He ceased being a dumpster diver when he drew a weapon on an officer.
He ceased being a dumpster diver when he drew a weapon on an officer.
If police abusing their powers is liberal, you need to reevaluate your outlook on the world because the only thing I’ve seen in the article and comments that could be construed as liberal is a throwaway line by the author. Here are things I care about:
Unreasonable search? I don’t think so, especially in this instance. Upon being approached by a uniformed officer the suspect drew a weapon. That right there is reason enough to escalate the level of observation. If I were a judge I’d have to fight not to sneer at a lawyer that tried to challenge the deployment of the…
Tear it down and build a statute of a real Maryland hero:
That girl that crushed a can of beer on her head last weekend.
“They say they love you, but they will forsake you. This, I know.”
No, I don’t think so. It is/was nice to have service recognized and respected when I returned home. Especially as I’m mindful of how poorly our Vietnam-era forebears were treated.
+1 Sensitivity Training
No, don’t be bummed. What he did was the most diplomatic and tasteful compromise I can think of.
How come Chris Rock can do a routine, and everybody finds it hilarious and groundbreaking, and then I go and do the exact same routine, same comedic timing, and people file a complaint?
so you want the government to enable a tax because fuck you? you really want politicians to be able to do that?
Which could be countered with lackofsituationalawareness, go fuck yourself.
Many good points, almost all of which make me feel guilty.
1. If you have kids you need the space all the time so a car won’t do, but a minivan would (if you can get over the image.. my wife can’t hence SUV)
2. Probably should. I didn’t
3. Probably true. But they are soul-crushing and kinda pricey (unless you get a…
Yeah my inner 1SG was screaming “CHOCK BLOCKS & DRIP PANS.”
Thanks Tomsula!
BACK IN MY DAY WE SUCKED ON WET SPONGES STRUNG AROUND OUR NECKS AND RESOAKED THEM WITH OUR TEARS
Back in my day, when I needed a sip of water, I had to get permission from a nun to walk down the hall to the water fountain and be back in less than a minute. And we were never allowed to drink too much water because then we’d have to go to the bathroom. And guess what, she was right because hooo boy did I ever…