Comments by "KGS" (@kgs2280) on "VICE News"
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@Daniel-oj5jf Depends on when you believe life begins. Unfortunately, when you believe life begins depends on your religion, and many religions view that subject differently. Not to mention that our country is not run according to anyone’s religion, but on scientific facts. Then again, doctors haven’t even decided on when life begins, but they do know when a fetus is viable (able to live) outside the womb. Further, I’m assuming you’re Christian because of your comment, and your own Bible has a couple of different viewpoints about that, but my favorite, coming from the FIRST book of the Bible (that’s Genesis, by the way) which essentially states that life only begins when the first breath is taken. So, until the decision on when life begins becomes a scientific fact, (and if it’s decided that life begins any time before birth) a woman has the right do do anything she wants to do with her own body.
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@CatholicsForTrump It is NOT a child until it is born. Read Genesis (2:7?). It pretty much states that life doesn’t begin until the first breath is drawn. Therefore, the woman’s feelings about her own life are the ONLY thing that matters. So, nope, not a hypocrite. You’re the hypocrite for trying to force other people to live their lives by only YOUR religious beliefs. The laws of this country are not based on religious beliefs. If they were, which religious beliefs would they be based on? Only yours, right? So, in your opinion, screw those Muslims,the Hindus, the Buddhists, or any other religious group, right? That’s not how our country works. All you need to do is to look at Afghanistan and Iran to see what happens to a country when it is ruled by one religion. Trust me, it ain’t a pretty sight. They’re killing their own people, believers, young women and girls as well as young men, everyday. That’s not right to life ideals.
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@danielnaberhaus5337 The big problem with that is that most insurance companies won’t pay for it and treatments (the ones around where I live, anyway) cost about $500 - $600 PER treatment, and they recommend 8 treatments. I would love to do it but there’s no way I could afford that. And I’m more than a little reluctant to try to find it from someone I don’t know in a bad neighborhood, and, as I’m not young anymore, I don’t personally know anyone who deals it. I admit that when I was in my 20s I did acid a few times, and I can definitely attest to the psychological therapeutic benefits of it, but, of course, that was before I lived most of my biggest traumatizing events, so it would be great to use something like that for those events. The most hopeful news is that my psych doctor has added me to a list “just in case” my insurance company approves starting trials. But, of course, most of the insurance companies are extremely conservative with “unknown” therapies like that, and probably would not be moved by anecdotal personal stories from former hippies like myself. Plus, it could take years before they decide to do trials, and then more years deciding if they’ll actually commit to having a regular cost-covered program. Oh well, I will keep asking around in areas where I feel safe, but with the understanding that I couldn’t be really absolutely sure I was getting the thing I asked for. But I’m holding out hope that one these days serendipity will hit and all the stars will line up and I’ll come across the right stuff and it will work beautifully. Someone also mentioned doing EMDR treatments, and it works extremely well, and you can do it in your own home. But to me, it feels a little weird in that, while you can be very happy with the outcome, there’s no real joy or ‘jumping up in excitement’ shouting “it works”. I find it a bit strangely dry in that you watch the lights go back and forth while you recount the trauma-inducing experience, then afterward, when you talk about it it’s like, “OK, that doesn’t bother me anymore”, which, of course is wonderful, but I would like to have the deep feeling of joy when I’m testing it out and finding myself healed of something awful. I don’t know if that makes sense. I guess I just feel the need to go out and celebrate such a wonderful recovery from something as awful as PTSD.
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Just because something is difficult or out of the norm, or is something we consider a “bother”, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t do it. These people are human beings with just as many rights, and needs for dignity as any other person. If you had a person in your family, in your home, you would make all sorts of accommodations for them there, but the problem is that airlines don’t seem to see them as fully human. To them, they’re nothing but a bother that cuts into profits and requires thoughtful and considerate attention by staff, which takes a few minutes more time, which equates to more loss of profit. The airline industry has been treated with golden gloves by governments, and it’s time they treated their passengers, ALL their passengers, which means PAYING passengers, with the same golden glove treatment.
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Yes, it was, but you have to be a senior now to remember those days. It was actually quite enjoyable. Check in was much faster, and we didn’t have to be at the airport a minimum of two hours before your flight, and security…well there wasn’t much security other than them visually checking your ticket before you got on. All that extra stuff began after 9/11. Everything about flying became harder, much harder, after that, including the attitudes of the airline employees, and even the passengers, because we didn’t all hate each other before that, believe it or not. But, we had wider, very comfortable seats with plenty of leg room, we got hot meals, and even real silverware. Because it wasn’t an everyday thing most people were doing, it was even a little bit of an “event”. People were a bit excited to fly to another city, and, because people hadn’t yet completely lost trust in each other or have TV and movies aboard or electronic devices to entertain us and lose ourselves in, we talked to each other. Imagine that! We chatted with our seat mates most of the way, perfect strangers! I know it sounds hideous to us today, but it was usually pretty nice. As an example, here’s an unforgettable experience I once had. It was actually my first flight ever (very early 1970s), and I was flying to Dallas to take the test to become a stewardess (there were no male flight attendants at that time, so…). I spoke to a stewardess about it, and she moved me up to sit next to a pilot who was changing cities in case he could give me some information about the job. He called over a stewardess who was stationed in Dallas to chat with me about the job. She didn’t have time to chat, so she actually invited me to stay at her apartment that night so we’d have more time to talk (can you even imagine that happening now?!). When we got to her place, her boyfriend called her and wanted to go out, so, since I was there, he said he’d take us both out, and he gave me a tour of the whole city! It was a blast! Sadly, I didn’t get the job because the airline was Braniff, and they went out of business about a week later.😢 But that should give you an idea of how much things have changed. That would never happen now.
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