Oh, wait, it's Dirty Diaper Don and Pewtin getting together to carve up Ukraine, with, as with the case with Poland, their having no say in it. History is rhyming HARD these days.
In other news, children (and adults, presumably) who need medications like SSRI's for anxiety / depression are to be put into concentration camps to labor growing organic crops, to help with their concentration, geddit? And children with diabetes, turns out it's all in their minds, and bad parenting.
I'm really glad I'm old enough to have missed out on that, but I'd likely have been prescribed them. A lot of people - adults - on Reddit say they're really screwed without these medications and well, if you've got diabetes, a labor camp isn't going to cure you. You'll just be very sick or in the case of type 1, just die. Which is no doubt the actual aim. Kill off the "weak".
I got my practice in last night which is good, and got 20 things ready to list on Ebay today. I also packed 15 things to ship. I got those things sent off, found packing stuff on my way back, and got cleaned up to leave for the class tonight.
I ended up having about 45 minutes to study so at least I did the reading assignment, and I was not behind on the Hebrew so that's good. The class was interesting as always.
On my ride home, I was on 4th street and at one intersection, I had an interesting thing happen. A young maybe 20s gal, actually pretty attractive, got on her bike and started to cross right in front of where I was going. If I were not prepared to slow way the hell down, I'm sure I'd have hit her. I had my lights on so I'd have been visible from quite a distance off. Time to plan.
So I slowed way the hell down, and the gal crossed in front of me closely enough for me to smell the stale cigarettes and cheap booze on her breath. I looked over to the sidewalk where 3-4 of her scumbag friends were hanging out. I'm pretty sure of what their plan was.
In the universe of scumbags, anyone running lights on their bike is a "square" or a "tool", the kind of person who has a job. The enemy; someone to be taken advantage of. The idea was for me to hit the gal, then they'd all mob me. If I were lucky I'd get away with my life and maybe I'd not be lucky.
But instead, I glanced over at the scumbags, and unlike a "tool", I kept rolling however slowly to get past, then sped up again and rode on. I checked at the next corner, where I had to turn anyway, and made sure none of 'em were following me.
If I'd been a real "tool" I might have stopped, said out of concern that they need to be careful, etc. I doubt there would even be an obituary. And people think Israel is dangerous?
I got a good practice session in, comparing all three of my horns. Conclusion: The Yamaha student trumpet is the worst of the three. It just doesn't have as good a sound. The Connstellation has a good sound and a "big" sound. The Getzen is the best of all three which is to be expected. Also the trumpet feels strange after playing the cornet for a while, and I might just be a cornet player. The Connstellation needs new corks or felts or something, and so I need to start looking again to find out which overhaul kit fits it and get one. It will cost $30 or so.
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