Down the Rabbithole of Political Correctness: The One Thing You Can't Call Girls at a Girls' Academy.
DaddyCatALSO: At least she won't tip over.
Werewolf123: Finish your thought. What "that auto"? I've tried a number of news links and all they report is that it was an SUV. And he had gotten out of it and was behind it and it rolled backwards and pinned him against a gate or something. It must have slipped out of park into neutral? Bizarre.
R.I.P. Anton Yelchin. Yelchin played Checkov in a "Star Trek" movie. He's also played Odd Thomas (a Dean Koontz character.)
I haven't encountered this myself as yet, but there's a Scam going around where people call on the phone and say they're from the IRS and sound sufficiently threatening that people give up all kinds of personal information, etc. According to the article I read the IRS won't ever call you before first sending you a letter.
I finished watching Season Three of "Orange is the New Black" and although I like some of the characters, the series has further degenerated into abject grossness. We part company.
March 2004, A street in San Bernardino
The butcher shop proprietor sometimes stayed at his shop after hours for the
sake of certain special needs clients. One of them was leaving now.
It was night, and fairly warm, but she was wearing sunglasses, a red head
scarf, and a white-khaki trench coat. If you had been able to see her features,
you would have seen a remarkably attractive, deceptively fragile -looking
white-blond woman, looking 18 but in some strange way, obviously older. Her
cheeks were round and polished, lips full, jaw perfectly rounded. Her figure,
had it been visible, would have appeared that of a woman well and fully grown
but still retaining some baby fat. the wind pressed the tail of her scarf
against her neck.
Normally, the two affectionate couples walking toward her would have caused
her little reaction except a momentary flash of envy. However, her predator's
ears and nose picked up the trace of others behind her, even before her
paranormal seventh sense would.
The woman set down the canvas tote containing her special purchases and
pretended to be window-shopping at an antique store. both hands went into the
pockets of her coat as she hoped no one looked too closely at the window she was
She thought, "I've only done this with one at a time before. I'm not a
trained fighter and I was never brave. And how soon before they know about me,
come looking for me ? But what about my promise ?"
By now the four vampires had deployed themselves around the two couples. The
woman stole a glance over her left shoulder just as the vamps put on their
attack faces. The humans screamed as the woman's hand tightened about the rubber
handle of the wooden-bladed knife in her coat pocket.
Suddenly, a whirlwind of chocolate-brown leather erupted from the shadowy
street, fists and feet turning the four attackers into unwilling defenders. The
dark-clad woman had wavy shoulder-length brown hair which snapped about as she
whirled and struck.
The first woman grabbed one of the group of daters by the shoulder and
shouted, "You four ! Get out of here now while you can !" Then she stepped back
against the shop window once more to watch.
The attacking woman was almost a blur as she battled on all sides, unable to
go from raining blows to a more effective attack. But, in a blink, her right
fist was filled with a wooden stake, and one vampire was dust.
The three others moved in closer and forced the second woman to the ground,
but she kicked free and staked a second vamp on the backswing.
The smaller of the two remaining fiends brought his left hand out of a pocket
and thrust it at her, a reddish cloud spraying toward the woman, who yelped and
jumped back involuntarily. The larger vampire reached to grab her from behind,
while the smaller drew a switchblade, crowing "Some of us aren't too proud to
use weapons, Slayer !"
The first woman seized her chance. just as the larger vamp got his hands on
the second woman's upper arms, he exploded into dust as the first woman drove
her knife between his shoulders.. Meanwhile, even half-blind and in pain, the
leather-bound beauty blocked the last vampire's knife strike, wrist to wrist,
and staked him.
The white-clad woman opened her tote, exposing her purchases, among them some
quart bottles of spring water, and tossed one to her co-belligerent of a second
before, saying "Here, I once pepper-sprayed myself accidentally. Help yourself."
Saying nothing at first, the recipient caught and opened the bottle, squeezed
a long splash of it over her face, then drank a deep pull.
"Thanking a vamp kinda sticks in my throat, whether for a water bottle or
helping me in a fight, but I am thinking it."
"You're welcome, Faith."
"Okay, and you are . . ."
"Do you really need my name ? Go ahead, send me to hell if you want, I can't
fight a Slayer and I'm sick of hiding out."
"My job is to protect people who need it, not to bring anybody what's coming
to them. A vamp who saves my life and buys blood in bottles doesn't exactly put
me in a killing frenzy. I'm curious; i'd like to find out more, starting with a
"Let's just call me Harmony."
