Does The US Military Enjoy Getting Their Own Blood On Their Hands?

I don’t really have an organized thought pattern for this story, so I guess I’ll just start writing and see what comes out.

James Raymond was a soldier in Afghanistan. He lost the hearing in one ear and he developed a bad knee that needed surgery. He was honourably discharged and declared 10% disabled. They set him up to receive small monthly cheques, and he was told that he was put in the army reserve database, but not to worry because unless world war 3 broke out, he wouldn’t be called back. Now, he’s being deployed to Iraq!

What in the blue hell is the US military smoking? Sure he may only have the hearing in one ear and a bad knee now, but if he can’t move fast enough and he can’t hear where all the bullets are coming from, he may be an easy casualty! Sending someone into battle like that is like sending a lamb to the fucking slaughter!

They say that they’re going to give him a five-week medical evaluation before they send him for training. For his sake, I hope to christ he fails.

This Story Doesn’t Hold Any Water

Ok, a while back, I read a story about a guy, Chad Hudgens, a member of a sales team, who was held down while his team leader poured water down his nose as part of some kind of team-building exercise where he urged the team to work as hard to sell as Hudgens had to work to breathe. That’s just sick! Now, the guy’s suing them for what they did to him, and the company is saying it never happened like that.

At the time, I didn’t post about it, because there was too much he said she said. But now, the quotes have gotten too good. The story goes so far as to say that several people didn’t know what waterboarding was. They thought it had something to do with water-skiing. Yeah, riiight. I admit that lots of people don’t watch much news, but to not know what waterboarding is? Ok then.

Even better, the company’s lawyer says there would have never been a suit if it wasn’t for all the stuff that goes down at Guantanamo Bay. Ya wanna bet? If things happened the way Hudgens said they did, the suit still would have happened, just without the term “waterboarding”.

And what about this whole bullshit about Chad obviously knowing what was going to happen beforehand because he handed his keys and cellphone to coworkers? I probably would have handed my keys and cellphone to coworkers if I was going to lie on some muddy grassy hill as part of some exercise. Why lose something? Just because I got other people to hold stuff isn’t a sure sign I knew I was about to get waterboarded.

And the whole thing about him being able to lift a hand to tell them to stop? There were four people holding him down! Good luck with that, lawyer guy. Let’s see how easily you can get an arm out while four people are holding you down and someone’s pouring water down your nose. Let’s see if you’re even thinking about lifting an arm. I’d be too busy trying to speak, realizing I couldn’t, and then panicking.

There are so many scummy quotes in here that it’s insane. I think the company’s lawyer has done more to harm the company’s reputation than any throwing around of a given term.

I Have To Put This Up, Or I’ll Keep Giggling

16 Apr, Wed, 06:50:39   
Google:  
assful of juicy man goo

Well hello again Hardon Ricky. Nice to see you. It has to be you who searched for such a, um, graphic search term. Sadly, we’re on the first page for that queery, below some nasty links to anal videos and something called sex cube. Alrighty then. But the one in search of the man goo came here. Did the anal videos and sex cube not have any man goo? Or maybe it wasn’t enough man goo. What’s really scary is according to google, it could only find 41 search results for such a thing. On the whole internet, there were only 41 pages that even came close to delivering what our anonymous weirdo behind the keyboard was looking for.

I hope our searcher’s quest for man goo ends soon. Even though s/he didn’t find it by coming here, s/he sure gave me a giggle.

The Victoria Lindsay Story Gets Weirder

Here’s a puzzler for you. Remember I talked about that kid who got the crap kicked out of her by 6 kids who then put the beating on YouTube? Well Apparently the kids bought her drinks and apologized for the beating before leaving her at the drugstore. What kind of freaky people would do that?

There’s even a recording of her 911 call where her friend’s mom gets on the phone and says these kids have been known to try and run other people off the road. So my question is did YouTube tell them to do that too? This wasn’t a one-off. These kids are obviously messed up, and I don’t know whose fault it is, but it’s bigger than one YouTube filming.

Trixie’s Been Home One Year!

I really hope this post doesn’t suck, I’m still really tired from taking a two-day first-aid course. But I couldn’t let this day pass without saying something.

