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The gun is there to threaten the victim with death if they do not comply. Sometimes the crook happens to be carrying a gun.
Many times criminals who shoot someone during a robbery shoot because they are scared. The victim makes a quick unexpected move and the criminal panics and fires. That or the criminal did not expect someone to be at the place of robbery such as a home break-in where they thought the house was empty.
I was watching that show, First 48. They had an episode where a guy broke into the cab of a semi truck not expecting someone to be in there sleeping. They caught the suspect and he confessed. The truck driver woke up, yelled and the crook was startled and fired killing the driver. Another episode had a guy who was arguing with his friend in a car when he thought his friend was going to pull a gun on him and he preemptively shot him in defence. Turns out there was no gun, he was just paranoid (shoot first, a symptom of ghetto life where everyone might have a gun and will use it for little to no reason).
May I ask what was the cause of your stroke and what age were you? Strokes run in my family and my father suffered a severe one at age 46 which basically rendered him brain dead. He died in a nursing home 9 years later. His father suffered one around age 65 in the late 80's but like you regained most of his motor skill after a few years. So I am paranoid about strokes.
Two encounters I had with cops:
Driving down busy road (Northern Boulevard, around Astoria, Queens, NYC) and was pulled over on labor day. I shut the engine off, turned the interior lights on (it was night time) and prepared my information. Officer along with lieutenant (white shirt) come along side my vehicle, officer on drivers side and lieutenant on passenger side. I was with two people, none of us had a drop to drink.
Goes something like this (its been about 5 years so memory is a bit foggy)
Cop: License and registration
Me: here you go (hand him paperwork)
Cop: Where are you going?
Me: to the movies. Why am I being pulled over?
Cop: your headlights are off
Me: no they were on until I pulled over and I shut them off along with the engine.
Cop: (to lieutenant) you hear this guy?
Me: officer, I dont understand whats going on here.
Cop: (laughs to lieutenant) This guy had no clue whats going on.
(There was another insult and laughter but I forget what it was)
Cop: Ill be right back.
(cops brings my information to car, lieutenant waits by passenger side Passengers with me are saying WTF is going on here?)
(cop comes back after only 2 or 3 min)
Cop: Okay, you're all good. have a nice night. Both cops walk back to the cruiser.
Both assholes leave. At that point I still had no idea why i was pulled over, they never told me why.
I ask a friend who at the time was in the NYPD academy what the hell happened. His answer was a disturbing one: "The cop may have seen you make a suspicious move. He was either fucking with you in front of his lieutenant for brownie points and trying to get a rise out of you." WTF? Why would he do that? "So they have further cause of suspicion to search your vehicle, it is a holiday and people are drunk/high" All I was doing was driving in a straight line down a road.
Driving home late after work, maybe around 8/9PM. I back into my driveway and see a white car roll up in front of my driveway. Two white guys are in it staring me down hard, their facial expressions looked threatening. I keep my car running and just stare back with my phone ready to dial 911. Few seconds later they pull off but stop a few houses down. They begin to back up and at this point I am scared, in my mind I even thought maybe I should ram them or get out and run. I take my phone out and begin to dial 911 when they get out and I see badges hanging from their necks. I pause and the driver shines a flashlight at me.
Cop: sir please shut your engine off
Me: Are you guys cops or what? I am calling 911.
Cop: (hold up his badge) I am a police officer. Did you already dial 911?
Cop: Is this your house? do you live here?
(at this point I see the other cop has a gun in a holster at his side with his hand on it)
Me: Yes, I live here. Whats going on here?
Cop: Can I see your license, registration and insurance please
Me: Sure (i gather and hand them my paperwork while still sitting in my car in MY driveway)
Cop: hold on please
(both return to car and run my information.)
(one cop gets out with my stuff)
Cop:Looks like your insurance card is expired
Me: oh crap, I just got the new one last week and I haven't gotten around to getting it in my car. (the truth)
Cop: Okay then, make sure you do that tonight. Otherwise everything else is in order. Have a good night. (get sin car and drives off)
I again asked the same cop friend. Answer: "they are looking for someone and your vehicle may have matched the description". Oh good. I feel safer already. Why didn't they tell me that instead of a "have a good night" and driving off? Why couldn't they simply say "Sorry for the inconvenience. We are looking for a suspect and your car happened to match the description. Have a good night."?
So there. Two bizarre encounters in which I was never told why I was pulled over and the second time I was parked in my fucking driveway ready to go in my house. And the second encounter was terrifying during the first few moments. Who the hell are these guys? Do they think I am someone else? Are they looking to rob/beat/kill me? A lot of shit goes through your head. What if I was so scared that I made a run for it? Would they have shot at me thinking I was a possibly armed suspect? They even drove a plain white car, not a typical unmarked cruiser. NYPD likes to mix it up with odd makes and models, even yellow taxis and import cars.
