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  43. I have unfortunately come across several survival stories of both men and women begging for help from strangers and being refused... There was always an impossibly large amount of money demanded, even when it was obvious the person in need was injured, or robbed, etc. In some parts of the world, cultural superstition keeps people from helping, or poverty of both spirit and body. Some people are just vicious. A very famous case was a young woman alone on a cruise who vanished off the boat, was heard begging and screaming for help, seen being dragged away by strange men who were not passengers off the boat and out of a store nearby on land.. A military man in a brothel even had her tell him her name and beg him to help contact her parents, and he didn't report it for over a year, because he didn't want to get in trouble!! Nice guy, right? Her family found a picture years later on an Internet sex room that they are sure is her, but could never trace it. Human trafficking is still practiced all over the world, and cruise ships are very easy pickings for drugging girls alone... If anyone ever asks you for help, you will save a life, even if you make a phone call! Someone may be drugged against their will, or have a head injury...don't assume they are crazy or "just a junkie". I have dragged parks workers over to an unconscious woman under a bush, who was there ignored by a ton of people in the middle the morning, why? Doesn't matter, she had been assaulted and needed help! the police came, thankfully. I have been driving down a local road and saw a woman pushed out of the moving truck onto the street in front me. I was the only person who pulled over..I found a man mowing his lawn to guard her with me until the police came, because the truck came back for more violence. Yes, I was afraid, and I was not armed, but I hope that someone would do it for my loved ones. I have had to practically force others to help out, but many people are afraid. I am not now...I learned to grit my teeth and stand up, it made me a better person. just a story that is true, because if I can do it, anybody can!!!
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  77.  @ellaann663  I think some people are just making the point that the world does not exist to pamper do gooders and actively punish aholes. Sweet, kind and gentle people get run over and killed every day, that certainly do not deserve it, and selfish people get away with murder and mayhem most of their lives by finding new victims (every politician and movie producer pretty much). So, if you're altruistic, you will enjoy the act of helping someone and feeling happy about the fact that you made someone else happy, which is a reward in itself, and if you are selfish and narcissistic, only more and more one upmanship will bring your ego satisfaction, "winning" will be all that matters to you. This is often determined by how big of an amygdala you were born with. MRI studies on serial killers showed that they all had a damaged or shrunken amygdala, taking away empathy. Most of humanity is pretty much on the fence, ethically speaking, so doing good will have a ripple effect that spreads, as does nastiness. That's why crowds are so dangerous, happy one moment, then panicking or rioting the next. The people that stormed the capitol were mostly unbelieving of their own actions when away from the others, because they thought they were doing their own thing, when they were just part of a colony like ants.. People that "follow the crowd" usually have low self esteem and want to be part of whatever others are doing in hope of acceptance and care...so, basically, even with no heaven, hell or monetary rewards, caring and compassion generally have a more lasting and positive effects on your own mental health and those around you. If you affect others, it will be, at the very least, non negative and at best, uplifting and inspirational. I stand with those who have a personal code of ethics of my own, and never blindly follow anyone without serious reflection, which means I never follow at all. I personally like it that way and enjoy helping people and animals, everyone has a choice (except for those whose amygdala came out of the factory defective....).
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  123.  @NeekSquad  You have absolutely no evidence to back up your statements. insistence that bullying is only about disabilities etc. or that shaming is only applicable to certain situations is just labeling, which is simplistic. Psychologists, doctors and counselors could easily show examples of children who have no apparent "defects", who were bullied out of school. Many children are given invented faults by others (nicknames, about a perceived weakness is an example). To tell a child who is viciously bullied to just get over it is doing further damage. Some children with psychological damage that is severe at home or at school, cannot heal themselves. To blame them for not overcoming it is scapegoating. It also gives the bullies permission to continue to take their bullying to further levels. One reason there is so much attention paid to this issue today is because bullied children who cannot recover (the way you think they should) are proven to carry the damage into adulthood, self medicating with drugs, smoking or alcohol, having difficulty with relationships, or inflicting abuse on their own children to continue the cycle. Child and spousal abuse is shown to have its roots in bullying the abuser experienced as a child that was never addressed, stopped or healed. It is not weakness if someone cannot get over systematic efforts to destroy them. Please look up the effects of gaslighting, minimizing, narccisst parental abuse and scapegoating. I think you will horrified to learn that your attitude is common and leads to part of the reason there are so many people in the world that have severe anxiety issues. The issue of overcoming bullying is not simple, and to insist that there is a uniform solution that applies to everyone is naive.
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  156. There is a book called captive, about two german settler brothers who were taken captive for several years, and when one was returned, he completely identified with the indians because he had been taken around 8 or 9 and went through his teen and young adult years with them, an extremely formative time. He was always very unhappy to go back to the thankless and constrained life of a farmer, and was considered an outsider by everyone around him, finally living most of the time in a cave outside of town until old age. I found this fascinating because I have family through marriage that lives in the exact area, and there are many stories passed down of indians trying to, or taking young children of all kinds. The tribe were not racially motivated, and healthy children were important to keep the tribes alive, so there were many Mexicans, black and european indians who intermarried with each other and considered themselves as indians. My mother is supposedly (we haven't gotten dna proof yet) half indian as a result of grandma falling for an indian at a reservation while her husband was working as a cowboy for a big ranch outside Dallas, Texas in the early 1920s. He was gone all the time, and I heard parts of this from grandma herself, who talked to me at length when I was a child about her best "friend" who was an indian. She obviously loved him and never got over it, as I heard about it many times, although she tried to disguise the identity of her friend. My mother DID always look like a central casting movie Indian all her life, she had black hair and eyes, was very tall and had high cheekbones and a hawk like nose. Everyone else was blond..... Back then, it would have been disastrous to have had a child in a relationship
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  199. I think you're born with addictive tendencies or you're not. I've known hundreds of people who were intensely addicted to many different things at the same time. Whether it was coffee, smoking, sex, dancing, whatever. If they did it, they couldn't stop and the activity would take over their life, Then something else would take its place. A drug addiction is a physical addiction, but if you don't have addictive tendencies, it's not as difficult to stop. For medical reasons, I've been on almost every opioid there is and was able to stop without problems, just because I was born without an addictive personality. It wasn't due to any great character or will power. I think its incredibly naive to assume all addictions and people are the same. Everyone is very different and rehabs only do things in one cookie cutter way, which works for almost no one, making people who are addictive by nature and physiology feel like utter failures. Too many of them go right back into their addiction, feeling hopeless. Assigning character values to the way we are made is futile and ridiculous. Some people will have a harder time, and for some it will be impossible, but it's not because they aren't trying. It's because they happened to be biomedically engineered that way by nature. Many more people would be able to get off dangerous drugs if it were treated simply as a medical issue, and not one of character or will power. Taking someone who is extremely addictive off anything cold turkey will always fail, because they HAVE to replace it with something else. I've heard more sad stories than I can count from people who prayed, fasted, meditated, exercised and used therapy, who immediately went back on whatever they were taking because the pain of nothing was too hard. A lot of them died. A lot by suicide. Until the medical treatments stop making addiction a moral failing, there will always be an opioid crisis.
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  272.  @jakejakec5977  I don't think, personally, that Prince was rude. I saw him a lot, and he was always quiet and soft spoken, even when asking for a favor. He never had huge bodyguards unless he was going out, because so many people stalked him, threatened him and wanted to meet him. I know that there are a lot of people who probably felt insulted because he didn't want to talk to them, but he was very used to being stared at, and just ignored it. He and his entourage always dressed up when going out, because they were always on show out in public. If they didn't, they would never hear the end of how they "didn't make an effort", or "looked terrible in real life". I was around a ton of big stars in the 90s, and you cannot imagine the horrendous things the average person would walk up and say to them. Most people just blurt out unbelievably rude opinions on the famous persons looks, clothes, life, partners and choices. It gets old, so stars are forced to keep a distance. They are also always being stalked by unbalanced persons, which they try to keep quiet about, because stalkers LOVE to think that they are noticed and talked about. If some guy was too close and staring obsessively at Prince, want them to leave before they did anything scary. It's so easy to judge if you weren't there, but you can't imagine the awful crap they have to endure all the time. I was interested in show business when I started there, but I very quickly decided that the life, if you are successful at all, is awful, constricting and dangerous. You are never really alone, or safe. I just don't see how anyone could stand it...
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  387. I drove to Lubbock one weekend for a wedding, and as we drove through the night, the radio gave a warning (before the internet, early 1990s) and said a tornado had just touched down in Sterling Texas and to take cover, NOW. right about that time, we passed a sign that said, "Sterling, Texas, Welcome!" The town was locked down tight, the electricity was obviously down and after we drove through town, we discovered the tornado...it had passed the road in front of us without our seeing it (until we saw the tons of mud and debris all over the freeway) and when I rolled down the window and was peering out, lightning lit up the sky and I saw the tornado in a field waay too close to where we were. Constant lightning kept up with it and really weird tendrils were reaching out from the funnel and the noise was incredible. We just floored it to get out of there. We must have hit a hundred and I was totally panicking, because the entire sky was practically down on top of us, swirling and reaching down. My husband had stuff to do driving, avoiding all the crap in the road at high speed. We made it to this big very old hotel in downtown Lubbock (I can't remember the name, but it was historic) just as another tornado warning went off announcing a tornado touching down outside of town. I didn't even care anymore. I had been so scared I had nothing left. I went to the bar, somehow sneaked a gigantic drink up to my room and brooded in the bathtub with it until I was cross eyed. It was great! The rest of the wedding party was celebrating down there, but I went to bed and happily passed out...I've seen tornados since, but Lubbock has the biggest ones I've ever experienced....
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  437. My parents were given an old rolled up painting in the 60s that a friend who was a gallery owner found in a estate sale. He wasnt sure if it was worth anything, so they sent a photo of it to a New York museum, who then paid to have the painting crated and sent to them to be examined. It turned out that it was unsigned but painted in the 1700s and in a particularly style that made it valuable. I can't remember who the artist was but it turned out to be worth up to a million dollars. My sister spent the rest of her life trying to get that painting. She really wanted it, more than anything. Like it cast a spell over her. She eventually moved in with them after dumping a poor husband and finally getting named executor after my mom died of cancer and my dad got Alzheimer's...she literally spent her life going after this thing. It was really awful, since she was never happy, and bad luck seemed to ghost anyone who had it hanging in their house, plus all the haunting phenomena that seemed to follow it. I don't think anything like that would bring anyone joy, no matter how much money it was worth. Ironically, even though she managed this giant con, she seemed to really hate everyone and became a hoarder, living on pills and alcohol in a ugly condo surrounded by junk. I lost touch with her after moving far away. I don't know where that painting is now, but I ended up being really lucky my entire life, doing more than I ever dreamed or deserved. It really isn't "good luck" to find some things or get too attached to some object. You might think being rich will solve your problems, but to be obsessed by anything is a big red flag that you're on the wrong path. There's nothing wrong with being rich, just never put it above others. NOT trying to fight for that painting was the best decision I ever made...I've always felt that I missed a bullet...
