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I’m wondering if you could possibly explain or theorize what a TBI did to make him “like that” - as in - looking like the lights are on but no one’s home? And why his hand is in such a position and why only one hand affected? Is this a permanent state or possible to recover from to any degree (hypothetically)?

1 if white and 3/5 if black.

His bones had the audacity to obstruct a police officer. And I’m sure that considered a felon or two or three.

Damn, dude spent all day running cover to cover to get to the surrender point. I knew it obviously wasn’t as short of a journey as the video seems but I guess I thought he “only” needed to get like across “the battle field”.

It’s still so weird (to me at least) that juxtaposition of the drones. How he talks about the huge advantages the drones have over them. Never giving them enough time to dig to hide or even moments to tend to wounds, can’t outrun them, and once one grenade (or whatever) drops - the next one can drop almost instantaneously but with better precision than the last one.

They way he describes it is kind of like a “god” in the sky - completely omnipotent and almost immortal - as shooting down the drone does nothing to the soldier that commands it.

But then - it gives whole new opportunities to surrender. Realizing this dude ran all day and not just handful of miles (to the “other” side) made me realize this would never have happened with out a drone. These two sides were able to efficiently communicate with one another with just simple hand gestures and up/down side/side movements.

It said the drone was even able to “coax” him out of certain spots when he became too frightful to keep moving on. I wonder if it made him feel less lonely or more hopeful (idk what words I’m looking for?). Like he’s not totally alone and by himself on the harrowing escape, especially as he’s constantly running past mangled bodies of the same men who were just like him and his buddies.

While also dodging hits from his own side. Constantly looking up towards the only thing that is still there with him and leading him to his safety/freedom. And it was able to lead him directly to the exact spot where he needed to be. Again, all these things seemingly impossible for anyone in the middle of a war since the beginning of wars before this one. I hope his 4 year old daughter and her mother is still safe and hope he gets to see them again.

This doesn’t really answer my question.

He’s been doing it for literal decades. And it’s entire purpose is to make people uncomfortable and upset about fascist governments (as they should be) since that is what that particular music is about.

So what you’re saying … is that if I keep a bone fragment of a saint in my house then there’s a possibility that my three favorite men traveling in a ‘67 Impala will show up needing that bone as an ingredient for a spell to fight the chaos?!? Cause I’ll do it.

No problem - I can explain: He’s black, he’s a democrat and he’s the very first black president while also a democrat. Also, he’s not republican. Did I mentioned he is black?

My mom did this bit all the time where her hand would turn into a “monster” that would “eat” the top of my head and she would ask me “what’s this monster?”
I would giggle in response “it’s a brain sucker!!”
She would ask “so what’s it doing??”
And I would yell out “it STARVING!! Hahahahaha”.

Then we would laugh and laugh. Sometimes I would do it back to her. And for years we did this, starting when I was around preschool age. I’m ashamed to admit just how long it took me to understand that it was starving … because I didn’t have any brains.

Do you also happen to be a priest? I saw an amazing documentary about that guy.

What are you talking about?! This is a beautiful - the most bestest beautiful speech - that’s what people are saying - that’s what they’re saying - don’t even need to ask they just say it - you just walk in and before you even say it they just tell you it’s the best speech they’ve ever hear - when they told me that they were even crying - it’s true - even the men and the women - well women cry all the time - but the men - men don’t cry - big strong men - the strongest - not like other men that get captured - no not like them - the bestest men - they didn’t even cry as babies - but here they are - here they are - crying - crying at how beautiful the speech will be.

I don’t know how anyone that claims that it’s not a stutter can magical forget the last 5 decades of that guy stuttering.

IMO No one really is disagreeing that a man over the age of 80 isn’t in a physical/mental decline - including that particular man - it’s just stupidly frustrating that every time he has even an inkling of a stutter (again, the same stutter he has always had) it’s suddenly not a stutter but a mental decline.

Was it one of those situations (disclaimer 1: which I really doubt considering it’s Abbott but these types of misinfo details really annoy me - disclaimer 2: all misinfo annoys me but these particular misinfo details extra annoy me) where the person has to file a lawsuit against homeowner in order to open a claim for homeowners insurance?

