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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: dutch508 on October 04, 2014, 11:04:56 AM
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Think about it for a moment before you read the below OP. The absolute worse year of your life...
Ok. Ready?
MohRokTah (4,653 posts) http://www.democraticunderground.com/10025618903
What was the worst year of your life that you remember?
Mine was 1968.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated.
Robert Kennedy was assassinated.
Vietnam was horrid, and my uncle was there. As a five year old the television images are vivid to this day. Tet and all the rest. There were riots after the assassination and at the Democratic Convention in Chicago. Nixon was elected. It was an awful year.
The only redeeming factors of 1968 were Apollo 7 in October and Apollo 8 in December.
So.... at 5 years old the DUmp monkie was crying his eyes out about MLK, Rob Kennedy, the Tet Offensive, the Nixon election, and Democratic riots?
:rotf:
davidthegnome (2,455 posts)
10. 2005.
Severe psychological breakdown that left me bedridden and unable to function normally for months. Couldn't read, couldn't sleep more than twenty minutes at a time... couldn't eat more than just enough to stay alive. Lost sixty pounds in two months - not something I would recommend to anyone, ever.
To this day, I shudder when I think of it. No idea how I somehow eventually came out of that one more or less intact. Made my world a little darker forever, I think.
This is more realistic.
CaliforniaPeggy (111,459 posts)
13. 1991--no details. n/t
Before the last gender reassignment surgery I suppose.
Sognefjord (207 posts)
18. 1980. Lost an election badly and I will take those wounds to the grave and also Reagan was elected and led us down the garden path to hell or at least got us well on the way.
O-)
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I remember it well....like it was yesterday....wait a minute....it was yesterday....Obama was still president....maybe today will be better.
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davidthegnome (2,455 posts)
10. 2005.
Severe psychological breakdown that left me bedridden and unable to function normally for months. Couldn't read, couldn't sleep more than twenty minutes at a time
What the DUmmie doesn't say is they slept for 20 minutes and was awake long enough to eat and smoke some dope and go back to sleep.
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Back in the 1960s, I got circumcised, and I couldn't walk for a year!
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laundry_queen (7,313 posts)
32. 2008-2010
2008 first my dog of 13 years died and immediately after there were multiple deaths in the family really close together. Then, after coming back from the last funeral, my husband told me he wasn't sure he wanted to stay married. 2009, I was physically sick the entire year, flu that landed me in the hospital, severe strep, then some mysterious rash on my upper torso that wouldn't go away, then multiple bouts with norovirus. Then my husband moved out so I was a single parent - and sick. I found out my husband had nearly put us into bankruptcy and hadn't been paying the bills. My car was repossessed and I didn't even know we were still paying anything on it (he had told me it was paid off). Then anxiety issues hit and I nearly had a full blown nervous breakdown. 2010 it was confirmed to me that my husband had been cheating on my since our youngest was a newborn at least. So I moved away with the kids and I had to start school after being a stay at home mom for 12 years (since I had no education, other than a year of science), and leave my kids in childcare, which is something I swore I would never do. I moved in with my parents, who promised me the moon (they promised to pay tuition, and long term place to stay, they promised co-signing a mortgage when I was ready to move out, they promised to pay for activities for the kids and take them, they promised to be involved with the kids, they promised me all new furniture when I moved out) then reneged on every single promise and kicked me out just as school was starting f/t. I had no money (because I had to pay tuition that my parents had promised to pay) but I had to find a place to rent. My ex was the one who helped me out at that point.
Those 3 years were the worst. Everyone I thought cared for me demonstrated that they didn't give a shit. I went from thinking I had a family who was supportive to realizing my parents were narcissists and my ex was a sociopath.
Things are so much better now. It was a struggle but now I have a degree and a job and my own home. I wouldn't want to go through those 3 years again for anything.
Gosh.....the Dummy is married for a dozen years, has a bunch of kids and gets dumped by her husband, expects mommy and daddy to pick up where he left off, and pay all the freight so she can go back to school.
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The washing machine riding primitive
Those 3 years were the worst. Everyone I thought cared for me demonstrated that they didn't give a shit. I went from thinking I had a family who was supportive to realizing my parents were narcissists and my ex was a sociopath.
It's not them, DUmmy.
It's you.