Faith began laughing. Vampires can't really blush, but Harmony tried. she
said, "Same old story. Nobody takes me seriously. They never did when in was
alive, and they don't now that I'm an undead."
"Sorry, Harmony, but I was just studying some stuff my Watcher had on you.
Buffy and Angel have told the Council some stories about you, believe me."
"I can imagine. Buffy's made me. . . well, I don't understand," she said,
raising her voice, "I've killed I forget how many people, but you all laugh at
me. Isn't killing people serious ?"
Faith sobered. "It's totally serious , Harmony. But, let's face it, you're
wicked inept. And as a hunter, I deal with killers everyday. We can't spend too
much time thinking about the victims; we have to focus on the bad guys. That
goes for all of us, me, Buffy, Angel, Cutter. . ."
"Don't mention Cutter to me !"
"Hit a nerve, did I ?"
"That old *******. He once told Buffy and me that if his twin daughters had
lived to grow up, they would have looked a lot like us. I don't know which one
of us was madder. Look, are gonna stake me, or can I go home and have some
"Mind if I tag along ? I wanna get the 411 on your apparent reform, or
whatever this is."
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Harmony's digs were actually a halfway decent third-floor efficiency, which
Faith remarked on.
"Nice. Not a typical vamp dump. How do you afford it ?"
"I do a little guard work and some telemarketing. Besides, my expenses are
low, I've learned to live with outdated clothes. My folks always got me designer
brands that hold up well." She put her blood, juice, and water into the
refrigerator, took out a nearly-empty jar of blood, and said, "Want a drink ? I
got lots to choose from."
"Nah, I'll stick with water," said Faith, as Harmony poured a jigger of
cherry vodka, one of Chambord, and one of 150-proof rum into a tumbler, then
filled the rest with the pig blood from the container.
Faith said, "Too much of that won't help whatever you're taking it for, you
"Yeah, I don't usually do this, but I've had a hard day."
"What, insomnia ?" Faith observed drily.
"Meow. Nah, Magnificent Obsession was playing on AMC when I woke up. I envied
Rock Hudson for having such an easy road back."
"And for you, Harmony, that would be back to where ?"
White Wings: Trump likes Unpredictability in certain circumstances. It drives me (and Trump) crazy the way Obama loves to call a press conference to announce he's fulfilling one of his campaign promises. I'm sure he can't wait till he can announce the closing of Guantanamo. But consider how CRAZY it is to announce all your troop reductions in advance and the dates you will pull out of certain areas. He did this often in Iraq. What the enemies of the U.S. (and Iraq) do is to harbor their resources (because why should they risk losing troops when Obama will reduce his opposition for them.) So they just sat back on their haunches and waited until their opposition was reduced and/or eliminated FOR them. They probably went on vacation until Obama had pulled out the troops, and THEN, since they had no opposition, they raided and took over. Obama was in such a hurry to announce (for domestic consumption) his (he portrayed his announcement as some kind of heroic act) withdrawal that he left all the Hummers and Tanks and military vehicles and weaponry there available to be used by ISIS. The thing he SHOULD have been doing is acting like he'd be there forever (to demoralize the opposition, who might in time be convinced to try to lay down their arms and join productive efforts.) If you're going to reduce troops, you keep it quiet and sneak them out, which forces the opposition to continue trying to beat you and suffer their losses (rather than waiting for an "all clear" to march back in unopposed.) If you're going to pull out entirely, you shouldn't, unless you want to welcome your opponents to overrun the population. Obama did not want to be in Iraq, so he did not bother re-negotiating with Iraqi politicians a new "status of forces agreement." The hang-up was the immunity provision for U.S. troops doing their jobs in Iraq. But Obama was so happy to have an excuse to quit, that he did not bother to try to re-negotiate the SOF agreement. Trump would never announce that he was going to leave an ally defenseless.
DaddyCatALSO: Well, you picked 2001 because before then Republicans represented stability (certainly financial.) After 9/11 who made excuses for the Muslims and questioned what WE DID to bring this down upon ourselves? The Progressives became the defenders of Islam. Bush went into Afghanistan and bombed the jihad camps of Bin Laden. The Left opposed this. Bush further went into Iraq. Again Democrats opposed it. Democrats whined and carped at the Iraq war, time after time, didn't want to win, and Bush suffered setbacks, but finally he got his surge and turned the tide and had them on the run. Obama gave it back. Gave it back. Put our allies among the Iraqis at risk. ISIS went after them. Currently the Lefties are working to settle Muslims into this country, oblivious of the declared aims of the Muslim Brotherhood. Putting us all at risk. Anything for votes.