I will own up to being a dick. My grandparents were fat. My dad was thin. My older brother and sister are thin and I am fat. Genetics has something to do with that.
So, just to be clear, it was the fat shaming that made Lizzo lose weight.... not the combination of:
1) Advice from her doctors
2) Her success and wealth allowing her to devote significant time and resources to exercise (something many people with low paying jobs, lack of high-quality child care and money to pay to a gym/trainer often can not afford).
3) Her ability to hire personal staff to shop/cook/etc. to help her stay on track with her diet.
Hrmrmrmr. So Cuba requests to become a member of BRICS ... this would mean: if Trump would be president, the US will invade the country, just as Russia did with Ukraine?
Woke up before 3 this morning, actually just went ahead and got up at 3. It's an early morning at work for me, but not that early. Full day too. Everyone seems to be "over" my cracked rib hurting. I'm trying to be quiet about it, but I do sort of move a little funny now and again, and then folks will be like, "are you ok?" and when I say yes, just the rib they're like, STILL?
In my case, what surprised me the most was having to pause and plan exactly how I would tighten my abdominal and thoracic muscles when I needed to speak up above a normal conversational volume, lest my first loud burst be "owwwfuuuckowwww."
I'm doing a bit of ACE bandage now and then for a bit, but I feel generally uncomfortable and fussy so it's only for an hour or so when I'm up and about. I can tuck an ice pack under the robe pretty easily.
I dunno. I always seek to attract house spiders, since they eat all the other bugs and deposit the husks in neat little piles in the corners for easy disposal. If one of my neighbors showed up with an upturned glass with a house spider inside, I'd be more than happy to re-home them in a nice corner.
I appreciate the work they do, as long as they stay out of my sight. And my bedroom. I am not keen to provide a home for your excess spiders.
(Full disclosure: I spend a summer in my early teens(?) putting up insulation between the floor joists in our house, in a crawlspace barely big enough for me to wiggle through, with about a zillion of those little brown guys for company. I didn't like spiders all that much going in there, and my attitude was in no way improved by the experience.)
Some cretin in my neighborhood's emailed me (in my capacity as a member of the HOA board) about his neighbors having a lot of crap lying about in their yard that could be picked up by the winds we're expecting. Obviously, Mr. Cretin is wanting me to do something about it.
On Wednesday.
With Milton due to strike later today.
(sighs) I'm going to get breakfast before I do shit.
"What did they say when you offered to help them move it someplace safer?"
"Uh, well, I haven't talked to them about it." *
"I see. As you can guess, we've got our own hands full here, so in my official capacity I'm going to deputize you to converse with your neighbor as a private citizen. If they aren't agreeable to letting you help move some stuff or just doing it themselves after you bring it up with them, you can get back to me later."
[* These "personal responsibility" types never think to do that.]
During a lull in the rain, I drove past the area (a final look at the neighborhood before the hammer falls - I did the same when Ian went through). I saw some items on a bench by the north wall of the house that didn't look light enough to be blown about. There were some palettes on the curb, but the city was supposed to haul them away.
Amusingly, I noted that the complainer has a bunch of wooden stockade fence palings stacked vertically against the north wall of his house.
I remember a long time ago when the internet was young, someone was trying to prove that Thin Was In for women wayyyy back in history and even prehistory, a thing we know objectively to be false because, guess what, so many of the depictions of women show them as kinda chubby or even very chubby. And there is a simple answer for that: heaftiness was seen as a sign of survival, because your people had enough to eat, and therefore the lady was provided enough to keep birthing babies. This is true in many places around the world even, so I helpfully pointed this out and why he was so very very very very very wrong. He whine I was being mean to him.
Long and short, it is not just bullying that gets them off, though there is a healthy dose of being mean to others to make themselves feel better. I think they get so very very very upset when you call them out on their BS (as dude mentioned above did) it is because they are attracted to larger women and in their heads, this is wrong, so they HAVE to attack the object of their interest.
