With the amount of money they put into the GA6D race, this was a rebuke. They couldn't buy the presidency, and they couldn't buy the last two races, even though they went all in. Their failure is very encouraging.
Trump - "I'm at 42, you're at 3."
Jeb - "Doesn't matter."
Kansas was a data point. This is starting to smell like a trend. This is getting VERY interesting.
I'm starting to wonder if the post-election tantrum nonsense is starting to have blowback this soon!? I mean holy fuck - 2018 could be VERY VERY interesting if that's the case.
This might be the biggest shitpost this sub has ever seen
Or it could be real and you might get in on the plentiful Szechuan sauce...better not to risk it
The one true morty's design is fucking sick. I love it
Plot twist: Son is 30.
You did that yourself you karma whore
Try 12 :). He goes to an arts school and is verrrry good!
Alright i tried it, now what
The killer here is poaching and loss of habitat, not trophy hunting. 3,700 trophy kills since 1985 2007 is quite small -- about 115 370 per year. Compare that to the almost 1,800 deaths per year due to other causes.
In addition, some trophy hunting is used to provide funds for conservation efforts. It literally pays people to stop destroying habitat and guard against poachers. Remove trophy hunting and those things -- the bigger killers -- may increase.
Some people just like to kill shit. I never really understood the reason for shooting an animal that poses basically zero threat to you.
Take your facts and totally reasonable assessment of a complicated issue elsewhere! Hunting = bad ok, end of story.
I'd rather have all these animals go extinct than let one more rich American contribute to conservation efforts through their regulated hunting of animals segregated and sometimes bred distinctly for the purpose of hunting.
Edit: Jesus Christ, didn't realise i should have put an /s tag on this. There are some dumb fucking ppl in this thread. Point was its a complicated issue and hunting around the world DOES contribute to conservation efforts, both in breeding and in anti poaching programs. I am not a hunter, just someone who is able to understand both sides of an issue, unlike the frothing extremes displayed below. I highly recommend anyone who gives a shit and is interested in breaking their own confirmation bias look at both the video in the OP i replied to above, as well as the articles someone posted below regarding questionable effectiveness of hunting funded conservation efforts. It ain't simple people.
hunting for meat is cool (deer and such), trophy hunting is sick. edit: I can't spell good, and stuff.
I imagine in the best universe that while the dog was being put in the truck to take him to the pound and the firefighter realized that they were meant to be together and ran after that truck. Then he took him home and his 5 year old kid and he gave the pupper a bath and the dog falls asleep on the kids bed knowing that he made it home.
That might not be what happened, but that is what should happen.
Dogs are the best people.
No you're crying.
Contrast that with this:
Scumbag Aunt ripped off my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business and had the IRS financially ruin her
This is going to be long, so TL; DR; Aunt screwed over my Grandma for years, I put my nose in her business, got parents wise on the fraud and eventually reported her to the IRS. The long dick of the IRS bankrupted her and her husband and now they are destitute and too old to work.
This happened about 5 years ago. My Grandma was getting old, late 80s/early 90s. She had one wish, to not die in a senior home. Easily done as my Grandpa sold some assets way back when, then invested the money and let it ride for 30+ years; he never touched it and collected a pension.
Way back when my Grandpa died, (about 10 years before this), my Grandma appointed my dad, this shitty aunt and my uncle as the Trustees of the trust. Basically the trusted advisors for her and her care for the foreseeable future. All was well in the beginning, then my dad (Willy) moved further away and couldn't take care of the day to day upkeep as the Trustee and to see that my grandma was ok. My aunt (Rebecca) told her that she and my uncle (Fred, who lived in Arizona) could take over and all would be fine. It was fine for a while.
A few times my dad went back to visit and noticed my Grandma didn’t always have overnight care or that her mail wasn’t picked up and the driveway wasn’t plowed. She also lost her cable TV and newspaper subscription. My dad figured it just lapsed so he had the services put back on. My dad also noticed my grandma was eating moldy food at times because her truck was sold and she had no transportation (she drove up to 90 years old). She basically just chilled at the house alone and did crossword puzzles. The craziest part of this is that my aunt only lived 2 miles from my Grandma, but my Grandma told my dad she saw aunt Rebecca once a week on Saturday for about 1 hour.