Trixie has been home exactly a year. Can anyone believe it? It sure feels weird to me, even though I know it’s true, and the date is burned into my brain. I remember coming home, and everything was new. Sure, I had done this before, but I lived in a different place, and it was so long ago. There was the art of finding a place where she could do her business that was easy to find. There was learning where exactly I was going to go with the dog poop. There was knowing exactly how often she needed to relieve. Oh the first few days, I was out every couple of hours! Little did I know she would do anything to avoid having an accident in the house, and would tell me if she was about to burst. If I was too dense to get the message, she would bug the hell out of Steve until he said the magic words “uh, Carin, I think she needs to poop.”

It was so overwhelming at first. I was paranoid that I wasn’t giving her enough attention, even though I pretty much spent every waking minute with her. ThenI was paranoid Steve would feel squeezed out. Yup, I was a nutcase. An exhausted nutcase, but a nutcase. I remember trying to have a conversation with an old friend, and being so tired and worried about Trixie that it was no use.

And then there were the issues with my knee. I remember when mom and dad saw me getting off the plane and trying to walk around with that brace. It just about killed mom to see me in that much pain. I remember being terrified that Trixie would be nuts, just like Babs, and dad would have a heart attack. But Trixie was nearly perfect. I had to put the gental leader on her because she wouldn’t heel properly, but other than that, she made them love her in no time flat.

As we climbed into the back of mom and dad’s car, I could tell Trixie was wondering what in hell was going on. She squished up against me as close as she could. the poor, poor thing. I joked for a few months that she viewed mom and dad as the ominous agents of change, because they were the first new people she saw once we got off the plane. It was their car that took her to her new home.

This year has taught me a lot of stuff. I remember when I was preparing to get her. I was trying to think of everything, and I was freaking out about what I would have done with her if I was still working with those kids at the women’s shelter. I couldn’t have her in there with them, one of them might fall on her! But I couldn’t leave her up in the office. She might get into trouble or people might feed her, or…oh oh oh what to do? Now I know I would get a collapsable crate, leave it there, and crate her when I was there. Is that really so difficult? But it was difficult at the time. I guess that’s what a year’s experience will do. It takes the overwhelming and makes it ordinary and easy to solve.

People tell me I’ve been through the worst of the testing. Now, things should get better and better. I sure hope so. I want many more years with my little genius.

You Are Getting Sleepy…Sleepy…And Stupid…

From the country that brought you legalized public sex in the park comes wackiness of such a degree that it has to be a product of all that legalized pot.

Unemployed Dutch people are being forced to sign up for what is being called past-life therapy in the hopes that getting in touch with old selves and reflecting on the negative experiences those people might have had will give their current minds some perspective on why they have trouble finding work now.

Government officials, who are apparently serious about this and not just fucking with people because they’re high and they can, have gone so far as threatening welfare recipients with the loss of their benefits if they refuse to enter the program.

Luc Winants, the councillor responsible for social affairs in Maastricht, has defended the technique as a spiritual method for helping the unemployed.

“It might very well be true that reincarnation therapy is a means to get people back to work,” he told De Limburger newspaper.

Well ok, when you use that kind of persuasive language, spending those thousands of dollars makes complete sense. I’m a fool for thinking otherwise.

At press time there was no word on whether Mr. Winants had decided to seek therapy to get in touch with the past life that suffered a profound brain injury, but we’ll keep you posted.

There’s Always Time For Tim Hortons…To Shit All Over The Good Work Of Others

This,
for lack of a better way to describe it, is fucking retarded.

A small cafe set up in the Ottawa Hospital to help raise money to pay for new equipment has seen its revenue plummet ever since a Tim Hortons outlet opened up in the critical care wing of the same facility.

Hospital officials say that the charity gets a percentage of the rent paid by Tims, and that the move will ultimately mean more dollars for the hospital. That sounds great, and it would be if not for the ongoing discussions about whether or not the cafe should remain open or be shut down.

I freely admit that I’m bad at math, but even I’m smart enough to know that a percentage of something, even if it’s a big one is less than all of it, which just so happens to be the amount that the hospital takes in from the charity restaurant.

I don’t understand why anybody with any business sense or with the best interests of the hospital and it’s clients at heart would do something this stupid. Are there Tim Hortons executives on the hospital’s board? That’s the only reason I can fathom for a decision so utterly absurd. People are willing to donate their time and give you everything they make, and you repay them by allowing a chain store to walk in, take away all their business and then put less money into the fund? Some people are lining their pockets with this deal, I have no doubt about that. It’s just a shame that it isn’t the people who should be.