It always surprises me when people try to use Science! or History! to support what is, after all, a personal and subjective choice. This is not like being gay or having brown hair or being tanner than your neighbors or something. It is not genetics. We all like different things and it is ok to like different things, and ok for others to not agree with you about what they like.
But we, as a species, tend to take it sooooo personally that we have to prove someone is Wrong for Liking A Thing.
It is very weird to me, though I sometimes muse maybe it goes back to the ol' tribalism vis a vis survival thing
This is a trippy story: my first Mother's Day, I was miraculously pregnant and wanted a certain gift. I told HusbX, "I want a Venus of Willendorf. A pendant, on a silk cord or something like that. Silver, of course," my preferred metal. It had just popped into my head.
We toddled down the road to the little college town we now live in (moved here when BabbyX was a year old), and went in to look at the stuff in a shop that has beads, clothing, funny hippie stuff, etc. I say what I'm looking for, never thinking they'd actually have them.
They do. Owner points down into the glass case between us. My mouth drops open.
It's a Venus. Silver. On a black silk cord. An inch and a half, hollow but solid, hefty as She should be. There was only one. She was there, waiting just for me.
Egyptian hieroglyphs tended to depict more svelt people, but then, they were depicting rich people by and large, so different rules apply. And the dudes were just as svelt. Almost the same bodies minus the one boob sticking out.
But aside from that, most other drawings, figurines, cave paintings et al got an inch to pinch. Well rounded arms was an actual thing noted for as attractive on women. In china, having a fat wife meant you were rich so it was an ideal to aspire to.
The judge in question - Mark Cohen - has been a burr under the saddle of PA Democrats for a long time. He was in the PA House for 42 years, most likely because he couldn't remember how to leave the building.
Observers were never sure if he suffered from dementia, or was just plain stupid. And from what I've been told, he really needed remedial lessons in basic hygiene. But he always seem to know how to suck up the per diem funds!
Hurricanes are kinda freaky in their relative (short term) predictability. Only thing I can think of that has the same kinda โthis is exactly when bad shit startsโ oncoming doom quality is (some) military invasions. Not a lot of life threatening natural disasters you can put in your smartphone calendar. Winds arrive on the Florida coast at 2pm. It is unlikely they will be late because they have to stop for coffee or to use a bathroom or anything.
> Nolan Hollenden repeatedly accused staff at Joseph Barclay Elementary School of "feeding all of these illegals" during a food giveaway for families in need, police said.
When a stranger sojourns with you in your land, you shall not do him wrong. You shall treat the stranger who sojourns with you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt
Getting ready for work. Things are a little tight now that we're in the October rush and the temps are gone. They kept a lot more people from the temps than they have been past rounds--15 visitor assistants and 5 guides--but we're still short. We're technically "fully staffed" but that is because 10 of those staff are brand new and still being trained and so it's going to be very tight til they get on the floor later in the month. Good news is I have a good chunk of the final week of said rush off for my birthday and then it'll be slow again after Nov4 (excluding holidays) until the start of March.
As one senior guide noted, we're full staffed so long as no one takes leave or haven forbid has to call out. Given we average 5-7 call-outs a day for varying reasons, including that it is sickness season, and yeah. It gets reeeeeeal tight at times.
Thankfully only crazy person yesterday was some rando First Amendment Auditor type filming everything. Had to let him stay since no rules were broken, but management and USCP told us not to engage and to alert them if he forced engagement and made us uncomfortable. Also that he'd been informed if he wanted a tour he couldn't film the whole thing (we do allow video, just not of the tour guide giving the tour. Some visitors, especially older ones, find it easier than taking pictures, so we let them do that).
I hate the stupid 1A auditors, mainly because they bother the staff. Luckily, our staff members are smart and most have a good sense of humor, but still. I always say to send them to me--they mainly care about "bigger fish" anyway. We don't pay well enough for people to have to waste their time being civil to assholes.
