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They don’t require friends to take.
See, this is why I always make eye contact with the camera and show a genuine smile while posing with my riot gear and assault rifle.
Really, it’s not that different from Bush jerking off about the Moon and Mars while Iraq was collapsing into a hellhole.
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Ignore everything, leave at 5.
Our society consistently rewards this kind of person with dozens of lifetimes worth of money.
Meh. Cult of “Talent”. Paying exorbitant salaries signals to everyone else that you have the best “talent”. You need to pay exorbitant salaries to “retain” the best “talent”. Everybody else in the company is disposable but executive “talent” must be “retained”.
Woo, can’t wait until we’re putting people on watch lists or preemptively imprisoning them because they lack “empathy genes”.
So your preferred course of action is to assume the position and patiently wait to be executed by the shooter.
In how many of those situations was the person who tried to “talk down” the shooter summarily shot in the face and left dead while the killing continued?
“Personal day? Come to work or you’re fucking fired.”
You’d be pissy too if the entirety of the liberal media establishment was pushing all day, every day for you to be punished for the actions of lone psychos.
Well, I’ll tell you what. When a killer comes to your workplace, you can point at him and yell “Hey! You can’t have that! That’s illegal! Wait, you can’t shoot at me! That’s illegal too!” Write me back and tell me how it goes.
Oh, hey, cherrypicked incidents with no statistical context. Sharks kill more Americans than teachers negligently discharging in schools.
Well, you can A, Depend on people who have demonstrated a refusal to help you when your life is in danger, you can B, Depend on yourself, or you can C, Bend over, kiss your ass goodbye, and dutifully wait to be shot.
“Not good enough” is this site’s fucking motto.
“Not good enough” is this site’s fucking motto.
I read that article about how the person whose specific, professional job it was to protect the lives of students instead chose to sit outside the building shitting his pants.
Your shitty McDonalds manager not only controls your access to food and shelter, he now controls your actual survival.