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  484.  @anncarlin8767  WOW, you are seriously making my day! I am going to break the Amazon guys back with all the cartons of books he's going to be bringing to my door! I've always felt that I wouldn't have survived these last lockdown years without being able to lose myself in so many incredible memoirs and biographies, they really put things in perspective. I'm very excited that you are related to Daniel Boone, as well, because he was a big hero to my husband and I as kids, back in the 60s when the show introduced everyone to the coonskin cap and fantasy life of Disney's Fess Parker! I'm aware that it had nothing to do with real life, but really sparked an early interest in history. We are in San Antonio, and my husbands mom had a relative who died at the battle of the Alamo, like so many descendants here, and they were very big on history too. Have you considered writing about him? It would be so cool to have someone bring him into this era by comparingwhy it's still so important that we have keep heroes and ideals. You write so well, and you probably have some wonderful bits passed down through the family. I recently read a book called "Captive", about two young boys who were abducted by indians in the late 1800s in Fredricksburg, Texas, living as Indians for over 10 years, then were found and, unfortunately, sent back to their German relatives. Unfortunate, because, by then they identified completely as indian, and had nothing in common anymore with the values and beliefs of their original family. I was talking to my brother in law about it because all his relatives settled in the same area, and we found out they were related!! He had never heard of it! His mother is in her 90s, still sharp, and suddenly started telling us all these old events, it was thrilling! They were embarrassed by the boys after they returned, because of the "savage" reputation of the tribes, etc., so no one ever talked about it, trying to hide it away. I was so amazed. So much changed so fast in the 1900s, the war had thrown us into the industrial age so fast, and people who had never been to a town 20 miles away were suddenly in cars, going across country. Anyway, I love all that, I could never be bored by history! Thanks again, you changed a monotonous day for me, and this is so much to look forward to. Think about the writing, I'm sure I'm not the only person who has told you that, and perhaps you already are...let me know!
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  548.  @christystewart4567  I think it was the Northridge, but always get them mixed up! I grew up in Palo Alto in the 60s and 70s, moved to Texas in 81, got married, got divorced, got married again (Texans are irresistible to me), and we moved to LA in 89 until 93, I think. My psychic aunt in Sacramento called me one day and said she had a vision of a bad quake that would injure or kill us unless we moved right NOW!. We wanted to go back to Texas anyway so we moved up the date and took off leaving almost half our stuff behind with friends or giving it away, because she had been right a number of times about weird events (I'm aware of how crazy this all sounds!) A couple of weeks back in Texas and a big quake hit again and we glued ourselves to the tv coverage and saw a shot of our apt bldg on our old street on fire with a broken water main shooting up into the street! It was the quake where early commuters drove off a broken freeway in the dark and several people were crushed in apt collapses, I think maybe that was Northridge? I can't keep them straight. I just know in the late 80s, early 90s there were quakes practically every week, a 3.4, a 4, it just got scary. My girlfriend and I were shopping at that huge mall on La Cienega once, the one with the parking garage levels UNDER the mall, and while we were trying to find the car after too many margaritas, a moderate quake struck and every car alarm in the place went off! We completely panicked and were running around hysterically with that huge fricking mall teetering over our heads. I remembered a friend telling me how badly built parking garages are and we were hyperventilating with fear. We finally got the car and drove it like a race car to get out of there, swerving, cutting people off, honking, it was insane! Those days were kind of my Hunter S. Thompson years where we ran wild before getting back to "real life" in Texas. We are still married after almost 35 years (!), still in Texas but have the ranch, truck, dog lifestyle. We have a lot of laughs over those days but I'm still afraid of quakes!
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  552.  @constipatedinsincity4424  Please don't think I was trying to minimize anything in any way, your comment made me cry. The terrible, senseless tragedy inflicted on so many is beyond imagination. I will never understand how anyone could have any excuse for such evil. I'm so sorry if I came off as unfeeling, I don't express myself well sometimes. Your post made me think about a story I heard from my mother about my great uncles in Texas in the late 1800s. They used to ride into Mexico and pick fights, drink, cause problems, "for fun". They supposedly burned down a jail with someone inside. I'm very ashamed of that history. I want to face it, make sure it's something that will never be repeated by my descendants, because forgetting history can mean repetition. Maybe I'm not "responsible " for their actions, but I firmly believe I am responsible for mine, and acknowledging the importance of what they did that shattered generations afterward is extremely important! I feel responsible for doing what it takes to help NOW. It may be too late for those gone, but being sorry IS important NOW. I think It's everything for those who have a legacy of suffering and fear and abuse. It can be one first step in a healing direction. I say, now, with true remorse, that I am bitterly sorry that they were so cruel and vicious. Because I can imagine how a history of loss in my family line would feel, how it would affect so many down the years, how angry I would be, just knowing it. I AM sorry. It IS my responsibility to promise that it will never happen again, that others see me as a person who does not label others, or see the color of their skin. My race is the HUMAN race. That's where I journey, now, forever.
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  616.  @hetalianotaku7103  I am so happy to hear you say that! I'm very against any abuse, and I couldn't excuse it, but in Picasso's case, I've always been very interested in his history, especially right after WWI and have read almost every biography I can find of people in that time and place, Paris after the war, with all the hundreds of Americans and artists and Russian aristocrats who fled the revolution, etc. They all overlap, because all the artists and dressmakers and models and writers all knew, or knew of, each other, and wrote about each other constantly! There was a lot of jealousy and back stabbing and drunken binges, it was crazy, and exciting, because EVERYTHING was new, new morals, new cultures, new art, and since Picasso had painted since he was a toddler, everyone knew him, and every time he picked up a new girlfriend or wife, EVERYONE warned her about him, even the ex wives and ex girlfriends would tell the new one, " This is what he does, he will force you to be his slave, he will make you take care of his children and cook and clean up after him, and while you're doing that, he will be having sex with the model and take HER out to dinner and leave you home..". Seriously, these women were constantly trying to keep others from being so hurt, but he had so much charisma, was so famous, was so great, that each new person thought they would be different. So, honestly, they all knew exactly what they were taking on...it doesn't excuse his behavior in any way, but it was no secret! He was the Mick Jagger of the 1920s! Still making babies in his 70s and 80s...we all know how unfaithful and horrible Mick is to every girlfriend and wife he ever had. When Jagger had been married to Jerry Hall for 14 years, and had 4 kids with her, she finally left and filed for divorce because he had a baby with a 22 year old model, and he had his lawyer tell her they never really got married in Bali, because they weren't citizens there, so the marriage (and the kids) were not valid and didn't really share his name, not only screwing Jerry over, but publicly disowning his own teenage kids without warning. Talk about abuse!! He had already done the same kind of thing to Bianca Jagger, shutting down all the bank accounts they had so she had to leave her house and was stuck with the bills... I love the Rolling Stones, but geez, these guys can be real jerks! And that's if they "love" you!! Sorry about the crazy long post, I just don't want anyone to think I'm condoning any man (or woman) hurting someone. It's hard to look at that era sometimes. You might be interested in looking up Natalie Barney, she was a very rich American who loved Paris, moved there in the late 1890s, and was a very open lesbian. She slept with half of France, from the stories, and was completely, serially, unfaithful! She had one partner for 30 years, the artist Romaine Brooks, who was forever leaving her and coming back. She also had affairs with Dolly Wilde, Oscar Wilde's niece, and the famous courtesan, Lilian de Pougy..among every other woman in Paris. She was WAY ahead of her time!! She led the gay pride movement before anyone even thought of it, but she was a terrible girlfriend! Check her out on Google, unbelievable photos!
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  686. I had surgery for cancer. In recovery my blood pressure plummeted and I came to consciousness hearing everything they were saying. I could see them injecting me, pushing me, connecting things to me...I just looked around and away from myself and saw my husband in the waiting room. He didn't know that I was dying right then. I wasn't worried, I wanted to see the stars. even though I could hear the nurses and doctors and equipment, I was up in the stars in the dark. I know it sounds crazy, but I suddenly "got it". It was suddenly so obvious, so simple. I understood perfectly how everything was connected and why. I was so amazed that I hadn't known, it was so perfect. I was calm and happy. it was a huge relief to find out there was no chaos and fear. Then i suddenly crushed hard back into my body. hurt!!! I was in agony worse than I could imagine and cold!! I was shaking hard and packed in hot blankets with people working all over me. I passed out and woke up ten hours later. I could not tell anyone what happened. They wouldn't listen. I couldn't describe it. I can't now. not really. it was beyond language. I want to tell whoever reads this, there really is nothing to fear. If you fear death, don't, because it isn't death. It is a different reality, but so vast it is beyond words. I now understand why math is the language of space. The best thing is that there is infinite possibilities, there are no limitations. It changed my life for the better by far, and I ended up with a few gifts I never thought I'd have, so, good luck everyone out there, and don't worry!
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  805.  @painmagnet1  We have a place outside of Fredricksburg, TX and a book came out about a family whose German ancestors settled there in the 1880s. Two of their young sons were taken captive by Indians and were not found again for 15 years! One of the boys sickened and died and the other one felt himself fully Indian by that time and could not adjust to returning to people he had no longer memories of or a relationship with. He was a silent and angry man on the outside of his family ever after. It was so tragic. He lived until the 30s or 40s. What fascinated me even more is that there were many children of all different ethnicities "adopted" by indian tribes, black, mexican, european, etc. They grew up and married indians, had kids and so on, and were considered completely indian by both white and the tribes. I was talking to my brother in laws mother a few weeks ago (she's about 86) and she told me how her uncles were almost captured when they ranched out there. Going out to work was always hazardous as they were away from the house on acres of rough land. Although they were always armed, it was not uncommon to be surrounded or snuck up on. In this case her uncle ran and hid in a big field of corn and they didn't find him. They left when the father saw the horses and went riding out to get his son. The founders of Fredricksburg eventually signed a treaty with some of the tribes to remain peaceful and trade with each other, and it was one of the rare instances where it honored by both sides, and the town flourished. Outside the town, though, it was kind of considered open so there were still many skirmishes and problems, mainly because the indiand did not understand the concept of "owning" land, and horse stealing was a very traditional way for young men to prove themselves and have the horses to trade for brides...