I will own up to being a dick. My grandparents were fat. My dad was thin. My older brother and sister are thin and I am fat. Genetics has something to do with that.
๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ. ๐๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ค๐ข๐ด๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บโ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ. ๐๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ, ๐ช๐ตโ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ.
I mean, sure, but it could also be--
[๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ , ๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐]
Ah. I'm, um, I'm going to sit this one out. Also treat your dancers better Lizzo.
So, just to be clear, it was the fat shaming that made Lizzo lose weight.... not the combination of:
1) Advice from her doctors
2) Her success and wealth allowing her to devote significant time and resources to exercise (something many people with low paying jobs, lack of high-quality child care and money to pay to a gym/trainer often can not afford).
3) Her ability to hire personal staff to shop/cook/etc. to help her stay on track with her diet.
It was definitely the fat-shaming.... yup!
I had to google 'crispy bangs'... wasn't sure if they were deep fried or sumptin'...
Just heat damage, lol.
Muhahahahahahahaha.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4QLmShgI35M
The Late Show Presidential Nominee Interview
Hrmrmrmr. So Cuba requests to become a member of BRICS ... this would mean: if Trump would be president, the US will invade the country, just as Russia did with Ukraine?
Woke up before 3 this morning, actually just went ahead and got up at 3. It's an early morning at work for me, but not that early. Full day too. Everyone seems to be "over" my cracked rib hurting. I'm trying to be quiet about it, but I do sort of move a little funny now and again, and then folks will be like, "are you ok?" and when I say yes, just the rib they're like, STILL?
They are just telling you, in their own way, that they have never ever had a cracked rib in their lives.
Shit takes months and months
And it's weird how it just feels bad or funny in different ways.
In my case, what surprised me the most was having to pause and plan exactly how I would tighten my abdominal and thoracic muscles when I needed to speak up above a normal conversational volume, lest my first loud burst be "owwwfuuuckowwww."
Yeah--the first few cases I call each morning are...a struggle.
Owwwww, I know, it's the pits!! How is the rest of you?
[are you keeping your rib area wrapped with anything?]
I'm doing a bit of ACE bandage now and then for a bit, but I feel generally uncomfortable and fussy so it's only for an hour or so when I'm up and about. I can tuck an ice pack under the robe pretty easily.
๐ช๐ฝ
This is how you do it.
https://x.com/dieworkwear/status/1843752547200446520
my life changed when i learned some house spiders can't survive outside so now i just catch them and release them in a friend's home
That reminds me, today would have been John Entwistleโs 80th birthday
...I am questioning his definition of the word "friend."
I dunno. I always seek to attract house spiders, since they eat all the other bugs and deposit the husks in neat little piles in the corners for easy disposal. If one of my neighbors showed up with an upturned glass with a house spider inside, I'd be more than happy to re-home them in a nice corner.
I appreciate the work they do, as long as they stay out of my sight. And my bedroom. I am not keen to provide a home for your excess spiders.
(Full disclosure: I spend a summer in my early teens(?) putting up insulation between the floor joists in our house, in a crawlspace barely big enough for me to wiggle through, with about a zillion of those little brown guys for company. I didn't like spiders all that much going in there, and my attitude was in no way improved by the experience.)
I'm with you - fortunately being short sighted I've agreed with them not to squint at corners and ceilings
Fucking lovely.
Some cretin in my neighborhood's emailed me (in my capacity as a member of the HOA board) about his neighbors having a lot of crap lying about in their yard that could be picked up by the winds we're expecting. Obviously, Mr. Cretin is wanting me to do something about it.
On Wednesday.
With Milton due to strike later today.
(sighs) I'm going to get breakfast before I do shit.
Here's how I've handled shit like that:
"What did they say when you offered to help them move it someplace safer?"
