Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
So the gun debate is in large part urban/rural, ie, something of a class thing.
I am not sure we really have a "gun debate" in the full sense of the word. What we have (it seems to me) is that the gun manufacturers are trying to make (continue making) a shitload of $$. Their best way of dealing with that is to sell more and more guns to people.
1) Rural communities have a different set of problems than urban communities with respect to gun violence, but there are a lot of fatalities and injuries in rural communities as well. We just don't hear about them as much in mainstream media.
2) The vast majority of gun owners either are responsible or want responsible regulation. Something like 85% of NRA members. The crazy laws that are in force in many states are because of the fringe element who advocate arming (some) people to the teeth and not really promoting responsibility.
So, I was just in the large multi-stall restroom. The lady already there was obviously having an unhappy day. I did not see her, she did not see me. She left her stall, did her washing up, then headed to the door. She paused and said, "To whomever is in here, I'm sorry for the smell, but I can't help it," and was out the door.
As I understand Miss Manners, one just ignores the inevitable biological issues related to restrooms. If the lady hadn't scurried out, was I expected to reply? I wouldn't have, in any case.
There's nothing you could really say. I guess it's nice that she tried? I guess I might say "I'm sorry,", but then, am I the American woman who apologizes all the time? Am I drawing attention to a situation she'd rather forget?
As I understand Miss Manners, one just ignores the inevitable biological issues related to restrooms.
That's my take. Everybody poops, and from time to time, everyone has gastointestinal issues that are distressing, and unfortunately, sometimes those don't happen at home.
And really, what could you say? "It's all good, bro! Everybody poops!"
If the lady hadn't scurried out, was I expected to reply? I wouldn't have, in any case.
I think the response would be, "shit happens". Also, some courtesy flushes are nice, unless in serious drought water restriction area.
And really, what could you say? "It's all good, bro! Everybody poops!"
This should totally be the standard response henceforth.
I spent ages 6-10 living in a rural county in Maine, and my father was one of 3 doctors in the county. The county had the standard rural attitudes towards hunting and guns, but my urban-raised father saw the annual shooting (at least one year, fatal) that resulted from drunk-hunting, and instilled an anti-gun mindset in me. Also a boy I knew accidentally (or maybe not? But officially, it was an accident) shot himself to death at 16.
Everybody poops. Indeed.
We are wandering around SF. JZ if we get in your area I'll give you a call. We are currently heading to the cable cars.
I refuse to be a cheerful bathroom chatterer. I'm there for business, thank you. Though some people have happy, laughing conversations between the stalls.
Hmm. So. Here at work, we are trying to get some new intercom systems for two of the theaters. The money needs to be approved by the Associate Dean, who is not a theater person, not a technical person, is just an administrator type person. Boss wants to upgrade two of the spaces, about $20,000. Dean wants to "share and reuse as much of the old as possible" and only spend $10,000. Boss isn't happy about that. So calls and tells me, "I didn't say this, but, I rather expect you will rack up some comp time this year trying to stay ahead of all the intercom problems... do you catch my drift???" ... Hm. OK. Who am I to complain?