because it isn't recognized as a crime.
This is a sequel to this pair, the dog giving out the penalty and the cat receiving it. The first was the cat's poker streak, always losing. Rather than gamble for money, it was for penalties which were on file. Here, the dog got tired of the cat being in the way and penalized him with displays all ready for him to endure. Here, it's happy birthday with explosives on the cake.
The other morning, a tell-tale path was dug in the grass. The ditch wasn't nearly as wide as Bugs Bunny's burrowing, but it was just as winding. It likely stopped, but failed to turn at Albequerque. Something was digging, but for what? I couldn't figure out what was digging, let alone for what.
Tonight, I got my answers, a raccoon was chasing a mole. I saw it at work last night, chasing then digging. They are a good deal more nutritious than bird seed -- about all he'll find in this yard. The neighbors have a vegetable garden which has been feeding raccoons, squirrels, and opposums this year. I pity the neighbors for trying with so many greedy hands.
I would guess the digger is an adult (though smaller than some of the trashbag size urban raccoons I have seen, female. They semi-hibernate, but with a predicted mild winter, it won't have to store a large larder or fat.
Confidentially, I don't much care for the destruction that moles do, but they eat grubs that hurt plants and grass. They can help the grass be ariated, but with too many, you get moguls in your lawn. I think there are enough to spare, so I'm not unhappy about one or more being food for the raccoon.
Don't pay close attention. Don't expect logic. Don't have a corrupt mind.
Going here, I saw some Wacky Races cartoons. Once racer, Penelope Pitstop (pictured above) has a pink car with blonde hair design. If you watch it like I watched it ... looking at details, a blonde bit on the windshield is almost always covering her chest. It looks like a hand (kinda) and so my mind raced to a direction that it wasn't intended ... or was it?
In both of these scenes, the pistol packers fired at Snagglepuss who ran much like Oz's cowardly lion (perhaps a greater source of the character's basis then my description below) He was the target because he was a lion, or was it beccause he was pink?A drunk driver who left his children in the car after the scene of an accident was found with mutiple stab wounds. He was found by a repairman. Isn't irony a funny thing? I guess someone left the scene of an accident where he was stabbed.
Fort Wayne's board has written a wonderul re-submission to the smoking ban and ordinances. While it concludes with, "more money and staff needed ... inadequete at this time ..." it is an idea for policy change. Namely, the exclusion of "clubs" that would allow smoking via a clause. Bars might also be affected when a new law or ammendment is ratified, which might end smoking in bars as well. What was surprising was that Indiana has the 2nd highest adult tobacco usage in the US, if I read that correctly. That is surprising.
When the new laws, hopefully bearing out to reality &/or ammendments are written and ratified, I hope that Indiana is a less-smoke filled state. I believe that, since smokers spend around $1000- $2000 per year, that could easily be spent on Nicorete gum or patches to cure the habit.
This is based on the report on the direct relationship between smoke (first or second-hand) and disease. It's really obvious, but people are generally stupid or fiesty, preferring their ignorance. I'm sure that the people who smoke would not like it if I were to pull out a plastic model and begin building it with glue at the dinner table. What's that you say, it stinks and is proven to be a health hazzard? Gosh ... quit your smoking and you got yourself a deal! If you smoke, I'll laquer my curio cabinet near you ... use a fire extinguisher to put out the fire danger.
I think Kraft Foods can make good money without the cigarette sales.
While this is in direct opposition to everything that they suggest and direct and won't last, it might very well mark the point where people have finally gotten sick of criminals. Here, specifically school infiltrators and child murders; but applicable to many circumstances. I think calling in for a surgical strike on the felon(s)' butt is wiser. Often, conpliance yields better results, but examples given in the article point to times when compliance yeielded suffering then murder.
Skip all that! I think America sould finally wake and be sick of crime and criminals and accept, "I shoot the bastards! That's [our] policy!" That's right. Whether the muderer was suffering from a bad case of indegestion or inoperable brain tumor, the wrongness of the act requires action -- prompt action. Tooo often people try to emancipate people from their actions and responsibilies. Gosh, he did that because he was abused *1, or she had PPD (post partem despression) or PMS, or mixed coffee and three other caffeine drinks and got too wired.
