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September 15 Crack Down On FreaksAt What Point Do We Start Infringing On The Rights Of The Few, To Save The Many?
At some point we need to start looking at some people as threats. Bottom line. Colombine was a massacre, and a very sad day, and in such tragedy, we could have learned something, but alas we didn't. 15 people dead at the hands of "The Trenchcoat Mafia". 8 days later, a similar attack in Taber AB. So schools talk about bullying, and acceptance. And alot of good it did. "Goths" want to be different, they intentionally try to look and act in a way that will get them noticed, and ostracized. So it is time we started noticing them, and policing them. It is opression of individuality, I will freely admit that, but if we were in a school, and a bunch of kids started wearing red and blue bandanas, or biker patches, we would opress them as well. Why is it that since these kids are introverted, and unassuming to we choose not look at them as a problem? They look to live in a dead emotionless world, and thrive on vampirism, and other such obsurdity. I am not saying all "Goths" are bad, and going to shoot up schools, but at some point we need to look at the goth's as a potential for mass violence. At least with the red and blue bandanas, or biker patches, they, for the most part, only aim kill other gang members. These "Trenchcoat Kids" specifically go after the innocent. "Jocks, Preppys, and Cool Kids" So, because I have athletic talent, that I work very hard at, or because I have a good fashion sense, and have good interpersonal skills, I could be at risk for getting shot by one of these freaks? {And dont look down upon me for calling them freaks, they call themselves freaks (VampireFreaks.com)} Sorry, I am not alright with that, if we see kids that are recluse, wear all black, wear trenchcoats, and talk about hating the whole world. Arrest them, and put them in Psychiatric Hospitals. "Oh but Dee, not all of them are going to go out and kill people" Granted, most of them would be happy to waste away thier lives hating every thing including themselves. That to me is fine. (Yes I am insensitive to these people, most of them from middle-upper middle class lives, whom whould never have to struggle a day in thier lives, if they weren't looking for a struggle to be in.) But it is when these people start calling themselves "The Angel Of Death", and have distain for the rest of the world, we should look a little closer. And I am sorry Mrs. Gill, but your son was NOT a "nice, good boy", he was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. He was a monster, and a lunatic. You, Mrs. Gill, could have seen this coming. He was a nice young man in high school, then started wearing all black, not talking to anybody, and hating the world.... GET A CLUE, WAKE UP, he is starting to stray form the "nice boy" into a monster that would kill a wounded girl on the ground, pleading for her life. I believe Mrs. Gill is as much responsible for the death of Anastasia DeSousa as Kimveer Gill himself. ALL the warning signs were there to show that there was going to be a problem. "But he is a nice boy", Enough!!, it makes me sick that any publication would even print those dilluted, delusional words uttered by Mrs. Gill's lips. You. Mrs. Gill, saw him change, and you, Mrs. Gill, sat back and did nothing, you should be put on trial, maybe not for murder, but at the very least criminal neglegence causing death. Because your neglegence wounded 20 people, and killed one. When we see these kids on the street, walking around, pissed off at the world, we should do something. We should lock them away until they are no longer a danger to themselves or others. How many more innocent people have to die befor we start looking at "Goths" as a serious threat? August 24 I SURVIVED VEGASWOW What a week.
So on the way out to vegas, I almost didnt get on the plane, they didnt like that I had had a few drinks. I got eventually.
We landed, and we passed out, woke up a little later, and partied it up again. It was very odd to me, beer there is cheaper than water.
As well you are allowed to drink in public, so we would wander around with a case each, and just enjoy the sights. MGM is amazing, Mandalay Bay was beautiful, and they let you get away with ALOT there. Sorry I am getting off track
Day 1 Woke up, went to Hooters Casino for some lunch. I love being able to eat a med-rare burger. Mmmm. Then we went to the gas station picked up a few boxes, and wandered around. We met up with a local named "K-9... Like the dogg". Great guy showed us all around, we ended up back at Mandalay Bay, where these guys were doing push-ups for money. The betting was too simple for me to pass up, so the bet started as 200 push-ups in one minute, I argued them down to 100 in 2 minutes, for $20... I had 40 seconds to spare. The dumb shit I do when intoxicated.
Day 2 Woke up, cooled off in the pool a bit, that got rid of my hang-over. We went to the food court in the hotel, had some little ceasars. I like the fact that you can get unsweetened iced tea there. Then I went out to a buffet a little later, and that was pretty much that night... Damn cousins already passed out.
Day 3 Started out at the pool, quite nice, relaxed for a bit. Wandered around, looked in a few shops, then we gambled a bit, and back to the gas station for a few brews. We got so drunk, and so lost, we were jumping fences to get back to Mandalay, we ended up in Hooters again, but it was closed so the security guard asked us to leave, he was very nice, so I invited him to try to out chug me with a beer. He was down with it, so down the beer went. I destroyed him, so a rematch ensued, he lost even worse that time, so he gave up, and showed us a quick way to the hotel. We jumped another fence, and met up with a really old security guard on a golf cart, and got him to give us a ride to the Mandalay Property line, and then we passed out.
