowa primitive
-mike_c, the mike_c primitive
-MrScorpio, Mr. Lamond Dorkio
-NNNOLHI, Don the grouchy old primitive
-Proud2BlibKansan, the Die alte Sau, the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher
-Skinner, my fellow alum Skins
Remember, franksolich's vote for Pedro Picasso is just a token one, not to be taken seriously, and seriously no one else should waste one of his precious ten votes on Pedro Picasso, selecting instead from credible candidates.
It's just that franksolich is sentimental about an always-voted-for choice, six years in a row I've voted for the retarded blockhead who wouldn't know the difference between an apple and an electric fan.
The guy couldn't win a horse race even with a jet engine strapped to the saddle.
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I remember I was influenced by chris_ at the time. chris_ didn't want the sparkling husband primitive to win anything, no way, and so I didn't vote for him either.
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....The primitives sit around and grunt a lot.
That certainly explains the final output of the DUmp. :-)
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I remember I was influenced by chris_ at the time. chris_ didn't want the sparkling husband primitive to win anything, no way, and so I didn't vote for him either.
But..but..but..you've dedicated some of your best, some of your most explosive literary efforts to him.
I hope he doesn't have any autographed first editions.
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I remain mystified at how this nitwit keeps getting votes in the Top DUmmy tournament every year, always finishing among the moronic elite. I think it must be because he's somehow managed to worm himself into coach's DUmbass pantheon, and the respect we all have for coach's judgement in such matters....No way such a pedestrian DUmmy, among a field of flaming, spectacular lunatics, should be getting DOTY votes, but somehow he does. Combined with the inexplicable victory of proud2BDUmb, it makes me think Bev Harris may have been onto something.
The way I recall it was that we were at our old home, and for some reason the sparkling husband primitive caught my eye; I suspect it was only his screen-name, nothing more, because this was long before we learned he had to share the bathroom in the basement with the cat, and way long before we learned he's a caporegime for the d'Alessandro crime family in Baltimore.
I think it was just his screen-name, nothing more.
Anyway, so I grabbed one of my textbooks of Freudian psychology, and wrote a long detailed analysis of the sparkling husband primitive, and posted it. This was at our old home, and so of course that treatsie was lost to the world when our old home crashed. I no longer remember all that I said--it was a long piece, after all--other than that he's highly submissive, and that the sparkling husband primitive's wife was "likely" bored with him.
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But..but..but..you've dedicated some of your best, some of your most explosive literary efforts to him.
I hope he doesn't have any autographed first editions.
Oh, but there's a reason for that; the writer's psychology.
All writers tend to do their best writing for an audience they know is there.
One can't write simply imagining one's on a stage, and there's a lot of blank faces filling the seats.
One writes best when one focuses upon someone he knows is appreciative of his writing.
To date, I'm aware I have an audience of three primitives--Pedro Picasso, the sparkling husband primitive, and some unterprimitiven whose name I forgot thirty seconds after reading it--only one of whom has ever expressed any appreciation.
This is why the Mrs. Alfred Packer stories are always dedicated to the sparkling husband primitive; all all who read franksolich, he enjoys what franksolich writes, and reacts.
I dunno what sorts of mental tricks other people use when writing, but for me, myself, I have to have a "picture" of a particular individual in my mind, when writing.
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Shame for making fun of a Navy vet who had a long, distinguishing career. :whistling:
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Awwwww, the guy who has a mega super duper totally has a crush on frank and I, didn't get much of a response :( if I were a member there I'd give him a hug.
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Shame for making fun of a Navy vet who had a long, distinguishing career. :whistling:
Actually, sir, that's where I have a little bit more than a scintilla of respect for the sparkling husband primitive, who was in the U.S. Navy 1965-1967, serving out of Charleston, South Carolina.
He helped keep us all safe, when franksolich was a little lad, guarding our shores against invasion by Senegal.
It would've been a nightmare, had the Senegalese involved us, occupied us, and ruled over us the past fifty or so years. America wouldn't be anything as it is today, if that had happened.
I think this was where the sparkling husband primitive made his wrong turn in life; he stayed in the Navy only two years, whereas if he had made a career of it, he would undoubtedly be Fleet Commander by now.
But alas, 'twas not to be. The allure of quick and easy big bucks was stronger than his patriotism.
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Awwwww, the guy who has a mega super duper totally has a crush on frank and I, didn't get much of a response :( if I were a member there I'd give him a hug.
The sparkling husband primitive's a big guy, as tall as franksolich, but with considerably more heft than franksolich.
This was always confusing to me, whose only exposure to males of Italianate derivation came when I lived in Pennsylvania and New Jersey many years ago, and I was struck by how short they all seemed.
I dunno; perhaps the sparkling husband primitive's an anomaly among the Italianate.
(disclosure: franksolich did spend one entire January in Italy itself, when in college, wandering around examining lives and tribulations of the workers and peasants there--some of the nicest people one can hope to meet, considered nameless and faceless beasts by the leftist elite over there, but surely princes to God--but I was young at the time, and not as perceptive as I later became.....so I didn't take note of heights.)