A friend and I were also approached by two uniformed officers late one night, around 2AM. We were hanging out at his house, no drinking and I was ready to leave when I found my car boxed in completely (fuck parking in NYC). He came out to look and we were standing by my car chatting when a cop car comes up the street the wrong way. Two officers get out and ask us what we are doing. I show them my boxed in car and that I had the keys. They were cool and said they stopped us because there were a lot of auto thefts and break-ins in the area. They took our information as they called in their intended investigation and must fill out a report at the end of their shift. At least they were cool, up front and honest about their intent. They even joked a bit telling me "Good luck getting out. We don't want to come back to fill out any accident reports."
I don't trust cops, especially the NYPD (New York Paramilitary Department).
Its been said time and time again that ageism is tied to the belief that an older more experienced applicant will demand more money than a kid fresh out of grad school with a boatload of debt and no family. The younger engineer doesn't have a family and can work long hours without complaining about how he or she needs more time to spend with their family. I would also hazard a guess that there are older more experienced guys in silicon valley. But they are already in senior engineering positions, project leads or management and the younger, cheaper underlings do the brunt of the grunt work with the senior staff overseeing the development.
Its all about money.
Getting rid of concert performers also removes any chance of improv.
One of the best parts of a show is the final acts encore in which they may elect to play more songs or simply screw around and play covers. I recently went to a show and saw Alestorm (pirate themed metal band, yargh!) and their encore was more like the second half of their set. They played various songs, messed around as well as played a cover of In the Navy by the Village People. They were accompanied by Trollfest (a hilarious Norwegian folk metal band) who are a comedic bunch who would prank the other bands on stage. (side-note: a band called Gypsy Hawk also played, fucking amazing band, live set was like a studio recording).
I saw Nine Inch Nails not too long ago and the live set was phenomenal. Thing is, Trent Reznor records all the music himself, there are no full time band members and no session band. But when on tour he has a backing band comprised of select musicians that gives the music a unique sound compared to the solo recorded studio albums.
A single singer with prerecorded music playing in a live show would suck balls. Fuck any concert that is nothing but a recording with someone who may or may not be actually singing.
I feel your pain. I was diagnosed around 1991. Multiple tests involving psychologists, most finding I had a very high IQ (137+) but I had ADD. I was put on medication, Ritalin and then Dexedrine. My mother did not like the side effects and in order to avoid the side effects, I had to be drugged up all day long. the worse side effect was loss of appetite. My mother said to hell with that and took me off the medication and decided to dedicate a lot more of her time to helping me with my homework (along with my father) and well to be honest, do some of it for me. It helped and got my through grade school and high school but not without lots of summer school and help to prevent me from being left behind. I even lost my father the first month of high school which was a huge blow in life but thankfully the SPARK program in school had an amazing woman who helped me get through school (and life) by bargaining with my teachers to give me special assignments I could focus on to pass classes.
Of the few things I have learned over the years, hyperfocus and its addictive cycle is what has been crippling me. Its very detrimental and it's only recently, in my 30's, that I learned that I suffer from it. And how bad is hyper-focus overall? It takes over your thought and pushes things to the back burner. Important things like clean up, pay bills, remember appointments, basically the important small things in life. Hell it gets so bad, I hate to say this but screw it: I have actually wandered off in the middle of masturbating and 20 minutes later realize I am holding my flaccid dick in my hand. All of my friends know I have ADD and many time they have had to get my attention my shaking me or shouting my name. Your mind literally focuses so sharply on something that everything else is simply background noise that doesn't register. I even have problems processing sentences people speak to me as I am half in thought and half trying to pay attention to them. I have lost every girlfriend, the few I managed to hook up with, by forgetting dates, and important occasions. l lost one girl I was with for three years after she had enough of my shit. I forgot her birthday, I couldn't even remember the month. After that I couldn't stay in a relationship for more than a few months, I gave up and have been single for quite a while (I tried again last year but it didn't work out because of our work schedules, a bit of progress I suppose.). Hell, I have on a few occasions forgot my own birthday and received calls from friends asking "what are you doing tonight?" to which my reply was "why, what's going on tonight?" the reason isn't that I have a bad short term memory, its that those things aren't important, they get pushed aside in my head and forgotten.
It used to confuse me because I kept thinking to myself: "why the fuck can I come up with a good idea, lay out a blueprint but never even get around to "breaking ground"?" And I realized the hyperfocus mechanism in my brain created an addiction. The Hyperfocus addiction cycle that works like this: you get a "great idea" (for me, usually some electronics project) in your head and your mind runs away with it. I then spend hours/days/weeks researching, designing and then when it comes to the actual phase of implementing it - BOOM - brick wall. I can lay out a hardware/software project, even start laying out schematics, bits of code and even some PCB prototyping in CAD but almost never beyond that. You see its the research/design part that gets me so enthralled as it must trigger chemicals in my brain that causes euphoria. It makes me "high" so to speak. Its the challenge to solve a problem which gets me going. Its the "actual work" part that is the brick wall for me as it's no longer a "cheap thrill" and now becomes work. I have stayed up for hours, on work nights, causing me to suffer the next day. But I didn't care as long as the high was achieved. I knew I had to stop, kept telling myself "go to sleep, go to fucking sleep". But I couldn't stop. It wasn't until I was exhausted, delirious and almost passing out that I would go to bed. I was behaving like an addict, I couldn't stop myself as long as the rush of the thought process kept me going. Realizing what was happening to me was a WTF moment in life. If I followed through on even a few of probably hundreds of my ideas I could have made some serious cash. I had a lot of good ones.
