Let me preface this post by saying this:
I love to debate. I love to argue the issues in an environment that is condusive to learning from other people's thoughts and opinions on the "meaty issues" facing us today.
That being said, let me say this:
Some people are absolute MORONS! I pulled into the post office on Saturday mailing fathers day cards (sorry dads - they will be late this year), and some woman was parked in the lot with a cop beside her. She had an infant in the front seat laying in a car seat. The officer was very politely, yet sternly informing her of the perils of car seats in the front seat.
This woman's argument?
"This is my child, if I want to put him in danger, it is my right to do so".
Now - I didn't stick around to see how this all turned out, but all I was thinking is this.
1. This woman is a moron, and should probably be slapped with child indangerment charges.
2. She had no legitimacy or basis for her argument, yet she continued to "debate" with this officer on her rights as I went into the building.
Makes me wonder a little bit about the debates I love. When people feel passionately about something - whether it is right or wrong under the law and devoid of logic, does their pure basis of beliefs constiture a legitimate argument? What do you think?
Monday, June 22, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
O the Stupidity
Nelson Blewett, 22, was treated for serious burns in Port Angeles, Wash., on May 18 after playing a game of TAG-tag with pals. They were spritzing each other with TAG body spray and then striking matches, creating mostly lower-risk flames. Then, perhaps inspired by too much beer, one friend added lighter fluid to the game. Blewett was afire for 30 to 45 seconds until he leaped from a second-story porch and rolled on the ground. (He survived but with "excruciating" second- and third-degree burns.) [Peninsula Daily News, 5-21-09]
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Update on Children with Nazi Names
EASTON, Pa. (AP) ―
(12/17/2008) Police say three New Jersey siblings whose names have Nazi connotations have been placed in the custody of the state. Holland Township Police Sgt. John Harris says workers from the state Division of Youth and Family Services on Tuesday took 3-year-old Adolf Hitler Campbell and his younger sisters, JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell and Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell from their home Tuesday. Harris says family services did not tell police the reason the children were removed. Agency spokeswoman Kate Bernyk says it does not comment on specific cases. The children and their parents, Heath and Deborah Campbell, received attention last month when a supermarket bakery refused to put Adolf Hitler Campbell's name on a birthday cake.
(12/17/2008) Police say three New Jersey siblings whose names have Nazi connotations have been placed in the custody of the state. Holland Township Police Sgt. John Harris says workers from the state Division of Youth and Family Services on Tuesday took 3-year-old Adolf Hitler Campbell and his younger sisters, JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell and Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell from their home Tuesday. Harris says family services did not tell police the reason the children were removed. Agency spokeswoman Kate Bernyk says it does not comment on specific cases. The children and their parents, Heath and Deborah Campbell, received attention last month when a supermarket bakery refused to put Adolf Hitler Campbell's name on a birthday cake.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Sick Sick Sick - 3 Year Old's Hitler Birthday Cake
http://www.kare11.com/news/whatsup/whatsup_article.aspx?storyid=532570&catid=333
Cake request for 3-year-old Hitler namesake denied
EASTON, Pa. -- The parents of a 3-year-old were turned down when they asked a New Jersey supermarket to put the boy's full name on his birthday cake.
The kid's name: Adolf Hitler Campbell.
The parents are upset not only by the decision by the ShopRite, but with an outpouring of angry Internet postings in response to a local newspaper article.
Heath Campbell of Easton, Pennsylvania, says people need to "start focusing on the future and not on the past." Campbell says he named his son after Adolf Hitler because he liked the name and because "no one else in the world would have that name."
A ShopRite spokeswoman says the Campbells were also refused a couple of years ago when they asked for a swastika in the decoration.
As for this year's birthday cake, mom Deborah Campbell says a Pennsylvania WalMart agreed to put the kid's full name on the cake. (Copyright 2008 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)
Cake request for 3-year-old Hitler namesake denied
EASTON, Pa. -- The parents of a 3-year-old were turned down when they asked a New Jersey supermarket to put the boy's full name on his birthday cake.
The kid's name: Adolf Hitler Campbell.