While this thinking -- prepatory retalitory violence, may be innappropriate for some situations, I dare say that subduing an attacker (especially when outnumbered -- which is almost always the case) makes much more sense than accepting the doom. If you do some reading on recent shootings, including the poor victims of the Amish killer, he supposedly brought in materials for raping as well, since he freed the boys. In another shooting, the guys were freed and a few girls freed who reported to police/swat outside that he was sexually assaulting the girls there. They went in and only one child died. Now, fingers could be pointed to police mishandling, but if a felon comes in with automatic weapons, do you really think he's going to drop them and say ... "kidding!"
*1 Those abused are not doomed to repeat the crime. That's bullcrap! Victims, more than non-victims should know the wrongness of the act and how it hurts and the long-standing difficulties it can have, therefore they should not act out the abuse that "still" makes them suffer. If they are struggling that badly ... seeking counseling. Many therapists work cheap or free and are readily available.
I have never been confronted with rape or murder before, but I would like to think that I would battle until the end. "If you're gonna die ... if you're gonna die. If you're gonna die ... if you're gonna die. If you're gonna die ... die with your boots on!" + In one hypothetical, first you are raped then you are killed or you could die fighting never being raped. "It's a logical transaction, one life for billions." "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few -- or the one."
+ Iron Maiden, meaning, die fighting, die trying -- don't so easily submit to defeat on important matters.
I got it from the library, categorized as an educational video. It wasn't educaitonal, per se, but worth seeing parts of it. The premise is analyzing the dumbing of humans through media, but it first examines the psychological terms of "idiot, imbecile, moron" related to IQ. Now these terms are synomous and interchangable for stupid acts or persons acting in a stupid manner.
The movie raises some interesting points, but continues to use the same technique it claims that TV does to capture the audience -- soundbites and 2-5 seccond bursts of visuals; including violence, sex, and less savory human tendencies. I found it easier to experience with my eyes closed, visuals distracting from the meaning. In the end, it both reviles and shields Bush in regards to stupidity. Generally, post viewing perspective -- which is it, that he is stupid, "only plays one on TV"+, or that he is made stupid.
In any case, many are stupid, anyone can act in a stupid manner, and that no one that they polled (people on the street) could really give a good meaning of the word stupid. There were a few long scenes of people waiting to enter a theater to see Steve-O and a Jackass creator in "action". While waiting, COPS crowd antics ensued including jumping onto a locally parked car, uprooting of a street sign, and more. What a complete waste! The throngs of the easily manipulated couried and pushed into violence by the anticipation of stupid live acts.
I won't rate the movie, as I would not want to see it in its entirety again, but ... I would like it re-edited for the 20 -40 some good minutes of narration that it does have. The background could be switched instead of seeing countless Jackass-esque antics from real accidents or violence. That would, of course, "rip the soul" out of the artistic work that is Stupidity.
+ used in the movie declaring him to be not an idiot
Judge ruled that women may protest topless. I believe he added the caveat that the protesting women be "sweet honies with bodatious ..." Okay, he didn't add that, but the "sweet honeys" part he should have added. I think, if the protesters were thinking clearly -- ha, fat chance there, that the 400 pound women be discouraged from going topless.
Hey, what's with the non-traditional burlesque show going on there? Are the dancing hippos with the dancing ostriches as well?
Of course I didn't say those things. And if I did, I didn't mean them. And if I did mean them, I meant them in a satirical manner. I got more sense than to say those racist things!
Yeah, I remember saying those things. They were funny.
Alcohol is a hell of a drug, eh?
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Now, Gibson is trying to do three card monte with the media. You see .... it's that cop, he's got it in for me, you see? I didn't inhale, while expelling my awful tirade on Jews everywhere.
I'm waiting for Gibson to come out and just admit that he's an ass and be done with it. Didn't he see Clinton? "I did not ..."
Pennsylvania court rules in favor of plaintiffs in Wal-Mart suit. Hmmmm ... $78 million, which will be appealled taking another 8 years, 'til finially it drops to $54 million and $40 some million dollars in court fees and lawyer costs+ yielding around $10 million for those affected, after taxes and other fees, bringing a healthy $20 check to each party on the class action suit against Wal-Mart.
