You’ve pretty much got it. He’s referencing someone who misinterpreted a study either through malice or stupidity that looked into the mortality of COVID patients on vents—though it’s not a COVID-specific problem—that showed many patients had died of an acquired pneumonia that comes from being on a vent (VAP). The…

You really just took whatever this nonsense source as correct without thought? Nothing about it smelled funny enough to indicate that maybe you’d want to look into that claim—at least before parroting it—in order to not be seen as an idiot? Care to guess why some COVID patients were put on a ventilator? It’s OK, I…

Few? I’m lucky if I can drive a few miles without smelling a skunk’s ass. Go for a walk, same thing. City, woods, doesn’t matter—these entitled degenerate losers impose themselves on everyone else at all times worse than cigarette smokers used to. Moreover, these weak people drive terribly and the cops can’t test for…

When driving, I hate other drivers, cyclists (the spandexers, at least), and pedestrians. When I’m walking, I hate drivers, and at least half the other pedestrians. When I ride, I just hate drivers, so I guess that tracks for me.

I wish my car isolated me from outside smells. I can smell all the weed junkies driving…

And FEEL. You often felt connected to the machine you were operating. In many of these older cars, you could actually feel the texture of the road, the throttle was a GD cable that operated a more linear throttle without the hesitation of modern ECUs second guessing your demand, clutches with well defined catch points.…

Had an 1800 ‘83 sedan and ‘84 wagon and this is too much for me. ‘83/4 hardtop coupe with a stick and a better color. . . maybe, but still probably not.

While I have my doubts that even a properly designed bit of greenway is going to get people to go for a walk around downtown when there isn’t an event going on, relating to Detroit concerns with San Diego observations is cute. Since it’s pretty obvious you’ve never driven there, picture a place maybe two steps removed…

That would match my experience, as well. Trying to kick the tail out at about 20 mph in the snow on snow tires to cancel understeer on a turn once like I’d done a thousand times had me fighting alternating fishtails down the road worse than when I was learning to drive. I made sure subsequent cars had off switches for…

Do you mean the real event—not a scenario—the OP excused that I based a comparative statement on to point out the ignorant absurdity of his excusing a murderer based upon a bad assumption of PTSD? The article is about a crazy fuck who murdered a guy for no good reason after 2 years of some perceived minor grievance. OP…

Cool, so can I go kill people and use my documented PTSD as an excuse for sympathy and as a get-out-of-jail-free card? I’m such a victim! Guy was an old POS who stewed for 2 damn years over a stupid car repair that he never brought up with the shop as being what he felt was inadequate and that couldn’t have been that…

Shrunken balls, both figurative and literal.

All the innocent people cops shoot for no reason and they take this shriveled-balls POS in? And just 5 years? Who in the DA’s office is taking bets on how long it takes after he gets out to murder someone? Oh, he’s white . . .  ah.

Yeah, I would have used my car as a weapon on him. Bring a pipe to a car fight? Good luck, degenerate.

Unlike alcohol, weed can’t be pinpointed to being in the system to a specific time enough for OUI conviction, so as someone who lives in a legal weed state (and was naive enough to vote to legalize it, not realizing just how many weak, selfish losers there are out there who cannot apparently go more than a couple…

It’s because they need to make excuses for themselves, just like any other addict. They can’t face it because they can’t quit it because they’re addicted in spite of what their own enabling propaganda claims about it not being addictive.

This exactly! They can’t pinpoint marijuana in their system to the time of the incident, so there’s no way it’s reported as much as it should be. I constantly smell weed driving around and I know which car it’s coming from by the swerving and sudden maneuvers from nearly missed turns and such. I refuse to believe…

As says every drunk driver. It’s called denial and it’s common with junkies who aren’t ready to face their dysfunction. You’re no better than them.

Dumbest vote I ever cast was legalizing the shit in MA. Now, not only are the swerving dumbfucks somehow seeming to outnumber the phone-fuckers (and I can tell because I can smell you scumbags even with your fucking windows up, you POS), but I smell off-brand skunk ass everywhere I go whether I’m driving, walking…

Beyond the very base bottom-feeder cars, generally the more you pay, the worse the value.

You would be amazed at the variation of climate and topography of the world outside of your tiny corner—even other places that see snow.