As with the elderly and age, my grandma passed away. She did get her wish and was able to die in her own home. Upon her death things started to get real interesting. Once the probate lawyer got her children (my dad, aunt, uncle and another estranged aunt (Becky)) around the table some shady business started to come out. My aunt Rebecca asked that everyone just forgo any audit or paperwork and they just sell the house (for around $400K), and divide up the remaining back account balance of roughly $400K. So just signing on the line, each sibling was to get a check for $200K, not too bad of an inheritance. My dad thought that was somewhat a little rushed. He said at the time that he wanted to wait because my Grandma’s house was easily in the $600K range based on size and location. My aunt exploded in his face, cursing at him and calling him all kinds of names because he was unwilling to sign the assets then and there. She basically wanted a quick close while everyone looked the other way.
My dad ended up leaving the room after the screaming and the deal wasn’t signed that day. It took nearly 6 months before another appointment and they were all back at the table. The thing is though, when you are a trustee and the person dies, the funds and access to financial accounts are all under heavy scrutiny until all beneficiaries are made aware and sign the final papers. At the next meeting, my dad went in there with no intention to sign the deal. He got his brother (my uncle Fred) to agree that they audit the entire account(s) going back 5-years. When they demanded this again at the meeting with the lawyer, my Aunt ended up arguing that a forensic audit would cost $5K and it’s a waste, like what difference does it make? Two beneficiaries requested it, so it was what was going to happen. The audit report showed up about 3 months later.
Here is where it gets good.
My dad began looking over the audit report saw it was full of holes, like excessive monthly food costs for a 90 year old lady. Payments made for car services for a car my grandma no longer had. Many different things in there they just didn’t add up. My dad asked me to give the audit a second look, so I spent a Saturday night going over it, and here is some crazy stuff I found (and alerted my dad about):
Costco monthly food costs of $1100-$2000 for the last 4 years.
Telephone bills for 6 cell phones (grandma has a home phone only)
Gasoline for a truck my grandma didn’t have for like 4 years, and easily $400/month
House repairs paid to my aunt’s husband who owned a construction business, some of the house repairs were like $16K for a new roof, new garage doors, home security system which she didn’t have, etc, all inflated prices.
Grandma paid for my Aunt to go to Europe twice on vacation.
My grandma was paying my estranged aunt Becky a stipend of $2K a month for the last 5 years, as well as her deadbeat son for $2500. Every month they were paid.
All grandkids were to be paid a lump sum of $10K upon their 30th birthday as that is when the $50 check from Grandma stopped for all grandkids. Guess who was paid out, her kids and my estranged aunts kids, but not me or my siblings.
My grandma gave loans to my aunt Rebecca for her husbands construction business in return for equity in the company, which amounted to nothing. These loans totaled about $200K over 3 years, right around when the housing bust happened.
They also sold her assets like jewelry and what not for cash, because some big ticket items simply vanished from her house Armed with all this, the next probate meeting was interesting. In the time between my Grandma’s death and the 3rd probate meeting, my aunt’s construction business filed for bankruptcy so that $200K in equity grandma had, simply vanished. The probate lawyer was also somewhat concerned and makes it obvious that this was fraud and breach of fiduciary duty, where my aunt could actually get real prison time. After this, the negotiations were much more favorable. My aunt got nothing, literally zero, my other aunt only received $25K after all the stipend payments. My father and uncle shared the rest, after all grandkids received the $10K payout. The house sold to the first offer for $520K.
That was the regular revenge for any treacherous bitch that ripped off grandma and had her eating moldy food. Here is the pro.
My aunt probably felt pretty bad that she couldn’t supplement her lifestyle with Grandmas money anymore, but that was the least of her worries. Since she tried to personally rip me off for $10K, I took it personally. I don’t care how tough you are, the IRS is the scariest thing that can happen to a person, nobody wants to have their money forcibly removed. I did a little research and found the 3949-A I also had the audit and legal office could/would provide the full trust in requested (demanded by the IRS), I don’t know if it ever was. So I photo copied my documents, had then notarized and send off the info to the IRS. I felt like it went nowhere, then maybe 18 months later I was notified and asked to come to the IRS building for an appointment in my city.
The agent went over all the details, what they found in their research and then they asked for a sworn statement. It turns out my aunt didn’t declare something like $1.2M in additional income over 5 years, and as such she owed the IRS around $420K plus penalties. There was no way she was going to pay that on a teachers’ pension and after her husband’s bankrupt his business. Her house was sold, her vehicles sold, and they left the state. Now aunt and uncle live in a depressing desert town in the southwest.