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2008 first my dog of 13 years died and immediately after there were multiple deaths in the family really close together. Then, after coming back from the last funeral, my husband told me he wasn't sure he wanted to stay married. 2009, I was physically sick the entire year, flu that landed me in the hospital, severe strep, then some mysterious rash on my upper torso that wouldn't go away, then multiple bouts with norovirus. Then my husband moved out so I was a single parent - and sick. I found out my husband had nearly put us into bankruptcy and hadn't been paying the bills. My car was repossessed and I didn't even know we were still paying anything on it (he had told me it was paid off). Then anxiety issues hit and I nearly had a full blown nervous breakdown. 2010 it was confirmed to me that my husband had been cheating on my since our youngest was a newborn at least. So I moved away with the kids and I had to start school after being a stay at home mom for 12 years (since I had no education, other than a year of science), and leave my kids in childcare, which is something I swore I would never do. I moved in with my parents, who promised me the moon (they promised to pay tuition, and long term place to stay, they promised co-signing a mortgage when I was ready to move out, they promised to pay for activities for the kids and take them, they promised to be involved with the kids, they promised me all new furniture when I moved out) then reneged on every single promise and kicked me out just as school was starting f/t. I had no money (because I had to pay tuition that my parents had promised to pay) but I had to find a place to rent.
Answers to the name of "Lucky."
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Before even clicking on this thread I knew this:
Sognefjord (207 posts)
18. 1980. Lost an election badly and I will take those wounds to the grave and also Reagan was elected and led us down the garden path to hell or at least got us well on the way.
was coming. Good, (D)Ummie. It warms my heart that you have led a warped, frustrating life of psychosis, bitter disappointment and unrelinquishing hate. I hope your coming end is long, painful and financial devastating. :bird:
Vietnam was horrid, and my uncle was there. As a five year old the television images are vivid to this day. Tet and all the rest. There were riots after the assassination and at the Democratic Convention in Chicago. Nixon was elected. It was an awful year.
Uh-huh... ::) You knew all about this stuff at 5? Give it a rest, McBragg. E-Gads, these people are so full of shit.
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Uh-huh... ::) You knew all about this stuff at 5? Give it a rest, McBragg.
When Amy Carter was twelve, her number one concern was nuclear proliferation.
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Vietnam was horrid, and my uncle was there. As a five year old the television images are vivid to this day. Tet and all the rest. There were riots after the assassination and at the Democratic Convention in Chicago. Nixon was elected. It was an awful year.
I remember vividly living through the Carter years when I was an egg and the glint in the milkman's eye. They were terrible.
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I remember vividly living through the Carter years when I was an egg and the glint in the milkman's eye. They were terrible.
At least you didn't actually have to LIVE the Carter years, you lucky bastard. I got married and bought my first house in 1979, the interest rate on my mortgage was 17.9%.
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mid may this year comes to mindf
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mid may this year comes to mindf
Skul!!!
It's great to zee you back!
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ffinallly got wifi working at va. hard to type......
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Worst year? I thought their existence is misersable filled with injustices and outrages.
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At least you didn't actually have to LIVE the Carter years, you lucky bastard. I got married and bought my first house in 1979, the interest rate on my mortgage was 17.9%.
Yeah...I joined the Army around the start of the Carter years, and then watched my pay turn from 'Okay' to 'Nothing' in four years of runaway inflation and stagnant military pay - and on top of that, with three years of it in Germany, what his economic genius did to the Dollar-Deutschmark exchange rate was like pouring gas on that particular fire.
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Yeah...I joined the Army around the start of the Carter years, and then watched my pay turn from 'Okay' to 'Nothing' in four years of runaway inflation and stagnant military pay - and on top of that, with three years of it in Germany, what his economic genius did to the Dollar-Deutschmark exchange rate was like pouring gas on that particular fire.
Carter's DUmbass economic genius resulted in our dairy farm having to declare bankruptcy. (Refer to Mr. Peanutbrain's PIK Program, for Payment In Kind, his answer to increase corn prices.)
What it did was if a farmer agreed to take his corn acreage out of production for a year, he would recieve 80-90% of his yearly production in shell corn. The land had to lay fallow, it couldn't even be grazed. Fair enough, BUT, hidden in the fine print, was the stipulation if corn prices reached a target price, (it did), the farmer would have to pay the government back, AT CURRENT MARKET PRICES, for the corn he got the previous fall!
The only good thing about 1979, besides getting married, was graduating college debt free.