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The sparkling husband primitive's a big guy, as tall as franksolich, but with considerably more heft than franksolich.
This was always confusing to me, whose only exposure to males of Italianate derivation came when I lived in Pennsylvania and New Jersey many years ago, and I was struck by how short they all seemed.
I dunno; perhaps the sparkling husband primitive's an anomaly among the Italianate.
(disclosure: franksolich did spend one entire January in Italy itself, when in college, wandering around examining lives and tribulations of the workers and peasants there--some of the nicest people one can hope to meet, considered nameless and faceless beasts by the leftist elite over there, but surely princes to God--but I was young at the time, and not as perceptive as I later became.....so I didn't take note of heights.)
The Italian men in my family are and were a mix of short and tall and quite a few slightly overweight.
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The Italian men in my family are and were a mix of short and tall and quite a few slightly overweight.
Well, if the sparkling husband primitive is to be believed in this instance--and I do believe him--at 6'3" (his statement), he's 220 pounds (his statement), about 60 pounds more than his cardiac physician wants him to be (the sparkling husband primitive said "20 pounds more," but was probably lying).
And now you, madam, have me racking my brain. I've met a few women of Italian derivation who were a little bit on the ample side, but damn, I can't ever recall meeting a fat Italian guy in real life.
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Well, if the sparkling husband primitive is to be believed in this instance--and I do believe him--at 6'3" (his statement), he's 220 pounds (his statement), about 60 pounds more than his cardiac physician wants him to be (the sparkling husband primitive said "20 pounds more," but was probably lying).
And now you, madam, have me racking my brain. I've met a few women of Italian derivation who were a little bit on the ample side, but damn, I can't ever recall meeting a fat Italian guy in real life.
LOL, in my family some of the men were overweight, not morbidly obese though, they did nothing but eat meatballs, sausages and pasta all day everyday it seems, and dessert was usually something like a rum cake. The women in my family are either thin, normal or a few pounds overweight, my weight is normal although at 1 time I was on iron pills for like 3 months and lost so much weight from it that I looked anorexic.
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LOL, in my family some of the men were overweight, not morbidly obese though, they did nothing but eat meatballs, sausages and pasta all day everyday it seems, and dessert was usually something like a rum cake. The women in my family are either thin, normal or a few pounds overweight, my weight is normal although at 1 time I was on iron pills for like 3 months and lost so much weight from it that I looked anorexic.
What the sparkling husband primitive needs to remember is that thin people who've had heart attacks and who are at risk for another, are a Hell of a lot easier to treat, than fat guys who've had heart attacks and who are at risk for another.
franksolich can fit into the clothes--with room left over--he wore in high school; it would probably be good for the sparkling husband primitive to get at least to where he could fit into his naval uniform.
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The women in my family are either thin, normal or a few pounds overweight.....
I need to add: women who have borne children, even if only one, have an excuse for extra poundage.
When viewing people in real life, I have the habit of "discounting" or "adding on" points for this thing or that thing; a woman who has borne infants looks anywhere from 10 to 100 pounds lighter (depending upon her size) in these eyes.
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A person could make a far better human being out of 8 year old cowshit then Stinky could ever hope to be.
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You know, madam, I can't speak for all men, only this man.
When evaluating the looks, the appearance, even the sex appeal, of a woman, I stop to consider a whole long list of criteria (which means it usually takes me a long time to size her up).
Take, for example, the Die alte Sau, as compared with a Russian babushka.
Other than her hate-filled grimace and eyes, the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher, is not unpleasant to the eyes. Sure, she's a little old, but she looks better than many her age.
And we all know of the short, squat, fat, carbuncled Russian babushka.
Before these eyes, these two eyes, pass judgement upon the aesthetics of a woman, the brain evaluates several factors. Is this a woman who has borne infants? Is this a woman who has suffered much? Is this a woman who has encountered disappointment, discouragement, and futility? Is this a woman who has had a hard life, or an easy one?
And then the final, most important question: is this a woman who has borne her burdens well?
(Now you know why it takes franksolich a long time to decide whether or not a woman is beautiful.)
And so very quickly evaporates the fat, the wrinkles, the carbuncles, the years, and any other visual unpleasantries about her, of the babushka, who in these eyes is suddenly a very beautiful woman indeed.
And then on the flip side of the coin, evaporates away all those things that make the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher aesthetic, corroding her away into a festering gangrenous blob.
I realize not all men look at women that way, but that's the way it is with me.
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I've met a few women of Italian derivation who were a little bit on the ample side, but damn, I can't ever recall meeting a fat Italian guy in real life.
Unlike you, nearly all my exposure to people of the Italian persuasion has been in The Godfather movies, Goodfellas, and The Sopranos. The vast majority of Italian men were really fat - many hugely, morbidly, Las Vegas Leviathanesque fat. I'm pretty sure those shows are accurate depictions of Italian society.