I've lived in Portland since 2003, and the only time I've ever had any issue with cops was for being pulled over for shit that was entirely my fault.
Why haven't I been shot by these horrible police? Oh, because I'm not a fucking idiot.
Why haven't I been arrested- EVER? Oh, because I'm not a fucking idiot.
See, there's a pattern there. Idiots have trouble with police because they get caught doing idiotic things. More intelligent people will realize that there are laws in place, there always will be, and it's someone's job to enforce them, and that they were in the wrong for breaking such a law, knowing the consequences full and well. Or they learn to keep their shenanigans out of the spotlight. Idiots get mad at the cops, and continue doing stupid crap and getting caught for it.
They're doing their job. They carry guns because sometimes shooting someone is part of that job. If you don't want to be part of that part of the job, it's very easy to avoid.
Wave a gun at cops = get shot. Wave a gun at cops that isn't real, but cops don't know that for sure = get shot. Answer the door with any kind of gun in your hand and don't know who it is = just plain rude. Who does that?
This is not new. This is not rocket science.
Only 4 police-shooting involved deaths. I'd say that the Portland police are doing pretty damn good. It hurt me slightly, physically to write that just now and read those words, but it's true. They really don't shoot many people.
Cry me a river and build me a bridge. Maybe if you weren't such a whiner you could get a better bartending job, and not be so broke and... whiny.
My mom raised me and my sister alone, bartending in dive bars. We didn't have a ton of money, but we always had everything we needed. A good night, even in a dive, would bring $40-70 a night in tips alone (the min wage was about half of ours). Because she was good, and fast, and cheerful and fun, and not a big whiny bitch.
DamosA may be full of it sometimes, but he/she is correct on this. Just calling a spade a spade.
"jamming nickles in your slot, you cigar smoking hooker"
+1 for that. That made me giggle.
What I mean by 'doing it right' is 'doing it responsibly' and exercising discretion.
Let's have a story.
Remember when Gandalf told Frodo "Keep it secret; keep it safe"? Instead of a ring, let's pretend Gandalf entrusted our dear Frodo with some crack or something, to take it to his friend over in Mordor.
So Frodo and his buddy Sam are trundling out of the Shire, hiding this stuff so his parents don't find out. But once he's out in the woods, he whips out that bag, does some crack. Sam knows better, and is sure that someone is going to smell it and come and get them. Frodo says it's all cool though, he just wants to test it out, he's not hooked on it or anything.
Soon, just as Sam knew would happen, the Nazgul can totally smell that shit cooking, and they're hot on their heels. Frodo is still pretty fucked up, but now sufficiently freaked out, so he's going to go with Sam now and try to sober up.
Frodo isn't the smartest hobbit in the Shire (why didn't Gandalf pick Sam in the first place?), but luckily he's got a friend there to look out for him (see: enabler), and make sure this delivery gets there on time. After awhile of running from the Nazgul (and even more time running from shadows that MIGHT be Nazgul), they realize they're totally lost. Lucky for them, there's this little junkie that slips out from a dark alley that says he knows the way to Mordor. He's a creepy little fellow, and he's really interested in that bag of crack (does crack come in bags?), but Frodo is pretty sure he's legit. Sam doesn't have the balls to stand up to his friend, so he continues to follow along and clean up messes.
Just as Sam suspected, this little bastard Gollum sells them out, and tries to have his spider friend off our protagonists so he can get his ring fix. I mean, crack fix. Frodo still isn't learning his lesson, and still continues to spark up when he thinks it's a good idea, which of course draws the Nazgul once again.
So now all of Middle Earth is after Frodo because he can't stay off this crap, and just take it where it needs to go. He gets almost to the delivery point, but then decides he's going to flake out at the end and not actually drop the shit off. He's become a no good damn junkie, and isn't worth anything to anyone. Sam has to come clean up his messes, make the delivery, and then send poor Frodo off to rehab- where he eventually runs off and sucks dick for dollars in an alleyway to try to get another hit.
But what if Frodo wasn't such a fuck head, and could actually accomplish things he set out to do? He would have stuck that shit in his sock, and took it where it was supposed to go, and dropped it in the damn volcano.The Nazgul would never have known, and Sam wouldn't have lost his best friend to addiction, and put him on an episode of Intervention. If he had kept it secret, he would have kept it safe. But he flaunted it around, and now he can't get a job because everyone knows he's a ring addict, and it's on his permanent record.
Now, I know that's not a very good story, and it would be much more entertaining if I wrote it while stoned A(and/or read LotR in the last 10 years), but I can't do that right now, because I'm busy being a responsible adult and getting my bills paid. You can be sure I'll do it later. Secretly. Safely. Responsibly.
Hey Evan, just because your friends are 'good people', doesn't mean they don't have something that makes them latch onto addictions more than other people. Just because they're good people doesn't mean they have the constitution to put their health, family, job, etc priorities above getting high. Just because they are weak doesn't mean everyone is, or should be punished because your friends, who are 'good people', can't control themselves.
If I want to, right now, I could go gamble, have anonymous sex with several hookers, smoke some dope, and wash it all down with some Clear Springs and a cigar while I bet on horses and jam nickles into a slot machine. Yeah, I'd probably puke (a lot!), but I could do all of those things and not have them affect my job or my family.
If you can't do it, don't do it. Some people can't, and that's fine. Everyone else shouldn't have to suffer because a few 'good people' can't be responsible for their own person.
Most of the people who do drugs- you don't know they do drugs. The ones who you know do drugs usually aren't doing it right.
Complaining that the movie Burlesque is nothing like actual Burlesque is just like Harry Potter nerds complaining that the movies aren't like the book. No shit, Sherlock, it's a movie! If you want actual burlesque, there is no shortage of annoying fat girls in dumb costumes jiggling to horrible songs all over Portland.
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