"Uh, well, I haven't talked to them about it." *
"I see. As you can guess, we've got our own hands full here, so in my official capacity I'm going to deputize you to converse with your neighbor as a private citizen. If they aren't agreeable to letting you help move some stuff or just doing it themselves after you bring it up with them, you can get back to me later."
[* These "personal responsibility" types never think to do that.]
During a lull in the rain, I drove past the area (a final look at the neighborhood before the hammer falls - I did the same when Ian went through). I saw some items on a bench by the north wall of the house that didn't look light enough to be blown about. There were some palettes on the curb, but the city was supposed to haul them away.
Amusingly, I noted that the complainer has a bunch of wooden stockade fence palings stacked vertically against the north wall of his house.
I will enjoy writing this response letter.
Maybe he's waiting for the inevitable vampire incursion...?
(chortles)
Don't wander into the Milton please. Stay safe.
You should consider having lunch first, too, because who knows when you'll get to eat again once all hell breaks loose.
Will Bunch:
The October Surprise of 2024 is named Milton | Will Bunch Newsletter
https://www.inquirer.com/columnists/attytood/hurricane-milton-climate-change-fracking-election-20241008.html
> Plus, a new poll shows fracking is still not very popular in Pennsylvania.
erm.
Hurricanes in October should not be a surprise. Tis why they call it hurricane season.
I remember a long time ago when the internet was young, someone was trying to prove that Thin Was In for women wayyyy back in history and even prehistory, a thing we know objectively to be false because, guess what, so many of the depictions of women show them as kinda chubby or even very chubby. And there is a simple answer for that: heaftiness was seen as a sign of survival, because your people had enough to eat, and therefore the lady was provided enough to keep birthing babies. This is true in many places around the world even, so I helpfully pointed this out and why he was so very very very very very wrong. He whine I was being mean to him.
Long and short, it is not just bullying that gets them off, though there is a healthy dose of being mean to others to make themselves feel better. I think they get so very very very upset when you call them out on their BS (as dude mentioned above did) it is because they are attracted to larger women and in their heads, this is wrong, so they HAVE to attack the object of their interest.
Yup, as Wanderer alludes, the term "Rubenesque" exists for a reason.
PG likes 'em big, PG likes 'em small, PG likes them all.
If you let society condition you too much, you miss out on a lot of greatness.
It always surprises me when people try to use Science! or History! to support what is, after all, a personal and subjective choice. This is not like being gay or having brown hair or being tanner than your neighbors or something. It is not genetics. We all like different things and it is ok to like different things, and ok for others to not agree with you about what they like.
But we, as a species, tend to take it sooooo personally that we have to prove someone is Wrong for Liking A Thing.
It is very weird to me, though I sometimes muse maybe it goes back to the ol' tribalism vis a vis survival thing
/oblig
https://youtu.be/VMnjF1O4eH0?si=9fa1ZcEWW3BWa9sv [Queen]
The Venus of Willendorf and all of Peter Paul Rubens' nudes have entered the chat.
This is a trippy story: my first Mother's Day, I was miraculously pregnant and wanted a certain gift. I told HusbX, "I want a Venus of Willendorf. A pendant, on a silk cord or something like that. Silver, of course," my preferred metal. It had just popped into my head.
We toddled down the road to the little college town we now live in (moved here when BabbyX was a year old), and went in to look at the stuff in a shop that has beads, clothing, funny hippie stuff, etc. I say what I'm looking for, never thinking they'd actually have them.
They do. Owner points down into the glass case between us. My mouth drops open.
It's a Venus. Silver. On a black silk cord. An inch and a half, hollow but solid, hefty as She should be. There was only one. She was there, waiting just for me.
And most depictions in between
Egyptian hieroglyphs tended to depict more svelt people, but then, they were depicting rich people by and large, so different rules apply. And the dudes were just as svelt. Almost the same bodies minus the one boob sticking out.
But aside from that, most other drawings, figurines, cave paintings et al got an inch to pinch. Well rounded arms was an actual thing noted for as attractive on women. In china, having a fat wife meant you were rich so it was an ideal to aspire to.
