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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: Skul on August 13, 2013, 12:24:29 PM
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It started off almost comprehensible. Of course, that didn't last long.
http://www.democraticunderground.com/10023454682
nadinbrzezinski (124,732 posts)
Tue Aug 13, 2013, 12:07 AM
There are stories and then THERE ARE STORIES... and then there are gNads.
As you all know we have been covering the San Diego Saga in San Diego... so another politician falls from grace... I guess any medium to large sized city will have one of these at least a decade. If you are NYC, I guess once every five years... almost made sense.
But then there are stories that if they do not touch you in some way, I guess you are not human. And so is the story of Hanna Anderson going missing, after DiMaggio killed her mon, brother and family dog. It is one of those that I fear I will not forget any time soon. OK, can still read it.
We literally started listening over the scanner to a fire in the back country, a structure fire. I admit, my concern initially was the brush catching on fire, and so was the Fire Department... who responded quite a bit of gear to deal with that. The area is bone dry, and last year we had a large fire oh ten minutes from there. So there was the chance.
So, there was the initial reports of nobody home. Good news... and after two hours the call for Omega over the scanner (that is radio speak for Coroner). And from there it started to get weirder and weirder, and I guess the strangest of all details, when all was said and done... was the parallel of father and son. DiMagio's father did the same thing on the same dates over a decade ago. In the end he committed suicide. And DiMaggio went down the same path. What does that have to do with politicas or local fires?
I know most are going, monster, good, dead. I have to wonder if all this could have been avoided with not just access to medical mental health care, but good access to it? Away she goes. :lmao:
Regardless a father is burying a son and a wife, a grandmother is burying a daughter and a grandson. And a man who did this, will also be buried somewhere. Three lives... for what? And in the meantime, we all are left asking WHY? Who is "we" and "all"?
Good luck kid... I know the human animal is very resilient. But it will not be easy. What?? Good grief.
Only a few comments after she had to kick it once.
nadinbrzezinski (Original post)
Tue Aug 13, 2013, 07:30 AM
Star Member kelliekat44 (1,772 posts)
4. Unreal!! nt Got that right.:lmao:
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gNads isn't sure, but, thinks she's been dissed.
Response to kelliekat44 (Reply #4)
Tue Aug 13, 2013, 01:06 PM
nadinbrzezinski (124,732 posts)
6. ????? Yes, DUmbass, he whacked you.
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Gnads really shines when she has time to reflect and put her own thoughts down rather than CUT AND PASTE the inferior work of others.
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we had a large fire oh ten minutes
I grow tired of her throwing the ohs in her tales. I suppose she's attempting to be folksy or some such, but it grows old.
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Question.
.....I have to wonder if all this could have been avoided with not just access to medical mental health care, but good access to it?.....
The cousin comes from Mexico's 1%, the uppermost crust of the upper crust of that society.
The cousin's married to a retired submarine skipper, with good access to oodles of of good mental health care.
So how come she's never taken advantage of it?
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I grow tired of her throwing the ohs in her tales. I suppose she's attempting to be folksy or some such, but it grows old.
Your right. We should compile a list of her favorite "starters", or "enders".
"yup", "for those", "welcome to", "personal attack"...etc.
That's a list worth working on.
Question.
The cousin comes from Mexico's 1%, the uppermost crust of the upper crust of that society.
The cousin's married to a retired submarine skipper, with good access to oodles of of good mental health care.
So how come she's never taken advantage of it?
Psychotic bald dwarfs never have a problem. Everyone else does.
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Question.
The cousin comes from Mexico's 1%, the uppermost crust of the upper crust of that society.
The cousin's married to a retired submarine skipper, with good access to oodles of of good mental health care.
So how come she's never taken advantage of it?
Was he a skipper coach or just a submariner? I know she mentioned a submarine skipper when she was stocking up for the world-wide radioactive disaster that never happened, but I don't think that was her husband.
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Was he a skipper coach or just a submariner? I know she mentioned a submarine skipper when she was stocking up for the world-wide radioactive disaster that never happened, but I don't think that was her husband.
I'm not up on military or nautical terms, but her husband was the guy who steered submarines through the water.
<<<if incorrect, anyone is free to correct.
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I'm not up on military or nautical terms, but her husband was the guy who steered submarines through the water.
<<<if incorrect, anyone is free to correct.
Skipper tells driver where to go. Also says "up" and "down".
He's the back-seat driver with a say about everything, and you better obey.
Mister gNads was an underling.
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Skipper tells driver where to go. Also says "up" and "down".
He's the back-seat driver with a say about everything, and you better obey.
Mister gNads was an underling.
I have a feeling he's still being told what to do.
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I have a feeling he's still being told what to do.
The "up" and "down" part? :p :whistling:
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and this person is a journalist????? :mental: :mental:
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and this person is a journalist????? :mental: :mental:
She thinks she slept at a Holiday Inn last night. Just not sure. :-)
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and this person is a journalist????? :mental: :mental:
I know you probably already know the answer to that question, but let me tell you a story.
When I was a kid we had a front porch with two wooden, white rocking chairs. I took colored magic markers and drew little make-believe buttons on the arms of the rocking chairs. One was for phasers. One was for photon torpedoes. One was for warp drive. I would pretend that the front porch was the USS Enterprise and that the rocking chair was the captain's chair. Naturally, I pretended to by Captain Kirk. I even called myself Captain Kirk, but sadly, I was only Captain Kirk in my naive young imagination.
Let's look at some points…
1. I didn't get paid for doing what I did.
2. I didn't really accomplish much by doing what I did.
3. Anyone that watched would think it was funny/strange.
4. I was pretending to be something that I was definitely not: Captain Kirk of the Starship Enterprise.
Did you notice that you could change the last six words of point four and it would make the entire list fit a certain know-everything, egotistical, condescending windbag?
Thankfully I finally grew up. I realized that human interstellar space travel probably would never occur in my lifetime. That thoughts of such were just scifi dreams. That I was really and truly NOT Captain Kirk and would never be Captain Kirk. It was at this point that I realized that I was Batman.
Unfortunately, just saying that you're something does not make it so. As proof of that statement I know of a group the proclaims themselves to be the smartest people on the entire planet while the sane people on the planet view them as idiotic laughing stock.
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I wonder, for those who are proclaimed educators in the DU, think of our cousin, Gnads literary ramblings?? but then again, they might have commented, not to her liking, and be put on ignore....
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I wonder, for those who are proclaimed educators in the DU, think of our cousin, Gnads literary ramblings?? but then again, they might have commented, not to her liking, and be put on ignore....
If they are teachers, they're in unions and see nothing wrong with her posts.
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The addled submarine rider she's married to was a quartermaster.
I don't know anything about subs except when John Wayne took one through the Bongo Straits, but I think that's pretty far removed from the skipper.