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  953.  @constipatedinsincity4424  You weren't rambling at all! I live in Texas. I've done hospice work, but in this case, my dog is my patient. She has cancer and I stay with her most of the time now. She is really my husbands dog, a 15 year old pitbull he rescued a long time ago. We rescued 4 beautiful, huge, abused mutts after I survived cancer surgery. It was kind of a huge commitment since we had never had a dog, but i loved them SO much!! She is the last of the original 4 musketeers. The rest died of old age related illness. A year or so ago, a homeless lady begged me to take her dog, who had been injured by a car. So, if course I took her. She had been hit by a car and had to have surgery (the "free" dog that wiped out our savings in one day!) but having her gave me hope when everyone started to die. I've NEVER felt grief like it. I know it is not the same as losing a child, but I never had kids, the mutts were my substitute children for what the cancer had taken away. Anyway, Ursa, the free dog, turned out to be an incredible empath. She knows instantly when she meets someone if they are injured or sad, and puts her head against them, blinks her giant, Bette Davis eyes and exudes sympathy. She struggles to get to anyone in a wheelchair, crutches, a cane. She senses people who have autism, downs syndrome, etc. There is a rehab facility next to the lake we walk at, and recovering addicts pet her, hold her, cry on her. She is completely sweet and wants to be with them to help. I have volunteered at hospitals since I was a teenager, and here we have 4 military bases, so there is a huge medical complex and veterans come from all over the world to get treatment. There is a group called Wounded Paw, where they save shelter/pound dogs that are going to be destroyed, and train them to aide veterans. It's amazingly successful. I don't work for it, I just think everyone should look them up on Google, they're changing lives every day for the better!
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  958.  @williamfeilhauer  Thank you so much for your comment! It was an astonishing lovely small town when I was young, Palo Alto was just a University town, my mom for for Stanford Hospital and my dad walked a few blocks every morning to the train station to go to San Francisco for work. He started working at around 10 or 11 in Boston for a record company (I don't know which one) and ran errands, deliveries and records to radio stations...he learned to speak Yiddish, because his bosses were from the old country. His mom was French and from Canada, but left when he was very young. He rarely saw her, but apparently, she had a thing for boxers (!), and dated a famous one for awhile, who was very kind to the abandoned boy who had no family. He was put in a boarding school and lied about his age somehow to become a sailor in WW2. I was always completely fascinated how a man with so much against him, managed to become a sophisticated "city man" who retired as a Vice President for a big bank! I want to portray that time because it vanished so fast and completely at the advent of the computer age. Now, things are instant, which can be a wonderful thing, especially in medicine, but I also miss the long, quiet mornings and deep summer nights where life wasn't an instant video. Its probably because I'm getting old, and look back with more nostalgia than I should, but somehow, I hope others will get an idea of how life in Palo Alto, before it became a millionaire only place, was just a peaceful university town of families....I don't know if anyone will like it, but I'll write it anyway...thank you so much for being kind and I truly think you need to write a book about your experiences as well. I KNOW they would interest so many, and Pamela Des Barre had a best seller just writing about being a groupie in LA in the 60s! She lived with Frank Zappa for awhile, was in a band, lived with Don Johnson before Miami Vice. A BEST SELLER! I Know you have great stories, I want to read them too, at least think about it. If you don't like to physically write you can record yourself going over memories, even get someone to type it up for you. Merry Christmas and be safe this New Year!!!
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  976.  @Dashiell777  Really gifted people feel that way! You know, Albert Einstein felt worried that he was a fake with his theory of relativity!! Can you imagine? The man that put the entire world (for better or worse) into the nuclear age, and he suffered from imposter syndrome!! His wife had to encourage him to present his papers, because he was so shy and worried about his ideas. There is a book called, "The Abundant Bohemian", that you can get on Amazon, that really gives you encouragement about truly being yourself. It's just a simple read about how important doubt and failing are, because it's only giving up on yourself that is a failure. It has countless examples of people who were rejected many times before they became household names (I think JK Rowling was rejected over 20 times before a tiny, new Scottish publisher took a chance on her book about Harry Potter! Can you imagine if she gave up after the 19th rejection? The world would have missed out on the whole Hogwarts universe (And Disneyland wouldn't have a billion dollar making attraction. You never know...). I'm telling you this because your feelings about scares could be turned into designs for the massively popular haunted house attractions, or write incredible books about horror, or be a consultant for theme park attractions. All those things would give you the thrill your looking for, AND make people happy! People are so used to being put down for their particular idiosyncrasies, but oftentimes, they can be turned into incredibly valuable attributes, which they are. Follow your dreams as long as it does not interfere with others. You sound like a kind hearted person. You deserve to be successful and happy.
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  1012. The only time I ever tried lobster was when we invited a girl my husband worked with to spend Easter with us, as she was alone and couldn't go home or see her boyfriend back East. We were in Los Angeles and told her we'd make a brunch and watch movies...so Easter morning, she's there, we're cooking eggs in our apt. and there is a knock on the door. I answer and there is a delivery guy there with a bunch of cartons. I was sure it was a mistake, but he INSISTED that I take the delivery, it was my name, the right address, etc., but we hadn't ordered anything. The phone starts ringing (the early 1990s, no cell phones for us) and my husband answers, while "pam" helps me hustle in the crates, which are really heavy. We open them and there are 6 LIVE GIANT LOBSTER freaking out on ice and the other crate is a case, a big case, of good champagne!! My husband's on the phone thanking profusely whoever he's talking to, and hands the phone to me, and the guy on the line is Pam's boyfriend, wanting to know if I like lobster. He had the thickest New York/Jersey accent I've have ever heard, he was really concerned that we had a good time. I thanked him, telling him I never had lobster, but I couldn't wait, and he said, "there's plenty more where that came from, I'll be in town in a couple a days, we'll go out to dinner some where together." When I hung up, my husband was looking looking kind of pale... It turns out our friend had neglected to mention that the guy she was dating worked for an important "family" back east, and he just wanted to thank us for keeping her company on Easter, and give us a little thank you gift. We had invited her the night before this Sunday holiday. How he managed to get all that stuff to us in a few hours was a mystery, but he obviously had connections. We had a great brunch, needless to say...and now, every time the "Godfather" is on tv, we look at each other and say, "lobster would be good for brunch." I'll never forget it...
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  1064.  @the8co291  I understand, pretty horrifying!! This last weekend I was up at a place in the Texas Hill Country talking to one of the grandmas, and she shared a story her grandfather told of going out with his dad to the field one morning and some indian raiders shot his dad with an arrow and her grandfather ran and hid in some brush, then he ran back to the house to let his mother know. The Indians were stealing the horses. There was a huge amount of conflict in the area around Fredricksburg, Texas because the Germans who immigrated there didn't know they were building farms on native American hunting grounds, and the natives had no idea that it was going to be wave after wave of settlers and tried to scare them, or drive them away. The indians were still fighting in 1903 in some areas. Our family has a receipt from the US Government showing that they reimbursed our family for horses stolen by Geronimo when he was trying to escape. There were a lot of kids taken captive as well. The indians took children who were of every race, so there were tribes that had black, mexican, german, canary islander children who grew up and married indians, or were occasionally ransomed back to family members. There are hundreds of families around that are connected to everyone! My mom was half Indian, but her mom was french english and creole. Grandma was married to a cousin of the writer O.Henry, but she had my mom with someone from a reservation that she was obviously attracted to while her husband was gone working as a cowboy on a big ranch outside Dallas. Once you start getting into family history, you fully realize how connected we all are. If you're human, you're related!
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  1213. Eddie Murphy was a brilliant young comedian on SNL and I met him in a recording studio in the the early 90s in Los Angeles because he had some odd record deal, even though he couldn't really sing. I think he had one hit novelty song. He went everywhere with a huge entourage and every time he said anything, even if it was just, "what time is it?", his group would laugh hysterically as if he made a hilarious joke. I don't know if he liked it or wanted them to, but everything he said had this laugh track. It was like a parody of a famous comedian! Later that week he gave a pool party at his house in Benedict Canyon, and my friend and I were invited. I wanted to see the house because it had belonged to Cher and been covered by Architectural Digest. It was beautiful. We drove up there and it was a total madhouse! There were a couple hundred people pushing and trying to get in while the security guys checked names to make sure they were invited. We stood in a line for a couple of minutes, and then decided it was ridiculous to wait in line to go to someone's house, so we left, going back to the studio. We walked into the kitchen to to get a drink and Eddie Murphy was sitting at the kitchen table. He wasn't at his own party! We were like, "do you have any idea what is happening at your HOME?" He didn't care. His brother was there and some other family, but he didn't want to deal with it. That, to me, was the epitome of the Hollywood lifestyle. Spend a zillion dollars on a world famous house, give huge parties, and sit by yourself in a record studio kitchen while strangers ransack your expensive property. The people around him struck me as grasping and fawning and he seemed incredibly lonely. It wasn't long after that his career died and his personal life went out of control, kids all over by different women, being taking him to court over paternity and child support. I think he had 8 or 9 kids by different women, and they ALL sued. His record was never even released, as far as I know, and his acting career dried up a year or so later. He had such a great start, but I think his fame was like a tigers tail, he couldn't hang on, it was too crazy.
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  1230.  @ren_yt3715  I hear what you're expressing, I do. I've been there, and its incredibly hard to find that someone you thought was a certain way may not be what you thought, or may not be treated well by society. It's very difficult. You wrote well, so I assumed you were older! When i was younger, a tv star i really liked committed suicide, and i inadvertently found out that he had been an addict and alcoholic for a long time. It really hurt, because i was at an age before cynicism, thinking that people actually were what they seemed on film. It was terrible, because it really hurt to admire someone so much, only to discover that nothing was as it seemed. I was teased relentlessly by my family for being naive, which was just cruel, because I was too young to be anything else! I had no idea that almost everyone lies, almost all the time! As I grew older, several painful realities taught me self protection, but I never wanted to lose my general liking for most people. I take it for granted that people are flawed, not because they want to be, they are just a product of how they survived life to the point they are at. We can give everyone the benefit of the doubt at first, and learn discernment to find the truth. It helps a lot to look at peoples behavior like profilers, or, if that's too cold hearted, believe people until they repeat mean or destructive behavior, then believe that behavior! Words say one thing, actions are much more truthful! Always look at patterns, because that's how humans are, they repeat patterns that bring them rewards or limit punishment. If a man or women is abusive, they will use a huge number of excuses to not take responsibility for that behavior, whatever works on the person they are trying to placate, they will use over and over, until it stops working, then will find something else. Movie stars are notoriously good at reacting and manipulating others. It's their job! They need to get their audience to completely believe that they are who they say they are. The best actors are extremely talented and good at that. Johnny Depp is a person who has gotten away with actions since he was a teen, his illegal behavior was covered up and hushed up by the studio, because they were heavily invested in his career, and that career was generating billions for his employers. There is nothing wrong for believing that someone you like is innocent, it's natural, but it's always a good idea to do some detective work too. It saves a lot of grief. You can Google all kinds of info on almost anyone now, and more truthful info is there than ever before (and untruthful, unfortunately!). I'm throwing all this out there, because I wish so much that someone had shown me how to read people before I had a life scarring experience. Luckily, I was able to use it to help others, turning adversity in opportunity, which is a great thing that really helps. Just be yourself, hear everyone and be a detective, you'll find the truth, whatever it may be, and it's very true that knowledge is power! Most people don't bother, they stay safe or complacent, not wanting to hear what they don't like, but it's always better to know the truth...and you will be learning incredibly valuable skills.
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  1256.  @richardc7721  I will look you up. I haven't been on FB for years but I have an account still, I think! I have been out of the picture the last few days because someone pulled a gun on me at the park where I walk my dog every day, three days ago. He walked up to me and wanted to talk, and I politely told him my dog was old and afraid of strangers, and he pulled a small handgun out of his jacket and pointed it at my dog. He said, "I can take care of your dog ". I got almost instant tunnel vision. It was astonishing. Everything just stopped. My only thought was, "no way is this guy going to shoot my 15 year old pitbull who has cancer!" I got in front of her and held her muzzle between my knees and the gun was now pointed at my chest. I could see my husband in our truck waiting for me to walk across the field to the street he was parked at, and I just kept thinking he was going to watch his wife and dog get shot to death. But I was NOT going to just let him shoot Lucy. This guy was smiling, he was enjoying it, I could see it in his face. Someone came jogging up and he put the gun back in his pocket and said, "I can shoot her anytime I want" and walked off. I just stood there. I had perspired so much in those two minutes that my shirt and jeans were soaking wet, even my hair. It took everything I had to unclench my legs from my poor dogs head and start across that field. My husband almost had a heart attack, and he insisted on getting the park police, and they caught him, and they. LET. HIM. GO. Because he didn't actually shoot my dog. So now this insane, violent man is on the loose and the police gave him permission to wave a gun at a woman in a public park at 10 in the morning. We could not believe it. It was worse than the crime, in my opinion. The police have just put a bullseye on my back, as far as I'm concerned. When we got home I stood under a hot shower for almost an hour, I could not get warm. And I started to get really, really angry. I just cannot let this happen to someone else. I am absolutely convinced that this guy is not going to stop, especially since he got away with it. I got on the phone and started calling, the chief of police, our district representative, the county commissioner, the city Judge, the news outlets. I also made flyers for the park where I have gone for over 20 years, giving a description of this guy and letting them know that no one is going to protect them, that they are on their own. It's a lake in a park surrounded by a huge mexican population of traditional families that celebrate every holiday there, and I'm very sure they won't be happy to know that some guy can hold up their females. Also their dogs are a big part of life here. I am actually not Mexican, I'm french irish and native American, but I've lived here forever, and these folks know me. This is MY home, and MY neighbors, and I just can't let this travesty go unnoticed. I was asked to go on TV, but my husband was adamant that it would get me killed. Either by the guy or the police who let him go. Nowadays you can find anyone no matter what, so I don't think it matters much. I'm much more afraid of the police now, not all police because almost all are very good people, like you, but you know there are always the occasional bad apples and I think that's what happened. Or they just didn't believe he really threatened me. I actually did not talk to them except over the phone. My husband drove me home after we told an officer because I was having a reaction and couldn't stop shaking. I'm truly not a fearful person, I'm usually fearless, but looking at the gun pointed at my chest and his smile just gave me a physical reaction I could not control. Especially the thought of losing our beloved, sweet pitbull, lucy. It's ironic, because she is basically on hospice care now, only has months to live. Her cancer is incurable. We are making sure she is not in pain, and spend our time with her. She is my husbands first dog. He really loves her. That's what gets me more than anything, that this innocent creature was almost killed because I didn't want to talk to him. Anyway, sorry for the long explanation, but this is a situation I have never been in before!
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  1299.  @chasstiles7611  I don't know for sure, but I do know that Mandela was ill a lot in prison, and many people assume he died, or some stations talked about whether he was still alive or dead and was it covered up and how it would affect things. I remember quite a few news stories like that, and many other people were of course passing away around the same time. There were people who just thought he was dead and remembered a funeral, but we would point out that it wasn't his funeral, it was someone else. The hippocampus doesn't remember things like security camera footage. It reconstructs events from various bits and pieces you have floating around. I am often wary of the Mandela effect because I grew up with a mother who completely created her history, completely. She would insist that she vividly remembered something, and I would see an old movie years later, and that exact event would be featured. She had seen the movie and just copied it unconsciously, I guess. It happened all the time. She was always giving out facts that were originally just speculated about, then she believed her own speculation. A classic example was a (awful!) song popular in the 70s, called, "Send in the Clowns". My mom LOVED it and played it to death. She wondered one day why the singer sang it with such emotion, and thought perhaps she wrote it about a breakup or divorce. A few weeks later I heard her telling my dad that the singer had written the song after she got divorced! My dad accepted that as fact, and when I confronted her with the actual truth, that the singer didn't write the song and wasn't married yet anyway, she was extremely angry and insisted she "remembered" seeing it on tv!
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  1335.  @jesperlindberg7970  Thank you, I am happy to read your comments because I have never really traveled, but love to read and know all I can about these wonderfully different places! I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area which had a huge oriental population, so most of my friends were from that background. It was funny, because their moms were often very wealthy and reserved matriarchs in these absolutely incredible houses that looked like oriental palaces, full of art and jade sculptures, etc., and very, very proper, while their kids, my friends, were these totally American irreverent 60s and 70s hippie clothes wearing rebels, using slang, with very American accents. Talk about a cultural divide! Now that I'm older, I really feel bad for those poor parents, who were just baffled by these offspring that had apparently nothing Chinese or Japanese, in them! That was an era of tremendous upheaval. I had an opportunity to go to a (very rare for outsiders) event once, with my dad, who had a secretary at the bank, who married into a fine family and had her first child (a SON!) 9 months later, which just made her a perfect daughter for both sides of the family! They rented the entire floor of the old, venerable Empress Hotel restaurant and had a gigantic affair to celebrate the good fortune! If I live to be one hundred I will never forget it! The beautiful surroundings! Hundreds of courses of rare dishes! The unbelieveable jewelry! The silk dresses! The new mom stood with her husband and parents on a kind of raised platform, and everyone came up to wish them long life and happiness and good luck. The former secretary was wearing the most beautiful traditional cheongsam I've ever seen, and covered in ancient jade jewelry. Anyway, it gave me such a feeling of awe and respect and a desire to learn about other countries! I love the details, what makes a country different. I've seen films of the Northern lights in Finnland, and skiing, and a little of the food, but still know nothing, really. I live now in the Texas Hill Country, so it's as far away from snow and northern lights as you can get! Tell me, if you want, what you do for fun and recreation during the long winters? How do you cope with darkness and snow? Is there any food that is traditional that you love? Do people still ski there a lot?
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  1351. Everyone needs to read "Jitterbug Perfume" by Tom Robbins! A fantastic and surreal adventure of two early humans who discover the secret to eternal youth (which has to do with dancing and beets), frolicking through the centuries and discovering other fantastic secrets. Some of the qoutes in the novel are so fantastic, they've become a kind of template for my own journey thru life. My favorite is that if you refuse to take charge of your own life, you can't be surprised if the gods have a grin or two at your expense. If you sit back and wait for things to land in your lap, basically, don't bitch about what you get, since you never made an effort to even make a decision about how you wanted things to be... I'm 60, and I've found that the most youthful, attractive trait to have, and to find in others, is a sense of humor and a fascination with others. Being interested in everything and everyone, makes you incredibly attractive. YOU don't have to try to be fascinating, people think you are when you are interested in THEM. it is so rare in the average person, that even though I'm not young anymore, and never was a real beauty, I still get asked out all the time, usually by young men, even though I've been married for over 34 years. My husband has remained in love with me, just because I really like him, and I'm interested in his life. I'm not kidding, it's the secret between being alone all your life and having more friends and lovers than you can handle. Be unselfconsciously confident, humorously friendly and easy going, and interested in everyone and you will be happy! And make others happy. And live forever.
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  1366.  @JimmyMon666  I hated coffee till I was in my early 20s! Now, its ridiculous, I drink several cups a day. I don't sugar it or drink soft drinks anymore either. When the pandemic started, I started losing weight, my best friend had covid and my husband and I got it, right before it really blew up...we both lost a LOT of weight. I lost my appetite (for the first time ever) and lost over a hundred pounds! The weight loss cleared up my medical issues like high blood pressure, high cholesterol, pre diabetes, etc. I stopped taking about 8 meds, since I didn't need to anymore. The side effects of all those drugs vanished too, and I was left with a very weak, non muscular body! Strangers were telling me I could get surgery for my skin, which was pretty embarrassing...one day I started running, and I haven't stopped since. In two years my muscles and skin fit again (without surgery) and I needed to eat good food to run more. So I gave up all the junk. I started to get more and more energy, which obviously changed my life for the better. I spent my whole life being told that losing weight was impossible because of health issues, which turned out to be untrue. Losing weight cured my health. Now, because of very hot Texas weather, I get up at 4 am and run 8 to 10 miles, then get home before its 100 degrees! Like every convert to a new lifestyle, I tried to get my friend to try it it, just because we were both overweight and had the same health problems, but she couldn't, and has not been able to get over the covid. Her heart was damaged and she needs oxygen to sleep at night. She is 45!! That really scared me. I am completely convinced that trying to get healthy saved my life, because I am 60! I didn't want to die, so it wasn't hard to give up desserts and soft drinks!! I always put this out there to try and give everyone some hope, that no matter what someone tells you, or how bad you feel, or how old you are, you can actually change almost everything for the better! You can live better, feel better. Just getting the weight off my joints changed my life, I gave up opiates because I didn't have as severe pain, just from weight loss. Obvious I know, but it really was like a miracle to me, in a way...
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  1392.  @goldenhd9656  You attempt to storm a government military base, and they are REQUIRED to defend it with the use of deadly force. These aren't kids screwing around. It doesn't matter if it's full of aliens or just a giant dumping ground for old paperwork, you don't get to go in without an invitation. You try to get in, you will die. Seriously, you will die. You won't see aliens because you'll be dead. It's not a joke to people who took an oath to protect the United States of America against all threats. It doesn't matter if you don't mean any harm or it's a joke or all in fun. You will be dead. The whole place is mined to the teeth and wired up like Fort Knox. The least horrible thing that will happen to you is that your car will overheat leaving you stranded 3 hours away from water or food and stuck with a bunch of other panicking, desperate people who suddenly realize that the elements can kill them. The temps drop to freezing at night and you will not have cell phone service out there. There are no bathrooms, gas stations or stores, you will die of thirst, exposure or by being attacked by other panicked, hysterical people who are in the same situation. I've been out there. You get heat stroke and can't get treatment immediately and you will die. No joke. People still die every year in Death Valley because their vehicle overheats and they get stranded. They just don't realize how immediate the risk of dying is. We are used to everything being there for us. When you are in a place where there is nothing, you will die.
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  1459.  @jjs6568  First, you have my deepest regard, and I am so sorry that you have had to suffer from so much. I understand that it can feel very hopeless. In my opinion, I don't think you need to humble yourself, because, although I'm not a Christian, I've never heard that god wants you to be a doormat. If you are created in his image, you have a LOT to be proud of! If you are a representative of a race of fantastic beings, own it and feel regal to be exactly who you are. There are many confusing changes now and what was accepted as a rise to the top in the 40s, 50s and 60s, is now frowned on in many places, but there are still, many, many people who make millions and give just as much away to help others. A good example is J.K. Rowling, a unemployed, single, divorced mother on state assistance who wrote the Harry Potter books in a cafe near her crappy apt. because she couldn't heat her place. Then she had her book (which became the biggest selling fiction in history) rejected 14 times!! Can you imagine her despair by the 14th rejection letter!? Finally, a very small Scottish publishing firm took a chance and now she makes billions, most of which she gives away.... There ARE still dreams and good people. I don't blame you for feeling crushed. I know the feeling well myself. I did notice that my sorrow and bitterness at my losses kept me from some great opportunities, and when I really started to clear out my inner soul and started just volunteering with kids, things changed a great deal. I highly reccomend volunteering with children. Teaching them to read, being a big brother or sister, hospice, visiting at hospitals, remind us that there are still millions of pure, sweet hearts and minds out there, who need understanding and encouragement to get through life. You do that for a month, and I can absolutely guarantee it will open doors to a new life, a better, happier life...
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  1479. I appreciate your comment. There is a book out called. "Bearing the Unbearable, The Heartbreaking path of Grief" by Joanne Cacciatore PhD, who helps parents of kids who were killed in school shootings, and with Permission, she included a letter penned by the mother of a victim of Sandy Hook. This mothers grief was heavily compounded by the heartless, thoughtless "positivity" so many people faced her grief with. She was angry and broken that her beautiful daughter was ripped from life, and murdered! She said her daughter didn't die to teach others to learn a lesson or appreciate life or give some stranger incite, that she would NEVER accept that there was anything positive about it, because she was terrified and then killed in cold blood, dying alone and cold on a hallway floor. That could not be Gods "will" to do someone else "good", in her opinion. I agree with that. People were even telling her to look at the murderer with compassion, etc., etc. How shallow can positivity be? It had a tremendous effect on me to read that book and realize that people have mistakenly become so grief phobic that they actively resent the mourning or grief stricken left behind, urging them to "get over it". No one ever has the right to tell anyone how to grieve. Columbine was a vicious tragedy which changed a population forever. Your souls have been scarred by loss. Nothing can make that go away. What is left behind is learning to live with the change, and go at your own pace and way. Everyone affected has my most heartfelt sympathy, I cannot even imagine the depth of pain that all felt, the fear, the longing for something that is gone forever. In my opinion, there is no forgiveness, it was a crime of such brutality that its impossible for me to comprehend. I cannot even imagine how anyone could do it. I was bullied right out of grade school once, and never thought of getting back at anyone, or blaming anyone. I was just sad, but still became a reasonably adjusted person, who developed compassion for others and tries to help make the world better, not worse. And I'm just a very average person. You are right in your comments that they were just evil...
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  1536.  @john-paulsilke893  I am ashamed to admit that I don't anything at all about these women! I am looking them up! When I was growing up, our neighbor was Dr. Loren Acton, a solar physicist who was picked for a space shuttle mission. It was a complete accident of fate that he was put on the challenger 6 months before the second crew went up and were killed. He trained with all those people for a year or so and it was heartbreaking. He was such a cool neighbor that I was actually invited by NASA to the launch (and didn't go because I couldn't get time off the lame slave job I had...talk about a missed opportunity! I have regretted that my entire life. Now, when something special comes up, I jump! ). He also gave me patches that had gone into space and signed a book on space to me, which I HAVE kept carefully. His son, my friend since the age of 4, lived with us during the time his dad was training back east so he could finish high school (We used to drive to the beach at night, listening to The Hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy, and had the only truly scary paranormal experience of our lives). Because of my desire to explore the world and be an "artist", I dropped out of school and left Palo Alto and all my soon to be billionaire classmates so I could be poor and suffer for art. I certainly did, but my only regret is not finishing my education. I am a voracious reader, and as soon as I could, started amassing a library. I've never regretted missing out on the internet explosion, because I've been almost unbelievably fortunate all my life, but I will always try to catch up on my education.
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  1752. Cesarito I think you should believe what you want. It is only when you say with absolute certainty that we are all sinful and non believing and not right with god and that is why everything is wrong. Then you are not just believing, you are forcing your beliefs on others. What if things were different? What if I got on line and told people that if only they believed in Hathor the goddess and became Wicca, the world would be better? What if there were commercials on tv telling you where you should go to celebrate the sabats? What if people tried every day to get you to donate to a coven? Or knocked on your foot to tell you how your life would be wonderful if only you have yourself over to the Lord and Lady? Would you be angry? Frustrated? Wonder how people could get away with talking to your kids like that? Well, think about it. People get angry because they can't get away from it. No matter where you go and what your doing, someone is constantly invoking god, blessing you whether you want it or not, telling you to pray, asking for money, and running commercials on television. It is an endless bombardment. If you don't believe in God, it feels like a forced, state run religion. Especially since my religion is not allowed even though it is older than Christ. I believe in mine just as strongly as you do in yours, but I would never dream of trying to tell anyone else to, it would be beyond my comprehension to go door to door or tell people on the internet that they need to follow it. Just please think about what others go through.
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  1798. Johnny Depp is an actor who will always be "Captain Jack Sparrow", and most people probably can't mentally switch to imagining him as anyone else. His biggest role is actually ruining his career in the future. Like Superman, he can't be seen as human and faulty in roles, millions who grew up with him just won't be comfortable if he has any negative characteristics...the luckiest actors in the business are under the radar, character actors, who get to play all different people and do not draw so much attention that they are only seen as one dimensional. Humphrey Bogart was a rare star who transformed himself from a bad guy and gangster in dozens of films to a cool and compelling ethical guy going against the grain of graft and crime in a not always legal effort. Clint Eastwood was able to do the same. If you look at the trajectory of their careers, they really avoided the pitfalls and made it seem effortless. They also were extremely private in their own lives, so most fans could inhabit more of the fantasy of film, instead of knowing every single boring detail of their messy lives, which always affects how they are perceived on screen in a negative way. Less is definitely more in this case. Johnny Depp's career is overshadowed by his endless relationship woes, and no one who sees him in anything will be able to think of anything else when he is onscreen. It's very unfair and unfortunate but happens all the time. Paul Newman was another great who never, ever talked about his homelife or problems, he spoke through his acting, and stayed relevant for 80 years...
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  1864.  @hitekrednek7664  I appreciate your comment, but I still read and talked to a lot of people while a kid that talked about Franklin, Helen Keller, et al, as being very flawed in many ways, even in 5th grade! It was no secret. Like Kennedy sleeping with everything in a skirt, or Roosevelt having polio, a ton of people know all about it and always did. A lot of people bought the PR version, or didn't believe that someone they liked so much was just a human being, but never in school was anyone trying to lie, they usually gave us the version that was the goody two shoes rhetoric, then always said, "But...they were ALSO.." Whatever they were. I know there is a book, a bunch of them, on the dumbing down of America, but that is usually someone's opinion, conspiracy theory, or personal agenda against whatever group is promoting it. Church people here always fight to keep sex education out of schools, and others want the bible taught as literal, some want Nietzsche, no one agrees, so the schools usually go with who donates the most. Churches usually have the most money... I don't think it's a big, scary attempt to do anything but keep the politicians rich or the big corporations happy. Now, you can look up whatever you want online so there is no excuse for staying stupid. Most people only look at what they agree with and won't consider any other view, so no one has to try and keep them stupid, they WANT to be... That's why I say people have a responsibility to look at multiple sources and all the evidence they can. Just being open to other information, even if you don't buy it, is still a good idea. I will look at different books, articles, etc., then try to think about or discuss it. Sometimes I see things differently and at others I don't. It's just how people grow. Big companies are always going to control the agenda to benefit themselves, people are selfish and greedy, and really rich people are spoiled and always want their own way, it's just human nature.