Thin may be in, but fat is where it's at!
Now pass the gravy.
https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&opi=89978449&url=https://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DE1TCVxnvXnY&ved=2ahUKEwiFg6nnkIGJAxXoEFkFHaQXKioQwqsBegQIChAE&usg=AOvVaw1Qsa87TW2-ngHo0Rkmnp2M
The Lincoln Project "It Couldn't Happen Here":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Djwp6dIErYE&ab_channel=TheLincolnProject
and sometimes Democrats get stupidโฆ
Philly judge ejected from the bench after refusing to stop making โpoliticalโ Facebook posts
https://www.inquirer.com/news/philadelphia/mark-b-cohen-judge-facebook-posts-barred-20241008.html
The judge in question - Mark Cohen - has been a burr under the saddle of PA Democrats for a long time. He was in the PA House for 42 years, most likely because he couldn't remember how to leave the building.
๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ, ๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ [Cohen's 2016 Democratic Primary opponent, Jared] ๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, "๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ."
Observers were never sure if he suffered from dementia, or was just plain stupid. And from what I've been told, he really needed remedial lessons in basic hygiene. But he always seem to know how to suck up the per diem funds!
Thanks for that! ๐
Hurricanes are kinda freaky in their relative (short term) predictability. Only thing I can think of that has the same kinda โthis is exactly when bad shit startsโ oncoming doom quality is (some) military invasions. Not a lot of life threatening natural disasters you can put in your smartphone calendar. Winds arrive on the Florida coast at 2pm. It is unlikely they will be late because they have to stop for coffee or to use a bathroom or anything.
Trump and Vance and GOP are to blame for this shit. They are tring to get people killedโฆ
Man arrested for trespassing after causing a scene about undocumented immigrants at Central Bucks food drive, police say
https://www.inquirer.com/crime/nolan-holleden-trespassing-central-bucks-food-drive-20241008.html
> Nolan Hollenden repeatedly accused staff at Joseph Barclay Elementary School of "feeding all of these illegals" during a food giveaway for families in need, police said.
Who would Jesus feed?
Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it.
Angels, obviously
Also:
When a stranger sojourns with you in your land, you shall not do him wrong. You shall treat the stranger who sojourns with you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt
At a food drive.
He is accusing people of feeding people, at a food drive.
Bucks County Stupid must be a new kind of Stupid.
Getting ready for work. Things are a little tight now that we're in the October rush and the temps are gone. They kept a lot more people from the temps than they have been past rounds--15 visitor assistants and 5 guides--but we're still short. We're technically "fully staffed" but that is because 10 of those staff are brand new and still being trained and so it's going to be very tight til they get on the floor later in the month. Good news is I have a good chunk of the final week of said rush off for my birthday and then it'll be slow again after Nov4 (excluding holidays) until the start of March.
As one senior guide noted, we're full staffed so long as no one takes leave or haven forbid has to call out. Given we average 5-7 call-outs a day for varying reasons, including that it is sickness season, and yeah. It gets reeeeeeal tight at times.
Thankfully only crazy person yesterday was some rando First Amendment Auditor type filming everything. Had to let him stay since no rules were broken, but management and USCP told us not to engage and to alert them if he forced engagement and made us uncomfortable. Also that he'd been informed if he wanted a tour he couldn't film the whole thing (we do allow video, just not of the tour guide giving the tour. Some visitors, especially older ones, find it easier than taking pictures, so we let them do that).
I hate the stupid 1A auditors, mainly because they bother the staff. Luckily, our staff members are smart and most have a good sense of humor, but still. I always say to send them to me--they mainly care about "bigger fish" anyway. We don't pay well enough for people to have to waste their time being civil to assholes.
Might have been trying to case the joint.
Visitor Center is fully public. As long as he didnโt insist on film people who did not want to be filmed he was ok: