911 Operator Goes Too Far?
Lori's two daughters, 12 and 13, were fighting... after the 12 year-old kicked a hole in a door, instead of ending the fight herself, Lori called 911. The Watauga, Texas 911 operator, Mike Forbess, after receiving the call said to Lori, "Okay, do you want us to come over and shoot her?" After the phone fell silent, Forbess told Lori he was just joking. Lori was not amused. She wanted Mr. Forbess fired.
Forbess apologized, saying, "I admit what I did. It was stupid, it was inexcusable and I'm sorry."
According to what I saw on the news earlier, he wasn't fired but he received a letter of repremand from the police chief.
"I've given up being angry, forever... from now on, I'm into candles, soft music, and horse tranquilizers..."
Friday, April 15, 2005
Thursday, April 14, 2005
I've done a couple stupid things in the past couple days...
I was supposed to put some stuff in the washer into the dryer so it would be ready for in the morning... I sat about twenty feet from the dryer for several hours last night and it never crossed my mind. I totally forgot about it. I guess it wasn't a catastrophic event, or anything, but I still felt bad about it.
Then, tonight after I took the biscuits out of the oven, I totally forgot to turn off the oven. That can be, y'know, kinda dangerous.
I've been having headaches rather frequently (again) and nosebleeds a little more frequent than before... well, I've had nosebleeds since I got mononucleosis back in high school... and they usually pick up a little in the colder months (due to gas heating and such) - seeing as the heat hasn't been on in a little while... Maybe I have a brain tumor, or something that is making me... more stupider.
"...eet's notta toomuh..."
I was supposed to put some stuff in the washer into the dryer so it would be ready for in the morning... I sat about twenty feet from the dryer for several hours last night and it never crossed my mind. I totally forgot about it. I guess it wasn't a catastrophic event, or anything, but I still felt bad about it.
Then, tonight after I took the biscuits out of the oven, I totally forgot to turn off the oven. That can be, y'know, kinda dangerous.
I've been having headaches rather frequently (again) and nosebleeds a little more frequent than before... well, I've had nosebleeds since I got mononucleosis back in high school... and they usually pick up a little in the colder months (due to gas heating and such) - seeing as the heat hasn't been on in a little while... Maybe I have a brain tumor, or something that is making me... more stupider.
"...eet's notta toomuh..."
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Saturday afternoon was one of those times...
"Where were you/What were you doing when you found out that Pope John Paul II had passed away?" I was sitting in front of the television, hoping to watch some of the NASCAR Busch race in Bristol, Tennessee... I could have gone to both the Busch and Nextel Cup race, apparently, thanks to a free ticket from my friend Jarrod's sister-in-law, but I couldn't have gone, anyway... which kinda sucked... ANYHOW, the race got cancelled 'cause it was snowing... so I was watching a couple different movies... about 2:45, I flipped the channels... and I saw the news. I knew it was coming... everyone did... it didn't make the news any less sad, though.
Now, I don't consider myself "religious," anymore. When I was younger, I was very involved in the church, thanks to a really good friend and my grandfather. I didn't particularly agree with a lot of the things the Holy Father "decreed" or whatever during his time... but I understand what he was about... why he was there. He was there to try to bring some kind of hope to the hopeless, some kind of faith to the faithless... whatever he could do to try to fill some small part of the emptiness that is in so many of us.
The Pope did many things in his time, as well, that could be seen in an almost secular fashion... probably the most notable of which was aiding in the downfall of communism in his homeland of Poland, as well as pretty much everywhere else, too. Yeah, the Pope was a Pollock. I am a Pollock, as well, but I am not the Pope. heh
I sat there and watched the news... saw the people in St. Peter's Square. I was sad. I even nearly cried for a moment. I didn't have to agree with what he thought to know he was a good man. I'm not sure exactly why, but he always kinda reminded me a lot of my grandfather. Well, they were both extremely good men who worked very hard to a very old age to try to make people happy... and they seemed to take a lot of pleasure in doing so, even when they had lost their health.
"Where were you/What were you doing when you found out that Pope John Paul II had passed away?" I was sitting in front of the television, hoping to watch some of the NASCAR Busch race in Bristol, Tennessee... I could have gone to both the Busch and Nextel Cup race, apparently, thanks to a free ticket from my friend Jarrod's sister-in-law, but I couldn't have gone, anyway... which kinda sucked... ANYHOW, the race got cancelled 'cause it was snowing... so I was watching a couple different movies... about 2:45, I flipped the channels... and I saw the news. I knew it was coming... everyone did... it didn't make the news any less sad, though.
Now, I don't consider myself "religious," anymore. When I was younger, I was very involved in the church, thanks to a really good friend and my grandfather. I didn't particularly agree with a lot of the things the Holy Father "decreed" or whatever during his time... but I understand what he was about... why he was there. He was there to try to bring some kind of hope to the hopeless, some kind of faith to the faithless... whatever he could do to try to fill some small part of the emptiness that is in so many of us.
The Pope did many things in his time, as well, that could be seen in an almost secular fashion... probably the most notable of which was aiding in the downfall of communism in his homeland of Poland, as well as pretty much everywhere else, too. Yeah, the Pope was a Pollock. I am a Pollock, as well, but I am not the Pope. heh
I sat there and watched the news... saw the people in St. Peter's Square. I was sad. I even nearly cried for a moment. I didn't have to agree with what he thought to know he was a good man. I'm not sure exactly why, but he always kinda reminded me a lot of my grandfather. Well, they were both extremely good men who worked very hard to a very old age to try to make people happy... and they seemed to take a lot of pleasure in doing so, even when they had lost their health.
Monday, April 04, 2005
Why do people think that we (the United States) faked the moon landings? It would seem that there are still a ton of conspiracy theorists that will come out and provide all of this "evidence" that the moon landings never happened... it's almost crazy. I mean, everything from "the flag shouldn't wave in a place with no wind" (yes, it should) to the pictures of the astronauts that are highly detailed and appear to have no shadows on the space suits (which apparently, many people have never heard that light will reflect off of things like the ground)... My favorite claim, and one that the conspiracy people seem to stick to like glue, is the "all shadows from a single light source should always be parallel." The simple truth is that shadows on earth, in sunlight (a "single light source"), converge and diverge all over the place thanks to the terrain (something that can also be found on the moon, y'know?). I would wager that one could simply walk out front of their home on any sunny day and see several examples of "non-parallel" shadows.
Basically, everything that has been put forth by a conspiracy theorist regarding the moon landings has been rebuffed, simply and effectively... I personally don't know much about "space radiation" and why it doesn't kill everything that ventures through the Van Allen Belt... I'm sure it has been put to rest by someone out there, though (probably by simply saying, "The Apollo astronauts weren't in the Van Allen Belt long enough to get a dose of radiation big enough to hurt them, much less kill them.").
If it was faked, don't you think that all the Cold War countries that were listening to everything we were doing all over the world at the time would have come forward and said, "Hey, they're faking it?"
I've never really come across any younger conspiracy theorists regarding the moon landings, although I'm sure they exist. But mainly, you see all these old guys, living out in the desert in mobile homes that come up with all the hooey... It must be all that time in the "dry heat," or something.
Basically, everything that has been put forth by a conspiracy theorist regarding the moon landings has been rebuffed, simply and effectively... I personally don't know much about "space radiation" and why it doesn't kill everything that ventures through the Van Allen Belt... I'm sure it has been put to rest by someone out there, though (probably by simply saying, "The Apollo astronauts weren't in the Van Allen Belt long enough to get a dose of radiation big enough to hurt them, much less kill them.").
If it was faked, don't you think that all the Cold War countries that were listening to everything we were doing all over the world at the time would have come forward and said, "Hey, they're faking it?"
I've never really come across any younger conspiracy theorists regarding the moon landings, although I'm sure they exist. But mainly, you see all these old guys, living out in the desert in mobile homes that come up with all the hooey... It must be all that time in the "dry heat," or something.
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