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  1865.  @hitekrednek7664  I was in the Bay Area in the 70s and in high school they took out the desks and we sat on bean bag chairs, which are NOT comfortable, while our English teacher got high and read Watership Down out loud to the class for an hour. This was in Palo Alto and there were a lot of radical young Stanford students doing some teaching at Palo Alto High School. One guy, I cannot remember his name, I wish I could, smuggled in a tape from the infamous Stanford "jail experiment" where some students were guards and some were prisoners and the guards became so sadistic in less than 48 hours that they had to shut it down (I'm sure you've heard of it or seen it, there was a documentary and movie about it...). Watching that, taking place a few blocks away, totally opened up my experience of psychology and human nature and what average people are capable of...it was so disturbing that I've never forgotten it. It was the same year, I think, as the ritualistic murder in the Stanford chapel on campus, where the murderer was never caught. We had the zodiac killer, the Berkeley rapist, you name it, it seemed to be happening...I think our teachers were either completely burnt out and retiring and being replaced with angry young people who felt all of life was a lie or a construct that had to be broken and remade. A lot of them were way too into drugs, but most were completely brilliant, sincere and intense. They wanted us to ask why, about everything. Of course Ken Kesey was right up the road, working at a mental health facility and stealing their tranquilizers so he could write his classic novel....it was insane. I left home fairly early, but I had an addiction to reading that has stayed with me all these years. I will read about anything, good bad, crazy, classic, I don't care, I'm always interested in where the person who wrote is coming from..
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  1867. Who was the guy that talked to everyone's dead relatives on tv and gave the families in the audience a message from them? It was several years ago, but he was on tv, and everyone practically swooned when he would pick someone out of the audience with an urgent message from the other side... A friend of ours heard he was coming to our town, her mom had recently died, and she wanted to hear from her. The guy was coming to a big sports arena and she paid an obscene amount for tickets and told the ticket office about her mom. Well, if you REALLY wanted a message and you REALLY, REALLY wanted him to pick you (completely randomly!) out from the crowds, it was going to cost you extra...a LOT extra, since no one gets connected to the dead for free...she was desperate and paid up, and was given a questionnaire to fill out (mostly about her mom) and other details, and she was going to be assured of a magical moment when he would suddenly hear from mom on the other side...the venue was packed, because he was at the height of his stardom, and too many people had paid for their connection to the spirit world, so he had only about three seconds to give out all the heartfelt speeches from the dead...he rushed, and missed some people, including our friend, who finally realized that this clown was just an old fashioned carny in a silk sweater and nice slacks, who had taken full advantage of her grief to get every penny she had ever saved, I think it was thousands and thousands... If there is communication between the living and the dead, I doubt that there is a surcharge attached.
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  1895.  @user_____M  That's exactly right! I'm older than my husband, and mostly ate healthy foods growing up. He was raised in Texas and they cooked EVERYTHING in bacon fat, even put it in pound cakes, and he got high blood pressure and heart disease by 40. I had temporarily lived the texas way for a few years when we got married, gained over 50 pounds, had high blood pressure, high cholesterol and developed fibromyalgia. Bacon and fats ARE delicious, but they will definitely kill you! I never felt so awful in my life, (and I'm sure my husband was taken aback to see his wife morph into the good year blimp). Thank goodness I finally started eating food without tons of fats. I was told I would always be on a lot of meds for my health, but this last year I've lost 80 pounds, normal BP, no high cholesterol, got my energy back, and my pain is obviously much better from not dragging around all the weight. I did this at 59! I was on ten medicines, now, only one. I'm lazy and love to eat, but feeling better became a gigantic, life changing reward. Everyone out there that thinks they can't get healthy, or it "runs in the family", or you are "big boned", you CAN! Just stop eating fats, little by little, you stop craving them. Fats are more addicting than morphine, in my experience (and easier to get!). Watching your health change will make you feel better than you ever have. After a year of watching me slowly lose weight and toss my meds, my husband got inspired and has lost 40 pounds. No special diet or exercise, just not eating fat in everything. I tried every single diet out there, and this is what works. Taper off fats and it will change your life! Just a tip, folks!
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  1911.  @uzumaki6759  Exactly! You know, when I first saw, "What we do in the Shadows", I totally had a crush on Vladislav! I practically watched the movie every day one Summer, and his musing anxiety about facing "The BEAST" and his confession that he used to torture because he was, "in a bad place" and always looked 16 (?!), was endearing to me! I still love those films. I was very young when I went to Hollywood to live for 4 years, and got to pretend to be part of the scene for awhile. The early 90s were great fun (until the riots), and i remember hanging at Venice Beach and going to Melrose to browse thrift stores and wear old cowboy boots with sundresses and leather jackets and grunge hair! Believe it or not, my husband was about the same age as Keifer Sutherland and looked enough like him that he was stopped and asked for his autograph several times whenever we were in touristy Rodeo Drive or out to dinner. Protesting that he was NOT Sutherland never seemed to work, the family from Florida or the Midwest were going to meet a movie star, even if it meant a pretend one! They didn't really care. What most people didn't realize was that if you ran into an actor at the store or on the street, it meant they were out of a job, if they were working, they'd be on location or a set 24/7. And the big stars couldn't go anywhere without a huge hassle so theyd hunker down at home or at some exclusive vacation rental, you hadn't a chance of meeting them. That said, I had the fun of meeting a lot of stars "sideways", because my husband worked at a sound studio, and actors always seem to want to be singers or musicians and musicians always want to get into acting. Johnny Depp and Keith Richard's are a perfect example of this, Depp played all the time at the Viper room, which was one of our hangouts, being a block from the studio and open till 4 or 5 am, and Keith got a bit part in the Pirates of the Caribbean so he could be on the big screen and playacting at being a movie star. Tons of famous people kids had bands all over town, and they all wanted to hang out at music studios. Those places made more money than anything, until the internet leveled them! We were long gone by then, it was lucky for us, getting out right before it crashed...
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  1938.  @adrianbundy3249  I agree with your last comment. Imo, your attitude in the comment I responded to originally, sounded to like you just wanted to blame someone AND get in on the punishment. That kind of attitude is scary to me, too 30s germany. Just hunting out someone who seems guilty ENOUGH, is never an option to me. Historically, more innocent men have died in prison under life sentences because a judge felt like it was better to get someone who even resembled the bad guy, they this COULD BE a criminal TOO. that's the kind of logic that always upsets me, so I'm glad you went on to clarify your comment. As far as Jackie goes, she's probably guilty of a lot. So is everyone who works on the hill. Every guy, president, vice president, the DOJ, everyone in politics who pulls off a bait and switch is admired for having "balls". A woman does it, and its unendurable! How could she? Getting away with it! While Trumps pardoning all his old friends AFTER they confessed, were tried in a court of law, went to prison, well, they're really good guys...why should they go to prison when Jackie( or insert any womans name who ever lived at the white house) got away with it! There are people who think Nixon was a great president. Sure, he broke the law and lied, but so did Clinton when he said that he did not have sex with an intern, so there! The truth is, to me, that if you like someone, it doesn't matter what they do..you'll vote for them no matter what. If you don't like them, you'll pick on every single fumble, every single mistake and endlessly repeat it, so that no matter what your guy does, the other guy did it, or his dog did it, or someone else did it, and there's proof! If you are a person who hates the other side, you'll never grow tired of trying to show everyone that they were worse than your buddy. It's just human nature. Someone has to pay, and people want to see blood in the water. Whose it is doesn't matter anymore....
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  1939.  @ravinathdev  I really do understand that you believe public support is extremely important. The sad truth is, that's its extremely important to you. Whatever happened, by the time you hear about it, they've already moved on, far away from whatever stand you're taking. You are so old news to them that it's just exhausting. Actors will always try to be gracious to their public, and always thank them for support, but they are way gone from the topic you're just hearing about and reacting to. Depp and Heard started divorce proceedings in 2016! This is five years ago! The tapes and suits and counter suits still going on seem shocking and upsetting to you, because to you, it just happened! In actuality, all this stuff played out forever ago and all the courtroom crap is about money, and that's all. Don't be surprised to see photos of Depp having lunch with Heard at a cozy Hollywood Blvd in spot, in a short time, to show everyone that they finally buried the hatchet. You won't believe it, because it can't be true that he would forgive her for everything! Besides, YOU believed in him and backed him and supported him, and you'll feel betrayed, and Johnny won't care, just like he doesn't care now about all your indignant "public support" that "makes a big difference" you have to understand it's long past history. Two weeks is a lifetime in Hollywood, everything shifts and changes and people are lovers, hate each other, sue each other, go back to each other, every single day. Again, by the time you're in on it, you're way, way out of the loop. If you ever lived and worked in Hollywood you would get it. Believe what makes you happy, I guess, it's what 99%of the population does, they do not want to be confused by facts. Their minds are made up.
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  1965.  @Andreabay90  You are wonderful!! I'm afraid that people are so phone dependent that no one would come, but it's still a great idea! You know, I think a once a month "NO PHONES" get together would be a great idea! Especially in a bar or restaurant, even though I know there are people with kids, etc., that would not like to, they could leave their number with the restaurant, whatever, in case of emergency, just like in ancient times! I was born in 1961(!), and vividly remember my mom getting phone calls while waiting for a doctor to call; she would sit right next to the phone (smoking like a chimney, and probably drinking a gin and tonic!), when it rang, she'd grab it, and if it wasn't the doctor, she would scream at the unfortunate caller, "I'm waiting for the DOCTOR TO CALLLL!!!" and immediately hang up. The ashtray would be full of half smoked cigarettes as she got more and more tense. It was usually because we were sick, and she was always convinced we could die at any minute...fun, huh? I love cell phones, but hate going places only to see everyone engrossed by their phones.... Seriously, I love your idea! I like people who come up with simple, positive solutions, ones I almost never think of, because for some reason, I'm only brilliant in total emergencies! Really, it's the only time I get incredibly chill and think clearly, it's so weird. Maybe I had to because my mom was so hysterical 100% of the time. I never smoked, didn't drink at all until my 30s, and never had kids, I really was too afraid to put any kid through that kind of upbringing, and I was certain I might! Now that I'm old, I still think I made the right decision, but I have tons of nieces who I have fantastic relationships with, so I'm grateful!!
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  1977.  @richardc7721  Thank you so much!! I will look into self defense classes soon. Don't worry, I don't want a therapist, my sister was one and she was crazy(and successful!). I am reading this fantastic book called "Deep Survival, Who lives, Who dies, and Why" by Laurence Gonzales. Look it up on Amazon and read the reviews, it's gripping, fascinating, takes you right into the subject by going into the pilots cockpit of a fighter jet coming in for a landing on an aircraft carrier on high seas at night. He talks about the training, how our brains, muscles and emotions affect us in high stress situations, how to train. You will love it!! Thank you so much for being supportive and giving great advice, I'm usually not at all intimidated by anything, I was very surprised that I had such a visceral reaction, and ashamed. My weak spot is my dogs, I have to say. I never thought I'd ever have to potentially take an actual bullet for them, but I guess I would. I'm also very protective of my husband, he has heart disease, and had a life threatening accident years ago that crippled him somewhat. It's odd, because my boyfriend before him had been run over in the Army and was crippled too, before I met him. My husbands accident happened years after we were married. They were both seriously injured in the same place, the hip. They both had crushed bones. Weird coincidence. I will get on FB this week. I've wanted to but never do social media except for this usually, but I think it's a good time and I will contact you when I do. Thanks again for being so kind!