The parents are upset not only by the decision by the ShopRite, but with an outpouring of angry Internet postings in response to a local newspaper article.
Heath Campbell of Easton, Pennsylvania, says people need to "start focusing on the future and not on the past." Campbell says he named his son after Adolf Hitler because he liked the name and because "no one else in the world would have that name."
A ShopRite spokeswoman says the Campbells were also refused a couple of years ago when they asked for a swastika in the decoration.
As for this year's birthday cake, mom Deborah Campbell says a Pennsylvania WalMart agreed to put the kid's full name on the cake. (Copyright 2008 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)
Monday, December 15, 2008
I hate Minnesota
My parents are still stranded in Minneapolis, waiting for a flight to no where - a.k.a International Falls.
It took me 2 hours and 45 minutes to get to work for a commute that is usually at the most 45 minutes.
It is so cold out that the flourescent lights in my garage would not turn on this morning - and Murphy's Law being what it is - I promptly dropped my keys on the garage floor.
My daughter (while we are stuck in traffic) started whining that it was taking too long to get to school and she was going to miss "chocolate muffin day".
I forgot my daily dose of caffeine this morning - and had to drink a juice box pilfered from my daughter.
I know that last statement has nothing to do with Minnesota, but I didn't want to start a Monday Post.
It took me 2 hours and 45 minutes to get to work for a commute that is usually at the most 45 minutes.
It is so cold out that the flourescent lights in my garage would not turn on this morning - and Murphy's Law being what it is - I promptly dropped my keys on the garage floor.
My daughter (while we are stuck in traffic) started whining that it was taking too long to get to school and she was going to miss "chocolate muffin day".
I forgot my daily dose of caffeine this morning - and had to drink a juice box pilfered from my daughter.
I know that last statement has nothing to do with Minnesota, but I didn't want to start a Monday Post.
Most Anti-Climactic Emergency of the Weekend
So, last week my mom and step dad were in Jamaica. I semi-hated them because they were there, and I was stuck in this sub-frigid environment called Minnesota.
That is, until I heard this upon their return:
They were flying from Jamaica to Memphis, and were supposed to be landing. They circled and circled and circled for like an hour. No word from the pilot or flight attendants on what was going on. Then, they landed - hard and fast . . . . . and came to a dead stop. No taxi'ing, no gateway - just stopped. They look out the window, and realize that they are surrounded by emergency vehicles and crash response teams. Turns out that the nose gear or whatever failed, and they were not sure they could land without crashing. Nice huh? Anyways, the plane would not move any further - so they had to be pulled to the gateway.
So, if you are looking for a moral of the story - here it is:
NEVER go to Jamaica without me, or I will put a voodoo curse on you and your plane.
That is, until I heard this upon their return:
They were flying from Jamaica to Memphis, and were supposed to be landing. They circled and circled and circled for like an hour. No word from the pilot or flight attendants on what was going on. Then, they landed - hard and fast . . . . . and came to a dead stop. No taxi'ing, no gateway - just stopped. They look out the window, and realize that they are surrounded by emergency vehicles and crash response teams. Turns out that the nose gear or whatever failed, and they were not sure they could land without crashing. Nice huh? Anyways, the plane would not move any further - so they had to be pulled to the gateway.
So, if you are looking for a moral of the story - here it is:
NEVER go to Jamaica without me, or I will put a voodoo curse on you and your plane.
Friday, December 5, 2008
This or That
Some years ago, a friend introduced me to a totally fun waste of time called "this or that". The way it goes is that you give two things, and the other person has to choose which one they would prefer. Simple right? However, this "game" can get dangerously gross and somewhat distrubing. Some of the more "unusual questions" that have came up include:
Getting stabbed in the eye or Getting stabbed in the ear.
Having hemmohroids for life or Having diarrhea for life.
You get the drift. That made me wonder what the people reading (and I know there are only a few) this blog could come up with to top that. Please post away!
Getting stabbed in the eye or Getting stabbed in the ear.
Having hemmohroids for life or Having diarrhea for life.
You get the drift. That made me wonder what the people reading (and I know there are only a few) this blog could come up with to top that. Please post away!
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