Charged with arson after setting her own apartment on fire last month is
Lori Natalie Sparks.
Help Me Understand This One
This doesn’t make any sense. Not one bit. Apparently, a 72-year-old man was assisted off a plane in a wheelchair, and then just left by the curb for 3 days. And it wasn’t just any curb, it was a curb where people come to get cabs, etc.
Ok, I can see where someone could get forgotten by busy staff. Hell, it happens to me all the time on buses, trains, anywhere where I say I need a little help finding a destination and they get distracted. But that’s when you get someone else’s attention. You don’t just sit there whistling a happy tune, thinking dumb-dee-dumb-dee-dumb, they’ll come for me. You get the idea that they’ve forgotten, and you stand up, wave, catch someone’s attention, anything.
Even if this guy couldn’t yell for help or signal for help, which would be pretty unlikely, wouldn’t cabbies, airport personell, somebody, notice he’d been sitting there an awfully long time? He’d start to look like a fixture of the landscape, except this one had soiled himself.
Now the family is saying he suffered a stroke because of his time in the sun, or something to that effect, and the airport staff are as confused as I am. Hopefully someone can make this make sense somehow.
As Long As You Don’t Teach Them To Kill, We’re Cool.
I always thought that teachers were supposed to be role-models. Even outside the classroom, their behaviour was somewhat scrutinized. But according to a court in Montreal, this is no longer the case. Apparently, a teacher can be a convicted killer since that has nothing to do with the subject he’s teaching, which in this case was electronics. So, he cannot be fired when they find this little tidbit that he did not disclose, and he must be rehired.
I know this teacher was teaching adult students, but it still seems odd that a court is forcing the board to bring this guy back. Will this extend to teachers of kids? Whatever happened to police checks? And when was murder something that entered into a lesson plan anyway? Well, there was that case of that teacher who got his drafting class to write an essay on who they would kill and why, but that was a weird story. In any case, isn’t it a comforting thought that convicted killers can teach now?
Is There Anything A Lawyer Won’t Touch?
This is one of those times when the story speaks for itself and I need to add nothing, so here’s a snip.
Embattled NFL quarterback Michael Vick, facing federal charges related to his alleged participation in dogfighting, has been hit with a “$63,000,000,000
billion dollar” lawsuit filed by a South Carolina inmate who alleges the Atlanta Falcons star stole his pit bulls and sold them on eBay to buy “missiles from Iran,” FOX News has learned.Jonathan Lee Riches filed the handwritten complaint over “theft and abuse of my animals” on July 23 in the U.S. District Court in Richmond
, Va.Riches alleges that Vick stole two white mixed pit bull dogs from his home in Holiday, Fla., and used them for dogfighting operations in Richmond, Va. The complaint goes on to allege that Vick sold the dogs on eBay and “used the proceeds to purchase missiles from the Iran government.”
The complaint also alleges that Vick would need those missiles because he pledged allegiance to Al Qaeda in February of this year.
“Michael Vick has to stop physically hurting my feelings and dashing my hopes,” Riches writes in the complaint.
Riches wants $63 billion dollars “backed by gold and silver “ delivered to the front gates to the Williamsburg Federal Correctional facility in South Carolina. Riches is an inmate at the facility serving out a wire fraud conviction.
Singin’ In The Uranium
Residents of a small town in the Okanagan Valley have been told not to worry their pretty little heads over the state of their local water supply, because according to Marty Willfong, the district’s general manager of development services, the unacceptably high levels of Uranium found in it
used to be safe until those dumbdumb poopoofaces at the government decided to change the standards 5 years ago,
so obviously those levels won’t actually hurt anybody now.
Unfortunately, nothing about whether or not this nitwit ever had anything to do with the water in Walkerton was mentioned in the original news article.
Pssst, Marty. come here for a second. No no, a little closer, I want to make sure you hear this really well. A few years ago it was acceptable to cover things in lead, asbestos was a fine building material, and drinking and driving wasn’t so much frowned upon as it was something that made you sorta cool in a way. None of those things are the case anymore, and in spite of what you might think, it’s not the fault of the standards as much as it is of the research that went into figuring out that these things were wrong and unsafe. Those pesky guidelines are just the resulting reaction.
And by the way, if those safety standards changed 5 years ago, you don’t have to figure out what to do “now”, you have to figure out what to do 5 years ago. Because if something happens to somebody as a result of your boneheaded attitude, it’s on your head, buddy boy.
Ready, Aim, Fire Hazard
Finally, there’s a good use for the
USB stress panic button
that you bought a couple of months ago. You can use it to calm your nerves or maybe even signal for help when you set fire to your home or office with your brand new
USB cented oil burner!
Seriously, does nobody bother to think anymore?
The Stupidity Parade Marches On
Somebody, for reasons that I hope involve severe mental retardation, has
paid more than $1500
for a piece of concrete with an oil stain on it that looks a little bit like the face of Jesus Christ.
Speaking of Jesus Christ, that’s exactly what I said to myself when I watched
this video
about a Chinese grocery store that has installed rail cars so passengers won’t have to walk while they shop. I’ve never shopped in China, but how stressful can a stroll through the frozen foods section really be? And who, aside from the folks who are building these things, is hoping that they catch on? Are we not lazy enough as it is, and aren’t we, at least according to the media, supposed to be battling an obesity epidemic or something? Now and then I wonder if we should require everyone to
look up the meaning of the word progress
at least once a year and reflect for a bit on the spirit of it.
A Fine? Just A Fine?
Ok Carin, I’ll see your
dumbass getting shot in the eye
and raise you
a guy who confessed to a murder that wasn’t actually a murder so that the cops would give him a ride home because he drank too much and ran out of money.
By the way, I’d love to know who all of you think is dumber, this guy or the police who decided to fine somebody who’s obviously pretty hard up for cash.
And on a small side note, I wish I had a nickel for every stupid news story I’ve seen that starts off with the words “A Romanian man.” Hell, I could probably own a couple of Romanias by now.
It’s All Fun and Games Until Someone Loses an Eye!
All I can manage to say when I look at this story is Hahahahahahahahahahah! Looks like someone needs to brush up on his skill with a weapon. This sounds like something out of the cartoons where the villains are incompetent baffoons and end up hurting each other instead of their intended victim. I especially keep picturing those mutants from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…oh boy, maybe I’ve said too much.
Flash Burn
Wow. Here’s a chain of events that totally sucks for our star of the show, Alex R. Perez and his brother. It’s stuff like this that makes me wonder if they were meant to get caught.
It all started when he flashed a gang sign at a car, but it was the wrong car, because it was full of undercover police from the gang unit. Wow. Talk about your total woops. They called marked cars over, and the police started to pat Perez down, and found some Xanax on him that he couldn’t explain. Woops! He didn’t have his ID on him, so he led them into the bedroom of his home, where they found a baggy filled with what looked like cocaine. Woooops, and you’re a moron. This prompted a full search of the house by narcotics officers, which turned up guns, massive amounts of drugs, and a whole lot of cash. That’s not an oops, that’s an oh shit. This prompted agents from the federal Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives and Immigration and Customs to become involved. Now, I think it translates to a you’re screwed moment. Now Perez and his brother are facing federal charges.
Holy crap. I don’t think this guy was meant to be a gang member much longer. And to think the root of this whole thing was flashing a gang sign.