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  1984. I worked on a tv show once that was a huge attempt to cash in on LA Law in the 90s, and it was so incredibly stupid that I don't think any of the actors ever admitted they were in it, and since it was canceled after the first season, most people have never heard of it. It died a deserved, obscure death, though some of the regulars went on to huge stardom in other shows. The odd part is even though I had no real experience, it was obvious even to me the show was on life support from the first episode, it was so awful. I couldn't believe that millions of dollars were being spent on such a horrible turkey. There were "guest" directors on each episode since the original director jumped ship immediately to save his career, and they were all good at swanning around, rewriting the script, stopping every 2 minutes to huddle with actors on "motivation" and expound to anyone who was forced to listen how discovering liquid diets (or whatever food fad was popular in Hollywood that week) had made them better than they'd ever been...which was still awful. One hotshot had directed a "cutting edge" episode of Miami Vice and wore brilliant white painters pants with a pastel tee shirt, that he changed for a fresh one every half hour. He could barely take his attention off his look to direct, and we spent hours and hours standing around or attacking the craft service tables full of pastries out of utter boredom. It killed my desire to ever act again, and I happily got out too, thank goodness. For every great show, there are hundreds of awful ones that sink actors for years. The ones that get into mega hits, like FRIENDS, are usually in completely unwatchable movies they try desperately to suppress knowledge of once they hit it big. Interviewers are always instructed never to refer to the embarrassments...
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  2048.  Jock McSporran  I'm so proud of you!! As someone who loves to cook and eat, I know that it is so difficult!! One phrase i heard somewhere that seriously helped me, i don't know really why, but it did, was "practicing delayed gratification". I found if I delayed eating, I often didn't feel the same urge to really dig in. I started baking but just putting a cookie (or whatever it was) aside to have with coffee the next morning. It slowly got easier and easier. Another thing that really helped too was chia pudding. That stuff is great! I mix chia seeds (from Amazon) with almond milk ((unsweetened, 30 calories a cup) protien powder and egg white powder. Mix in a blender, stick in glass bowls in the fridge and top with sliced almonds. Even if you eat a whole bowl it's only a couple hundred calories, and it's so full of protien, amino acids, and fiber, that it seriously fills you up! Also I read two books by Christopher McDougal, "Born to Run" and "Natural Born Heros", which got me running and eating a lot better. I started losing weight so fast it was ridiculous. Every week I dropped off clothes at the thrift store that were too big and got a couple sizes smaller. Then the next week I had to go down again. I ended up giving away ALL my clothes, because they were way too big. I couldn't afford to buy a whole new wardrobe, so just kept getting a pair of pants and a shirt each week from the thrift stores. I had spent years and years trying to lose weight and it was just dropping off. Don't ever give up, you are on the right track! Edit: my husband has started taking vitamins and walking with me! He truly suffers from the effects of the illness, and we even make an effort to get out in the sun an hour a day, just for the natural vitamin D and fresh air. We have decided to move to the beach as soon as we can, because we've always loved it. Life can change so fast, we don't want to put anything off anymore!
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  2075.  @charlesmichaels6648  No, and it bugs the hell out of me. I think one was called "coming in from the fields" (?), but that could be just what I thought it was called. Van Gogh wasn't the most expensive artwork in the world yet, and I moved to Los Angeles in 89, then came back 4 yrs. later, and didn't get back to the museum for quite awhile. When I did visit, there were huge security changes, the painting was roped off so you couldn't get close, there were security cameras and guards. The museum had been the home of Marion Koogler McNay, who was one of those very rich, eccentric, philanthropic Texans that was determined to bring fine art to San Antonio and Texas, and she collected during the 20s and 30s, when you could still buy a picasso, FROM Picasso! After she died, the house became a museum with an art school on the property. It was all very unorganized when I worked for the estate at the art school. It was uncredited, really weird people were administering things, and no one was really in charge. The museum had almost no security. I was just an assistant to the new Public Relations team, which consisted of me, and the lady they hired for PR. There were tons of elaborate parties and fund raisers. I remember Sting and the Police showing up at one, for some inexplicable reason....they must have been touring through the South. That's why I think (just wild speculation on my part) someone either made an under the counter sale, stole the painting and sold it on the black market, or just took it home. It wouldn't have been hard to do back then, in my opinion. I'm no expert of course, I just know I spent hundreds of hours looking at TWO Van Goghs, and suddenly there had never been two, only one. There was a big arrest here a few years ago of some prominent figure who had been buying stolen art for years and years. He actually entertained quite a bit and apparently displayed well known (stolen) works of art for his friends to ooh and aah over. I remember reading it in the paper and remarking to my husband that perhaps the Van Gogh was there, but never heard.
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  2215.  @laurieannrogan1317  You have a point, but others have a right to their opinions as well. It's every persons right to have their own opinion, and insisting that they don't does not change the fact that no one knows if they made it to the top or not. They probably did, but even Ed Viesturs, who has climbed every 8 thousander peaks in the world, including Everest without supplemental oxygen, 7 times, has said many times that getting to the top is only half the battle, getting down alive is every bit as important. Conrad Kain, an alpine guide in 1911, who climbed Whithorn mountain, buried a matchbox in some rocks at the summit, but, when he returned, he was not believed (There was, at the time, some prejudice about guides summiting, with some people trying to keep the mountain for the rich and tilted, which obviously could not be realistic in any way). He was actually publicly doubted by his boss at the time, but, thankfully, years later, mountaineers summiting that peak found his matchbox with a note in it and proved his claim. It still affected his career negatively. Unfortunately, there are always those who claim summits falsely, even exhibiting doctored photos, so it is more difficult than ever for climbers to prove their ascents. There is also famously, no photo of Sir Edmund Hillary on the summit of Everest, although there is a photo of his Sherpa holding a flag on the top. Hillary was always extremely vocal about his indebtedness to the Sherpas, appreciating their courage and knowledge. He spent a great deal of money visiting the Himalayas with his family for years, establishing schools and hospitals and visiting his great friends there. Because Hillary had a stainless reputation, it was fairly straightforward to believe him. Mallory, however, was not known, rich or titled, and only had a reputation as a genius climber in his home district. Those lacks would not prevent him from reaching top, but would lead to questions and doubts among explorers at that time. Personally, I hope that they achieved their goal, but they did have tremendous problems with their oxygen tanks and timing of getting up in a safe way. We just cannot show, without proof, that they did...
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  2250.  @Amateur0Visionary  She is hanging on. I bought her from a street addict who was unable to care for her after she was struck by a car. We rushed her to the vet, they saved her life and had to treat her for infections from cuts and scrapes and injured legs. She pulled through and I brought her home. She pulled ME through when my 18 year old and 15 year old dogs died of old age two years later. If it hadn't been for her, I don't think I could have made it through the grief of losing them, since they were given to me by my husband after I survived cancer (talk about the circle of life!). I was training her to be a hospital therapy dog, since she has a tremendous affinity for people. I know from experience that you can't save everyone, but I survived a near death experience when I went into shock and tanked after surgery, so I'm a fighter. I know a lot of survival comes from our will and emotional state. There is an incredible book, called "deep survival: who lives and who dies, and why". It is really a guys book, but I found it impossible to put down! From the first chapter where he describes how naval pilots train and learn to land their jets on aircraft carriers at night, "blind", to people who are trapped in glaciers, etc. It gives you the best chance of learning how to react to save your life, from every point of view, scientific, medical, personal. Why did a 15 year old survive 11 days in the Amazon after a plane crash? Why did a navy seal drown on a routine water rafting trip? Everyone should read it. Look it up on Amazon.
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  2251.  @johnslaughter7110  Hi! Our aussie is doing better, she pulled through, so I'm not going demented (right now!). We feed everyone ID Stew in low fat once a day, and Royal Canin gastrointestinal low fat dry food, both of which we get from the vet. Its hugely expensive, unfortunately, but when we first rescued 3 dogs off the street, they all had horrible problems. One was very underweight and would barely eat, the others had hideous diarrhea and gas. We also put them on one xantek and one benadryl twice a day along with the other meds, and kept them on that forever. I found that a LOT of dogs have allergies, just like people, and benadryl is cheap and effective for helping with itchy skin, etc. I have told hundreds of people about it whose dogs had hotspots, etc., it can sometimes be a miracle. One of our dogs was allergic to grass!! The vet food we justified because they seemed to all thrive on it, and we had already gone through 20 different kinds of brands and someone always had a problem. They never did on the ID food. It also produces a lot less waste! They don't have gas or poo so much. Xantek, cheap from any store, helped them so much too, we also kept them from exercising at all for 45 minutes after they ate, since we had a great dane/pitbull mix (who was gigantic) and Danes are very prone to bloat. We just found it easier to keep everyone on the same schedule. When we got another dog, it also has some horrible bloody, gastritis which seemed to take forever to clear up. Because I am a writer I "work" from home, so I could be around to care for a pack of special needs dogs. I have a weakness for dogs that are too big, too crazy, too unwanted. People think dogs on the street can eat anything and survive, but they don't. They die, usually, only living a very short time. A single raisin can cause irreversible kidney failure in a fifty pound dog! Seriously. Fatty steaks can cause pancreatitis, onions, avocados, nuts, butter, etc. are all deadly, even if they have eaten something of it in tha past and been ok, damage is done. I keep a list a mile long in the kitchen of foods dogs should not eat, because we spent so long treating severe stomach problems in every dog we rescued! Our great dane only lived 8 yrs. He had epilepsy, and they don't live long because of their size. Our pitbull, Lucy, has mass cell carcinoma on her leg and is 15, so she only has a few months, but she gets laser treatments at the vet, and pain meds. You know how it is, you want to do anything! We never let them suffer, when life is no longer a joy to them, we end their suffering, and ours begins...