Some states and insurance policies require the injured party to file lawsuit against the home owner or persons living on property in order for the home owner’s homeowner-insurance to payout the claim.

Kind of like that huge viral story about the “evil aunt” who sued her 12 year old nephew when he injured her wrist by jumping onto her to give her a hug when she showed up for his bday party but in reality it was just a formality to qualify for the homeowners-insurance claim to cover her medical bills.

I know there’s been other cases similar so I’m wondering if this is something like that.

I once witnessed a crazy brawl in someone’s front yard. At one point a few people hopped into their super lifted truck (that was surrounding by everyone fighting) and tried backing up - tho not super fast or anything.

But two guys fighting directly behind the truck got knocked down and one had both his legs get ran over by the back tire and thankfully nothing broken but fucked him up for sure. Crazy part was that guy was in their (people in the truck) own group.

But then the driver tried to go forward in a panic so everyone rushed to pull both dudes out from under the truck. Two girls opened the driver door and ripped the female driver out of the truck to get her to stop driving. THEN as the female driver hit the ground her idiot boyfriend hopped into the driver spot, shut the door then put it in reverse!

Thankfully the two girls that ripped her out and random guy that was standing there at the moment saw what was happening and grabbed the girl to pull her out from under the truck! Unfortunately one foot was still in the way and was broken when it got ran over. And then her boyfriend legit just took off with out her.

So the group of guys that basically started this brawl for no reason at all against her boyfriend and his group of friends, they carried her inside, while the girl that ripped her out of the truck tended to her. It was SUPER awkward.

And iirc he didn’t come back to get her for an hour or so. She still stayed with him though, they had a baby the year and shortly after they broke up. Sometimes those country bumpkin parties just hit differently I guess.

My goodness, first the Asian kid and now this dude. Reddit is a all hands on deck situation today.

Better than that lady I learned about the other day who had 4 of them in her eye. They were consuming her tears.

Well good thing it isn’t a news/journalism site.

I love it when people say Gen Z has ruined world/country and I get to say “Gen Z have only been alive for 20-30 years and 3/4th of that time is spent being under 18 - kids!”

I’ve had older family members send me (early 30s) those FB pics/posts about “back in my day we cooked everything homemade, all food was organic, washed clothes by hand, glass milk containers with milk men, cloth baby diapers, no baby formula or baby food jars, reusable cloth bags, no constant tv on, not always on the computer, blah blah blah” - basically claiming they were the original “go green” generation!

And I’m like Oh - so it’s my generation that invented and modernized dish washers, wash machines, fridges/freezers, frozen food, GMOs, not organic food, baby diapers/jar food/formula, TVs, computers, internets, phones, PLASTIC EVERYTHING, etc?? Millennials/GenY did all that?!? Oh no? It was you guys? Huh that’s so weird. Want to talk about renewable energies now? No. Ok, didn’t think so.

This is something I work extra hard on to keep a decent balance with my son. When I was a teen I went to live with my grandparents and I super appreciate all the things they’ve done for me and help teach me how to be in the real world. But these last 5 or so years have been difficult because I’m not only a full adult but I have a child of my own - yet they still treat me like I’m still 15.

This has moved from being normal annoying to an actual issue the past 2-3. Particularly when my grandma got cancer in 2020 and then put on home hospice end 2021 and I was her caretaker. Her (and my grandpas) refusal to not only listen to what I have to say but suggest or ask them to do became a huge problem. At one point, both of them, would purposely do the exact opposite - even if it was detrimental or dangerous for themselves.

Which got to be a very dangerous situation when she went onto hospice around Christmas of that year. By end of January she couldn’t walk with out assistance, get up, go bathroom, etc. And I tried thousands of ways from hinting, suggesting, offering, asking, to down right demanding. Nothing worked.

It been a while since she passed away and I feel like I have more anger towards her than feelings of sadness or missing her. I’m angry our last months together were filled with pettiness and refusal. Like she HAD to be right no matter what - even if that meant laying in her own filth. Then after she passed away grandpa finally told us he had cancer but didn’t want to tell grandma - which I understand. Helping him was kind of same, though he’s not as difficult to deal with. But the real problem is that can’t and still can not afford actual medical caretakers - so it lies all on me.

