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Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


bon bon - Aug 03, 2005 11:31:44 am PDT #5420 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

You know what? I don't know what it means for the victim to "press charges." Is it a term for whether or not the victim is cooperative?


Topic!Cindy - Aug 03, 2005 11:31:45 am PDT #5421 of 10002
What is even happening?

I was 11 once. And I knew the consequences of throwing a 2 lb rock at somebody.

The kids was 11? Oh, that's too old for that nonsense. I think my mother was 4 or 5.


Vortex - Aug 03, 2005 11:33:13 am PDT #5422 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Is it a term for whether or not the victim is cooperative?

no, it means that the victim intitates the legal proceeding. there are certain cases when the victim does not have to.


Topic!Cindy - Aug 03, 2005 11:33:47 am PDT #5423 of 10002
What is even happening?

Yeah, when I was a kid, one of my buddies threw a rock at a girl, and missed by twenty feet, breaking a window instead. Since I was there, and I was the oldest (I was probably 11 at the time), I was the one who got in trouble.

Something similar happened to dh, but he was older, and the kid who did throw the rock wasn't throwing rocks at a girl.


DXMachina - Aug 03, 2005 11:33:56 am PDT #5424 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

I'm not saying 11 year olds are grownups, but they know what happens when you hit someone.

I think they know it hurts, which is the whole idea. I don't think they're aware of how badly it can hurt someone.


sarameg - Aug 03, 2005 11:33:57 am PDT #5425 of 10002

Heh.

The cussing is certainly what made us noteworthy to the neighbors, though.

My dad has a friend who always introduces him as "that boy who hit me in the head with a shovel." When they were TWO.


-t - Aug 03, 2005 11:34:14 am PDT #5426 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I was 11 once. And I knew the consequences of throwing a 2 lb rock at somebody.

I very much doubt that I did. I'm trying to imagine what 2 lbs feels like in my hand, and I don't think it's enough heft for me to really think "I could hurt someone with this". Even assuming that I thought throwing something at someone would result in me hitting them.

I didn't read the article, though, so I can't apply my hypothetical case to the actual.


bon bon - Aug 03, 2005 11:34:56 am PDT #5427 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

The rock gashed the boy's forehead — requiring stitches — and the girl spent five days in Fresno's juvenile hall and a month under house arrest after police said she resisted arrest and scratched an officer's arm.

Maybe these officers are assholes, I don't know, but it would appear they detained her for more than just the rock.


§ ita § - Aug 03, 2005 11:34:57 am PDT #5428 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Is it a term for whether or not the victim is cooperative?

Dude, you so don't get to ask that question. You need to be answering it.

I would have gotten my ass so whupped if I'd been her that I'd just have stood there and taken the balloon attack (while trying desperately to devise something less brutal in retribution).

Again, I don't think it's felonious, but it just wasn't right.

Also not right : "Steve, don't eat it!"


Scrappy - Aug 03, 2005 11:35:44 am PDT #5429 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Even older kids can be shockingly short-sighted. A friend's little brother went to the ER for many stitches after a bike accident, which it turns out was caused by five boys (my two brothers and and him and his 2 brothers) inventing a game. The game went like this: they each took turns riding a bike as fast as they could on a gravel driveway, while the rest of the boys threw rocks at the spokes of the wheels to stop him. The oldest boy in this scenario was 14 and the youngest 10.