But on the flip side, it can also help me viciously solve a problem. I got a job through a friend and when I get a new task such as fix this machine the challenge becomes my new obsession. I harness my addiction into something positive. It takes lots of discipline to keep me on track but I get better and better over time. This has led to me quickly becoming very important at work as I can troubleshoot and repair machines which are normally serviced by a technician who charges thousands and might not be able to come in for a few days while work piles up. I have learned to deal with it by creating a lot of alarms on my phone to remind me of tasks, even when to go to bed so I can stop myself. It is working and little by little am I starting to lead a more normal life. But I also have other problems, including social awkwardness. In large groups of people I get anxiety so if i do go out its usually with a small group or just one other friend. If I am in large group I am very quiet and I never have anything to talk about unless they share some interests, and then I go off on a tangent and probably look like an ass. I blame that on focusing so hard on my hobbies that I can't really talk about much else. I am not at all good with small talk. Those problems are also somewhat crippling but I am working hard to try and be more sociable.
In summary: ADD blows. It turns what could be a very productive life and turns it into a cycle of brain chemical addiction which essentially means you barely get anything done. I also feel very drained, and lacking energy. I get bursts every now and then but its not enough. So many things I want to do but I never get around to actually doing them. Time slips by and before you know it days, weeks, months and years have passed. I look at my life compared to my friends and they are all doing quite well, married, homeowners, have kids or kids on the way etc. But I dont let that stop me, I let it fuel my goal of fighting ADD and creating a regiment that will keep me on track and make me more productive.
-I just realized I have been writing this post for over two hours writing, revising and editing it, on my bosses dime. Hyperfocus at its finest. Fuck you ADD.
The infamous "Demon Core" - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demon_core
After those two accidents, hands-on criticality experiments were stopped and the demon core was put in a nuke and detonated for the Crossroads Able test. Yield was 23kt. The Demon Core weighed only 6.2kg or 14 lbs.
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My brother is in the closed beta and showed me the game at his place. It looked fun enough and the rounds are quick. And the quick rounds are what he likes as you need to use your strategy pretty quickly. He used to play magic in high school and then online when it was released. To him Hearthstone is a good balance between strategy and short play times.
Fun side note: In magic the gathering online he once used the cheezy squirrel deck to cream a player. It uses a combination of enchantments which compound damage to a dizzying amount. After he won we left the PC on to see how high the damage counter would go. Next day we found our answer: 65535. A 16bit unsigned int.
“For over 40 years we have assumed that DNA changes affecting the genetic code solely impact how proteins are made,” said Stamatoyannopoulos. “Now we know that this basic assumption about reading the human genome missed half of the picture. These new findings highlight that DNA is an incredibly powerful information storage device, which nature has fully exploited in unexpected ways.” The genetic code uses a 64-letter alphabet called codons. The UW team discovered that some codons, which they called duons, can have two meanings, one related to protein sequence and one related to gene control. These two meanings seem to have evolved in concert with each other. The gene control instructions appear to help stabilize certain beneficial features of proteins and how they are made. The discovery of duons has major implications for how scientists and physicians interpret a patient’s genome and will open new doors to the diagnosis and treatment of disease."
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Another dumb thought. Imagine if this law passes or makes it high enough in the courts and republi-neo-right-winger spin machine will have a field day.They will be yammering about how this law will allow people to marry chimps and how people will be marrying dogs and cats and how it all started with letting the gays get married. That will be a fun, yet sad thing to watch.
But those "non-people" were human beings who were discriminated against. Chimps are wild animals. Big difference.
During Sandy we needed a temporary backup generator at work. We have multiple electron beam welding machines, electric heat treating oven, laser welding machines etc. Our building service is 1200A 120/208 three phase which works out to roughly 432kW. We pull about half of the panel rated load, or 600 amps on average and close to 800 peak. A towed 500kW CAT genset was hooked up and had a 15 liter engine, same as a the average semi truck. Ran the whole building without breaking a sweat. So a semi truck can run a small factory.
1HP is roughly 746 electrical watts. the Nissan Leaf has a 110HP motor which uses ~80,000 watts at peak output. The average American home has a 100 or 200 amp 120/240 electrical service. 240V * 200A = 48,000 Watts, which isn't used constantly but with enough creature comforts, consumption can run pretty high (AC, electronics, lights, appliances, pool filters etc.). So when you put your foot down in the Leaf, you are pulling 2x - 3x+ more current than a household can provide. Gives you some perspective.