Day 4 Started out at the pool yet again (Best way to get rid of a hang over) and then we wandered about the day, had me team dinner at Aureole (very nice place, everbody should go) and then at night was the Isagenix '70's party, That was a blast, and they free poured the booze. Amazing.
Day 5 Guess what? We went to the pool... It was a very nice pool. Then we went for a drink at the monte carlo, and we went to a terrible buffet in Excaliber. Just trash... Then Mike had a poker tournament in which he came in 6th. So when you see him laugh, should have played a little tighter. I played a little black jack, was up $55 then down $75, when I coloured out I was only down $20, wich really isnt bad considering it was vegas. Then we had a few pre-flight brews, passed out, and woke up back in good 'ol calgary.
There is alot of shit involved with my "wandering around" that I leave out because it incriminates my friends and I, so, sorry, but none of us want to go to jail.
Only thing that upsets me is that I never made it to the Bellagio. I have heard it is gorgeous.
August 11 I read this (Yeah I got alot of free time at work) And I liked it, so hereBertrand Russell:
August 08 Quote About Me Of The WeekAug 08 2006 Well you are very much an expert in the area of emotional self preservation. Chris Campbell
July 31 2006
A Day Without Dee Isn't A Real Day At All.
Chris Campbell July 23 Sun StrokeSo a few of us went down the river yesterday.
Wow that was fun, I never in my life have been that messed up.... And for those of you on here that know me, you know that that is quite an accomplishment.
So here is a little bit of the days events.
1) Chantal and I made an agreement of sorts, when we needed to re-fill out dwindling beer supply, and th Beer store has a not shirt, no serve policy, we agrred that if I was man enough to wear her bakini top into the store, she would be woman enough to wait in the raft topless. So there I am in a black and white bikini top, walking up 4St at around 4 O'Clock on a Saturday. Now we all know I had an ego befor, but wow. Now I am know I am the shizzle on the rizzle, Never have I ben whislted at that much....
Anyways, Ty and I finally get to the store, and I walk in. Now apparently the store has a no bikini top rule as well, because I was still not allowed to buy the beer that we all needed and my crew were depending on me for. Luckily I am a quick, "outside the box" thinker. So the bum that had asked me for change actually caught my attention, I traded him 2$ for the use of his shirt for 5 mins. (YES I WORE A BUMS SHIRT) Ewwww...... So after submerging in the river again and trying to feel a little cleaner. (It didnt work
Now I know Ty was drunk, high, and whatever, but come on man, you were THE WORST Cap'n ever. We were in more accidents then I had ever thought possible (Dont Drink and Raft Guys)
And our touch down point left much to be desired, seeing as it was a duck shit island, yes folks I wore a bums shirt, then chilled out on "Duck Shit Island"
I loved how on the way home, we all had these delusions of granduer "Yeah, this is just the start of the night, we are going out for sure, Cause we are tough" BullShit, we were all asleep by midnight, we are pussies.
But we will do it again here soon, I am sure. And you all are always invited, but I do warn you, It gets pretty sloppy.
Dee July 21 I Am Going To Go Off On A Little Rant HereOK... Seriously, when you message me, why can't anybody (excecpt a few... very few) come up with something even remotly intelligent to say, I mean fuck.
"You're Hot" Good One Thumbs Up To You!! Moron.
"You Should Post Nudes" Yeah really good girls.... Gee why dont I message you back you mindless morons, go to a bar, shake your ass, and be a good little skank, get off my dick...
And my personal favorite;
"A/S/L" you fucking cum gargling retard, it is in my profile right next to the pictures you have been double clicking your mouse to.... Can anybody fucking read anymore?!?!?!?!?
So the next time you look up profiles and see me, think before you type... this is fair warning that I will put you on blast right here in the blog, as much info about you as I can get, your inane comment and my take on your self-esteem, and mental capacity Yee HawWell I survived another Stampede (Barely, my dialisis machine is in the mail) I have pictures to post, but I dont know If I want to... Most of you have seen me at my worst, and I wonder if the rest of you need to. ;)
So 9 of 10 days were spent so drunk, that I could not believe that it was over in the end, and could not remember what we had done.
One day my cousin and I actually had to sit down for a good 5 minutes to figure out what the hell we did the night befor.
So *********EVERYBODY******** New plan, next year, we should boycot the Stampede, they have had the same lame ass rides since I was 5, and I dont need a cowboy hat to get drunk. Next year lets all go someplace so we can be the drunk annoying tourists... I say the states, anywhwere over there and give them a tase of thier own medicine (By being drunk assholes, not bombing countries for money.... Oh shit I said it)
Who is with me?????
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