The IRS paid me around $60K about 3 months after the appointment. She should have paid that $10K.
You got paid $60,000 to fuck over a woman who took advantage of a kind old lady.
This is about as Pro as it gets.
since he got paid I would say it's literally the very definition of professional revenge
Left your grandma to eat mouldy shite while she lived the "high life" that wasn't even on her own dime? That's ficking sad.
Money and greed really fick things up for families huh. Glad you got some major jabs in there at her OP.
The IRS pays rewards for info on tax evaders
Doc, we've been through this, I am cultivating mass
Sorry, sir, but I have to maintain this appearance because I work on Wall Street.
Cat's thought: 'you are calling me fat human??'
This cat needs some size pills.
3 friends and I decided to go swimming and walking along the river in our small hometown. C, the oldest, decided to head back to his house leaving me with his sister T and our friend G. G seemed nervous but he was a bit sheltered and had just started hanging out with us. I didn't think anything of it. Eventually we came to a crossing/swimming hole in the river that was too deep for us to touch with a pretty decent current flow. It was something T and I had done regularly for a few years and thought nothing of it. I went across first and then G and then T. Suddenly G starts freaking out in the deepest section of the hole, thrashing and yelling. T gets to him to try and calm him down and find out what's going on. She grabs him and tries to get him to go to the bank but he isn't having it and her 90lbs frame isn't strong enough to drag him back while he was fighting her. I realize whats happening and swim out to them as fast as I can but they are being swept down stream farther and faster than I ever imagined possible. By the time I get to them G is using T as a booster out of the water and holding her under. I tried to get him to let go of her and grab me but he wouldn't listen and kept fighting me. Eventually I thought he was going to kill the girl I had been friends with since I was 4. So I punched him in the face and he looked at me and let her go. She was unconscious at this point so I started dragging her to shore when C comes charging out of the woods on the bank, dives in and takes his sister from me. I turned around to go back for G. By the time I get back to where I hit him, he's gone. I spent 25 minutes diving as deep as I could trying to find him. I'll never forget the look on his face. It'll haunt me as long as I live. Turns out he didn't know how to swim and didn't want to ruin our plans by telling us. T ended up being ok and C always thanked me for saving her but it killed me to hear it.
Tl;dr: friend couldn't swim and tried to drown another friend, punched him in the face to save other friend, friend A drown as a result.
I hope you find peace with this one day, but to me you handled it correctly by trying to save the other friend first.
It was friend A that made the wrong decision and could have killed someone else over it.
Now friend A 'only' caused his own death.
Former swimming instructor here..
When I was taught how to handle this kind of situations and panicking people 10 years ago your reaction would be a textbook example of how to do it!
You might feel guilty for saving your friend and "killing" the other. If I had seen this scenario but without knowing any of them and not having any preference for either I would have done exactly what you did. The only mistake here was the guy going out in the water without knowing how to swim.
I was taught two ways to deal with panicking people. 1: stay a few meters away and wait for them to get tired so you could help them without resistance. Had you done this your friend would be dead.
2: if they get hold of you or you can't wait for them to get tired then punch them in the face and hope they either get calm or get knocked out. A knocked out person is very easy to rescue. You just need one hand under their head to hold it up and you can use the other arm to swim. If you try to rescue a panicking person you need to have them in a choke hold looking grip where you have their head firmly at your shoulder next to your own head so you don't risk they hit you. This is really demanding and super tirering to do and even as experienced swimmer you might swallow some water this way.
Punching the guy was your only option. You managed to save the person who tried to help but was now in danger because of the guy. Your actions were the only way both actually had a chance of surviving.
You did not kill anyone! You saved a life! You were unable to save both of them but saving one out of two doesn't mean you killed anyone. Had you done nothing they would both be dead.
Tl;dr you didn't kill anyone. You did the only right thing and saved a life.
fucking upvoted for proper use of confession bear
That's a good dad joke right there.
For real though, I can't think of any good reason to actually wait until you're married to have sex. That's just asking for soooo much trouble. Maybe in the past, when you got married at 14, that's it.
If you do it in the butt and she didn't get penetrated, that just means you're getting pegged dude.
Everything is meaningless to me unless it's sex