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  2252.  @johnslaughter7110  Sorry to write a book, but I really wanted to tell you there is something I also read about called SOMA PET. Have not got it yet, but talked to some people online who swear by it for giving dogs a longer, more active life. We also give our dogs KOI brand CBD oil once a day. It helps amazingly with dogs who are nervous and/or have stomach complaints. You just spray it on their food and they seem to not taste it at all. I have one whole area in the pantry that is like a walk vet center, I keep all the meds bowls food and supplements on big lazy Susan's and use shot glasses to line up the meds, etc. for each dog, and run their bowls through the dishwasher every day to eliminate bacteria. I know it's insane, but we could not have kids and I love dogs so.... We found all the preventive measures kept the giant vet bills down. Your rottweiler dogs are large, so 10 years is long lived for them. I know that the grief for you losing them is terrible. My neighbor, Joe, is 75, and when he lost his beloved Sheba (a dog he rescued that had mange and was going to be euthanized, whom he cured and who lived 13 years), I was seriously afraid he would die of the pain. He has 2 other wonderful dogs, but there is always that dog whose death breaks you completely. After I lost Maggie and Jinx, I could not eat, my hair grew in completely white, and I lost almost half my body weight. My husband forced me to the doctor and my grief and weight loss had affected my thyroid, I was in trouble! Luckily its treatable, but most of my hair fell out, which was very weird. I always wanted to be skinny, but skinny at 25 and skinny to the point of emaciation at almost 60 are completely different looks!! I started making myself work with weights to tone up and for mental health, and got some great protien powder from Amazon, and have started meditation. I have survived so much in my life, but sometimes things just overwhelm you. I play great old hits from the 80s and dance around, even if I'm crying, its looks crazy, but it does help. My neighbor and I make firm plans to go out once a week because we are both at home, so it gets depressing unless you get out once in awhile. Helping each other helps us. I'm working on a way to start a charity to honor all my dogs, and writing a book. I still feel like I have this giant, bleeding wound no one can see, but I want to help other dogs and people. I have room in my heart to love more dogs. Bless you for your love of your dogs, you are a miracle to them every day. Remember that.
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  2288.  @jamesdorpinghaus3294  Thank you for telling me! It confirms yet again the horror of the Amazon warehouse job! They opened up a couple of warehouses here in San Antonio, Texas, and same thing, apparently, draconian management, unreal overtime, the ye older plantation attitude. I wonder where this system came from? They obviously think it is worth having to replace their entire workforce every couple of months...when I worked at SEAWORLD in the 90s, they hired everyone under an old loophole in the Texas employment law that was originally written to get migrant workers. Hire them as "part time, when they are really working full time hours, and every ten months, fire everyone, they can apply for unemployment if they want, so the taxpayers cover it, and SeaWorld didn't have to pay any benefits whatsoever. No sick day with pay, no overtime pay, no holiday pay, no medical insurance, etc., etc. The old 1920s law was enacted originally so that ranchers could hire tons of illegal immigrants to work the fields, and after the harvest, kick them back...and save millions. SeaWorld thought that was a great idea! There became, because human nature is really insecure, a huge disconnect between the full timers and the lowly part timers, and it was strange. Partimers had to wear ugly name tags, the ugly uniforms and could not have facial hair or even "ethnic" hair. The full timers got to go to lunch earlier in the cafeteria so that the daily specials always ran out before the part timers got to eat, and on and on...things really became, "us" and "them". It was like the Stanford prison experiment in the 70s. It bugged me so much all the time, and I almost got fired for putting up a sign in the office over the drinking fountain that said, "full timers ONLY". But they couldn't prove I put it up (I did!)....
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  2293.    You feel that men have been mistreated and made to shoulder unfair burdens. It's interesting that the situation you complain of, men having to work, fight wars, etc. was conceived of and put into place BY men. Women were prohibited doing any of those things BY men. The very situation you complain of, the very things you now feel are being taken away, and marginalizing you must give you some identification with how pushed aside women have felt for the last several thousand of years. The frustration you feel now is what women have had to put up with for such a long time. You are angry about being on the sidelines, not being listened to, losing your power...and yet you have no problem with someone of another sex being in that very situation. Your classing lesbians as ugly, etc., is statistically incorrect, and your reasons why they are lesbians are also only a result of your personal observation, not actual fact. If you are going to believe something, why not get the facts, the evidence and all the information you can, and then you will not be in the position of repeating out worn insults and long debunked fallacies as truth. Most people today are more educated and generally knowledgeable about current events. Your statements sound a little like someone who is convinced that animals come from plants, even though there is abundant evidence scientifically that proves it false. Your conviction that only ugly fat women love other ugly fat women is obviously easy to disprove. Even just by looking that the hundreds of public figures who are in lesbian relationships today. There are many beautiful models, actors, doctors, scientists and professionals of every type who are lesbians in relationships with other lesbians. Those public figures are not fat or ugly by any stretch, and those are just ones in the public eye. Your insistence on trying to bend facts to prove your belief weakens your opinions in all areas, not just this one. If you are so obviously wrong about this subject, it's hard to believe you would know much about another. I hope you look at some of the abundant history of the humans you despise, and discover a better reality. It will benefit you greatly.
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  2315.  rvidal0001  I agree with you 100%! I started to write something about the unfortunate conspiracy black hole in the internet, then felt reticent about it, because I run into people all the time that absolutely lose it if you don't think the Queen of England is a reptilian, and sometimes it just depresses me. I'm always astonished that logic and actual, provable science gets thrown out when it gets in the way! I don't mind at all if someone tells me, "I can't prove it, but I believe that bigfoot lives in my attic..". I might not agree, I might think it's nuts, but I'm ok with someone who just has their opinion, even if it seems unlikely to me. What I dislike, intensely, is people insisting that I believe what they do, even if their only proof is a hundred videos of other people insisting the same thing, because a lot of yelling isn't proof, it's just noise. I grew up with a kid who was very smart, we were close until our late twenties, when he decided that the reason his life wasn't working out was because aliens were stalking him and interfering in his life. It got incredibly elaborate and took up all his time. The problem was, for me, that he had no actual incidents or any sightings even, to bolster his claims. It was pretty obviously a derailment from reality for him (I don't disbelieve that aliens could be out there, but in his case, I think it was a mental breakdown). He wanted me to PROVE it wasn't true, which I could not do, so to him, it HAD to be true. It was very sad, and pretty much ruined his life. I have run into extreme preppers, fanatic, end of the world religious groups, flat earthers, and they all share the same, take-no-prisoners attitude. If you aren't with them, you're against them. Its exhausting and a waste of time, imo. They usually ONLY want to be around others who believe what they do, to bolster what they already think, which throws learning, intellectual argument, and exchange of ideas, out the window... I wish public and private schools would teach discernment and evaluation, along with logical, fact based thinking as a serious course, so that at least there would be some kind of foundation to build on. Now, I don't believe kids learn HOW to think for themselves at all. Just my opinion, of course.😁
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  2344.  @leechgully  I just might...I live in a big very old house my husband inherited and it's in an old neighborhood. A man behind us lived for fifty years in his house alone, as a hoarder and never repaired anything. He passed away, and the house was left abandoned for 6 months until a rehab company bought it. They gutted it down to the frame, and a million rats and mice came out. In 24 hours every house on the street had giant, Norwegian roof rats INSIDE their houses. Those things were completely fearless and over a foot high, NOT counting the length of the tail. They were starving and chewed through, wood, plaster and metal screens to get inside. It was the worst experience I've ever lived through, and I been through tornadoes (here) and earthquakes (in Los Angeles). It was like a hideous nightmare, once one was in, they swarmed in! We had to flee with our dogs to a motel. A pest co had to come out and totally replace the attic insulation, place giant box traps everywhere and seal up the millions of holes in our old house. It cost us about 15 grand, not counting the fact that rats were all over every single thing we owned, ruining food, clothes, cosmetics, toiletries, our furniture, you name it. Then of course, we had to sterilize the entire place because they carry over 30 communicable diseases. Our neighbors put out poison which the rats ate and then died in their walls and attic, driving them out with the stench. We didn't want to go that route. I put out cat food for the stray cats in the neighborhood for a couple of days and we attracted a ton of cats, who stayed on to hunt. They spent all night and day at our house, killing rats and mice. I rewarded them with some food, so they didn't eat poisoned rats, and they stuck around, killing hundreds of vermin. I adopted a couple to live inside, since there were still a couple of rodents we couldn't seem to trap or chase out. If we had kept cats originally, we would have saved a ton of money. I love them and consider myself a devotee of Bastet, the cat goddess, since our house would not have been livable without them. On a very weird note, there is an ancient Japanese fairy tale that terrified me as a child, about a small child who draws cats and ends up alone sheltering in an ancient temple. Being lonely, he draws cats all around the walls and goes to sleep, only to wake up to find a gigantic rat fighting a battle with a huge cat. They battle to the death and the cat keeps the rat from killing the boy. The temple has had a dangerous rat spirit for many years, and only the boys devotion to cats saves him. Now that I've lived through this rodent infestation, I might start drawing cats too!
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  2355.  @Jeremiah_Rivers76  Sorry, I shouldn't have rained on your parade like that, it was rude, and I'm sorry to be so nasty. I actually grew up next to a mormon family, and used to look after the constantly appearing children every year. Actually, I just watched them occasionally for the parents so they could get away from them, go have a great dinner together, and make more kids, and when she went into the hospital to deliver. She was the calmest pregnant woman I've ever seen, hands down! I remember her casually asking me to watch the little girls till dad got back from the store, because, "my water just broke, and I'm going to have the baby... now".. I was 15 and couldn't believe how incredibly self possessed and unworried she was! She did it every year, but still, giving birth while you're driving yourself to the hospital is hard core, no matter how many kids you have!! When the dad drove up, we were waiting on the front lawn to tell him not to get out of the car, he had 20 seconds to get to be part of the delivery. He was honestly frantic, practically doing a turn on two wheels and speeding away, while we played Monopoly... They were a neat family, and tried honestly and seriously to get me to be a mormon too, but it wasn't offensive, they were just sweet. They finally got too numerous for the house and moved away, but I have found memories! I liked them. I think if you're happy and find a way to get through life without too much pain, I'm generally all for it. I'm just not at all into the patriarchal way of thinking, but that's just me. I do get really bored by repetitious conservative Christians who love to detail all the ways you'll burn in hell while they sit courtside with the big J, eating pork rinds and drinking (holy) beer....that kind of joy is too serial killer mentality based for me... Otherwise, all good!
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