It's weird how the "thievery" narrative has got around. It sounds cool! But if you find a bag or rolling suitcase in a garbage can, it that really thievery? And they were "well-dressed"? And somehow the bombs didn't go off when they.. extracted the bombs and stole the suitcase? And then were upstanding citizens calling the police to alert them of the bombs?
Maybe it's me and my booze problem, but so much doesn't add up here. Also? In Manhattan, people are loath these days to take things off the street for fear of bedbugs. Luggage on the street would be a likely no for "well-dressed" thieves, maybe? That and mattresses and furniture. I don't know.
I profile differently. Young male waiter equals student, actor, dancer. Chances of gay or bisexual are good. Spanish indicates honest, hard worker that has a rough life. If gay, then also assume he has had a horrible life should he be from Central America or Mexico. Smile, and express interest in him as a human being. If he suddenly mentions his girlfriend, assume another faux straight man who has stolen a job intended for the gays.
The number of well dressed people I see shopping at a dent and bent or save market overwhelms the number of very poorly dressed shoppers I see at peopleofwalmart. Sometimes people get to where they are by being thrifty and efficient. Or at least desperate.
The best part is I had a friend from one of the colder northern European countries who would always get mad when I would spell it sekret because that is apparently the word for cum.
I never knew that. Another piece of useless information to file away in the cabinet of my brain. Is there any fight on film longer than the one between Roddy Piper and Keith David in They Live? And apropos of nothing, Meg Foster (Holly) is going to be in the 2017 Twin Peaks.
Antecedents, to God-damned hell with Antecedents! We have no Antecedents. In fact, we don't need Antecedents. I don't have to show you any stinking Antecedents, . . .
That depends on where you leave it lying, matey. I was working as a temp in midtown, and while out for lunch (I work nights, so it was early evening) saw a black & hot pink backpack someone had left lying next to a subway elevator. Immediately, I found a cop AND a building security guard, and pointed out the backpack, which no one had touched. By the time I returned nearly an hour later, it was gone and all was well.
I found a wallet in the organic vegan bakery in which I worked for awhile. I tracked the owner down via the address on his driver's license, and he claimed it later that evening. He was extremely grateful, and gave me a $5 tip. Years before that, a woman's wallet fell out of her purse on a PATH train (I was returning from visiting a friend in NJ). We got out at the same stop, and I chased her and said, "You dropped this!" She eyed me with suspicion, and checked it to make sure I hadn't stolen her cash and credit cards. I didn't even get a thank you, and I was quite broke at the time. Say what you will about us New Yorkers, it's the assholes from Jersey who give us a bad name (and yes, I have lived in the dark continent of New Jersey, and no, #NotAllJerseyGirls are assholes). My BFF was born & raised there, and she's still one of my favorite people on earth. We've been friends for 50 years, since we were 12-year-old seventh graders.
Don Lemon will likely speculate on whether a black hole swallowed the terrorist cell up, and that's why they're saying there is no indication of a terror cell.
If it's coming from a rightwing-y news source, I'd assume the standard rules are in place, and it's only called "thievery" because of the skin color of the "thieves" in question.
It's weird how the "thievery" narrative has got around. It sounds cool! But if you find a bag or rolling suitcase in a garbage can, it that really thievery? And they were "well-dressed"? And somehow the bombs didn't go off when they.. extracted the bombs and stole the suitcase? And then were upstanding citizens calling the police to alert them of the bombs?
Maybe it's me and my booze problem, but so much doesn't add up here. Also? In Manhattan, people are loath these days to take things off the street for fear of bedbugs. Luggage on the street would be a likely no for "well-dressed" thieves, maybe? That and mattresses and furniture. I don't know.
I profile differently. Young male waiter equals student, actor, dancer. Chances of gay or bisexual are good. Spanish indicates honest, hard worker that has a rough life. If gay, then also assume he has had a horrible life should he be from Central America or Mexico. Smile, and express interest in him as a human being. If he suddenly mentions his girlfriend, assume another faux straight man who has stolen a job intended for the gays.
They had better be licensed, the guild doesn't take kindly to scabs.
The number of well dressed people I see shopping at a dent and bent or save market overwhelms the number of very poorly dressed shoppers I see at peopleofwalmart. Sometimes people get to where they are by being thrifty and efficient. Or at least desperate.
The best part is I had a friend from one of the colder northern European countries who would always get mad when I would spell it sekret because that is apparently the word for cum.
I never knew that. Another piece of useless information to file away in the cabinet of my brain. Is there any fight on film longer than the one between Roddy Piper and Keith David in They Live? And apropos of nothing, Meg Foster (Holly) is going to be in the 2017 Twin Peaks.
Artist's conception:
https://youtu.be/riUA1khxs68
The Rockewho?
http://i111.photobucket.com...
Antecedents, to God-damned hell with Antecedents! We have no Antecedents. In fact, we don't need Antecedents. I don't have to show you any stinking Antecedents, . . .
http://www.foodnotbombs.net/
But damn it feels good to be a gangsta
That depends on where you leave it lying, matey. I was working as a temp in midtown, and while out for lunch (I work nights, so it was early evening) saw a black & hot pink backpack someone had left lying next to a subway elevator. Immediately, I found a cop AND a building security guard, and pointed out the backpack, which no one had touched. By the time I returned nearly an hour later, it was gone and all was well.
I found a wallet in the organic vegan bakery in which I worked for awhile. I tracked the owner down via the address on his driver's license, and he claimed it later that evening. He was extremely grateful, and gave me a $5 tip. Years before that, a woman's wallet fell out of her purse on a PATH train (I was returning from visiting a friend in NJ). We got out at the same stop, and I chased her and said, "You dropped this!" She eyed me with suspicion, and checked it to make sure I hadn't stolen her cash and credit cards. I didn't even get a thank you, and I was quite broke at the time. Say what you will about us New Yorkers, it's the assholes from Jersey who give us a bad name (and yes, I have lived in the dark continent of New Jersey, and no, #NotAllJerseyGirls are assholes). My BFF was born & raised there, and she's still one of my favorite people on earth. We've been friends for 50 years, since we were 12-year-old seventh graders.
Pizza Rat WAS TOO involved!
Oh wait, that's not a euphemism for Donald Trump's ween, is it?
Nevermind!
Don Lemon will likely speculate on whether a black hole swallowed the terrorist cell up, and that's why they're saying there is no indication of a terror cell.
If it's coming from a rightwing-y news source, I'd assume the standard rules are in place, and it's only called "thievery" because of the skin color of the "thieves" in question.