So, Wal-Mart loses money, maintains prices, foregoing the happy smiling bouncing face lowering prices and reshapes its policies and procedures.
Two people I know that work or have worked recently for Wal-Mart remarked how "anally retentive" it was about clocking in, out, breaks and the seeming minutia. I suppose it/is due to the lawsuit mentioned above. Hmmm, food for thought, I suppose.
MSNBC chose a picture of lotto winners outside the courtroom delighted that they won. I guess no one told them that it would take years to get the money, which would be widdled down to less than a day's paycheck per litigant. Well, it's gas money for 2015.
+ intentional reversal
including slowpoke Jinxie and Pixie and Dixie. He isn't the same as Slowpoke Rodrigez (also fastest gun in Mexico), but you get the 60's drift, right?
Snagglepus, ending a cartoon with, "Wait ... I'm going to gay Paris (paree) too!"
Man, this case could go either way .... [ring]
Yes. Um hmm. I see. Okay, let me know if his condition changes.
Well, what? Why isn't he here?
He's dead.
Child molester finally does the right thing -- kills himself. Far too late, but still the effort is comendable.
Oh, wait ... make that Dragon's Keep (Cafe). Lances are prohibitted. Cerpicio, MR, and I went into the cafe Thursday. I first had to wait to the little beeping and the blue light+ to know if I should walk straight or left. The wide hallway (the cafe) was quaint, cramped for space, but they did a nice job with what space they had. The 60s-80s music was intersting. The barrista was friendly enough and Cerpicio and Paula had been there often enough, he knew him.
The coffe was okay ... hey, it was coffee, right? The food, overpriced, but I didn't know that. I'm picky about nearly everything, so the food was okay, just. The atmosphere, decor is unique to the coffee shop, but it would be better out west or east looking a little out of place in its present locale.
The wrought iron chairs (2 chairs per table) was better suited to couples -- you know, like Cerpicio and Paula. Anyway, it was okay and for couples who like wrap sandwiches and coffee or tea, it is a quiet, quaint little place. More more space and some scents (oils, candles, or incense) it would be homey.
+ allusion to arcade game (first laser disc game '80s, later a short-lived Disney cartoon. For trivia, the laser disc games failed as a "new wave" of arcade games.
Shoot, shoot, shoot ... shooting . .. shooting, shooting. It also encourages you to hit a target more than once. I really like overkilling.
Look, I have a compromise. Inmates stop being uncooporative and the dogs won't need to be there. I have another solution. If inmates are uncooporative, you move them unconsciouly to the new locale. How they change from conscious to unsconscious is up to the prison authority then. I don't want to hear any more about who bit who. I do think, however using trained aggressive dogs in this manner sets a bad precidence for law regarding mauling deaths and harboring of dangerous animals, etc. The dogs, noted here are trained aggressive, as has been the argument of felons (caught and to be caught) who raise dogs for dog fights.
I like better my idea of moving instructing prisoners with the guidelines that transfers while conscious is preferred, but not manditory. Hey, look! You're already in prison, generally+the more obstinant ones are repeat felons. The guards and staff should be safe, so ... I prefer to error on the side of staff and faculty safety, rather than worry as much about rights infringement on the "poor" convict.
+ generalization, for sure, but not unreasonable.
I was nude because I had stress in my life. I'll use this case all the time now. You see, I have bi-polar disorder and stress, which is why I was wandering in the nude. You see, it makes sense, right? Presently, I don't have bi-polar disorder, but with the right lawyer, it's likely to win. I'm wondering where that hidden lover is. Oh, come on now. A man wandering around in the nude at the offices after business hours. You know he has a lover there. The reason is not medical, but perhaps is biological.
I think the constitutional law being violated is the pursuit of happiness (and safety and well-being) for children and parents alike. 1,000 feet is too short. I'd recommend 1,000 miles. I suggest an anchored floatilla (Waterworld) in the South Pacific. Sex offenders -- move or kill yourselves, either way, we win.