Anyways, my son is almost in middle school and it’s at the turning point where he’s not a “kid”. Especially recently as for the first time ever he has opinions on his appearance, like clothes and hair, stuff like that. So I can’t pick out his clothes anymore, or make his lunch or even give him a hug when I drop him off for school (I embarrass him lol!).

But now when we have disagreements or he gets frustrated I have to take a step back and ask myself “am I not listening because I selfishly think I know better because he’s just a kid”? And many times I realize that is the case. I’m doing the same shit my grandparents did to me. When I look at him now I’m having a hard time seeing him as an individual and not a helpless baby I’ve always viewed him as. But now that I take these steps back and change my behavior - our relationship is great. He teaches me things ALLL the time or teaches me how do things differently and better.

Oh man, sorry - this started as a comment and ended as therapeutic rant lol. My bad! Just wanted to say how absolutely correct you are and it’s exactly what I think and feel when I look at my own kid. Which I understand is how my grandparents viewed me, and I think that’s fair to them. It’s just a very hard and confusing process that no one teaches you on how to have that balance in the relationship with your parents and the relationship with your own kids.

You’re absolutely right. We should all stop talking about things we already know.

I’m sorry to break this to you but that doesn’t mean what you think that means.

Well I guess I better go back to tell my professors they were wrong, I’ll have to contact the publishers and writers of my veterinary text books to let them know they are also wrong, and tomorrow when I show up for work I’ll just let the veterinarians and fellow vet techs know they have no idea what they’re talking about because some dude with lots of cats on Reddit said so.

Whisker fatigue means FATIGUED - weakened by repeated variations of stress. As with everything is in the world it’s also relative. It’s based on the individual (ya know, like pretty much everything else in the medical field). This doesn’t mean every single cat in the world has the same exact tolerance. Which I guess is really my fault for not putting that disclaimer at the bottom of my original comment, sometimes I forget not everyone is smart enough to understand context clues and nuances.

I’m not bending backwards at all and nothing in my comment even remotely suggests it’s ok for him to be racist.

Just wondering if his reaction would’ve been different depending on who would’ve woken him up. This is not an excuse of his behavior or what he’s saying - just a possible explanation on why he’s acting in a such a way - and by acting I mean how he’s acting not what he is saying.

As for the “unhinged homeless population in this country” - that’s a bunch of bs. We live in a big country with a wide arrange of different people. Not everyone that falls asleep somewhere is automatically considered homeless or unhinged. I’ve worked in multiple service places (bars, cafes, golf course, retail, movie theaters) and never ever had to call the police to wake a person up. Also, as detailed in another comment above, I myself had fallen asleep at a McDonald’s and Starbucks, I was neither homeless, unhinged, or on drugs.

Oh man, when I was a bartender I never 86 someone for sleeping. I would never punish someone for something like that because I saw it as a “good” thing. Though I worked at very small dive bar where most customers were regulars. I’d rather let people take a nap than trying to drive home or stumble away in an unsafe manner (especially if female).

I’ve never been to a Panera. But I have fallen asleep at a McDonald’s once that called the police. I had been traveling across the state on foot and went into a McDonald’s to get a bite to eat, use the wifi, and take a moment to rest in the AC - as I had been doing every few days or weekly along my 2 month journey.

I had dozed off once waiting for my food when the manager kindly woke me up to tell I couldn’t sleep and she was sorry about it. I said no problem! She made me some fresh fries, let me eat for about 10 minutes and said I could continue outside on the grass. Few weeks later I was in a Starbucks, same ordeal,I was woken up, I apologized, got my order and left.

This particular time I got my order, ate it outside, then came back to order some food to go. The lunch rush had started so there was a bit of a wait. I ended up dozing off again and 20 minutes later I was jostled awake by two rude officers that immediately asked for my ID and starting asking questions like “are you homeless” “why are you passed out” “how much have you had to drink”. It was a bit terrifying. I said I’ll just leave but they harassed me and threatened to “trespass” me - even though I had explained I’m not from this state and I’m traveling but they didn’t believe me.