Chiefs fan since the ’90s. Raconteur, troublemaker and general loudmouth who makes adhering to Rule 9 a way of life. AG’s resident Fool on the Hill.
My mind can be changed, but only by proper application of facts and reason. (Hint: If you are internet-arguing, it won’t happen.)
I can be reached by adding (at)Yahoo.com to the end of my screen name. That includes if you want me to edit your fanpost, and I’ll treat it just like any other piece from the regular writers that “crosses my desk”.
I know I hold some unpopular opinions, but here’s the thing, I’m beyond caring about being hated on for them. Especially the symbolic stuff, like clicks and sound bites. As it says in my bio, it takes facts and reason to change my mind, and there aren’t enough blurbs in the world for that to substitute, and for those who consider their blurbs to be sufficient, there’s nothing that can change their minds.
There are more bad laws on the books than I can shake a stick at, so getting all het up about the latest one before it’s undergone any serious court challenges doesn’t interest me much. Especially considering that both members of the political Duopoly pass them, but the criticism only comes from the other side.
If you really want to get my attention, start criticizing the misdeeds of the Party you favor. I’m not holding my breath, though.
Nailed it, which is why I don’t identify as such. That said, I vote that way whenever I have a chance. If we’re ever going to break out of this toxic cycle, we’re going to have to get free of the current Duopoly, it’s going to take at least one more Party in play. I saw an item on Reason today that said that according to Gallup, the largest segment of voters self-identify as Independents, at 40%.
Yes, that’s not just a news blurb, but a poll and statistics, as well. And yep, all three are caution zones, but here’s the thing: I’m not making an issue out of it, just noting which way the wind is blowing, according to traditional measures. Making note of Mahomes’ completion percentage and passer rating is about the equivalent, since knowing both, but only that, won’t tell you a thing about the final score.
I remember listening to Harry Brown in ’96 and thinking “This man has his shit together; I could get behind this”. Alas, everything seems to have gotten hijacked since I came on board
It all depends on whether or not you’re going to base an argument on them. Perhaps a personal story can illustrate what I mean. Firstly, Mrs BRAG is fat. She was when I met her for the first time, twice, and I married her anyway. That matters here because with our second kid, she developed gestational diabetes, and her OB/GYN was in a clinic where she had to have appointments with other members, since on-call duty rotated.
Then came the appointment I attended, with Dr Asshole. It was routine, up to a point. Then he came to the topic of Down’s Syndrome, and things got odd. He kept bringing up the fact that maternal obesity DOUBLED the chance of such an outcome, and the urgency of getting an amnio done to check, considering her term was well along. 1/?
That got my attention, so after what seemed the umpteenth time, I broke in, and asked just what the normal risk of Down’s was. He didn’t want to answer, but reluctantly gave a figure of a fraction of a percent. That was it for me, and with that discussion off the table, things suddenly proceeded quickly, without any scheduled procedure.
She was a wreck by the time I got her into the car, but once I got her mostly calmed down, I managed to get her to put her nurse cap on, and consider the probability of a lethal complication from such a procedure, and in her estimation, it was higher. Then we discussed the possibility of abortion, since that was Dr A’s fetish, and we agreed we wouldn’t go there, especially as the odds overwhelmingly favored a normal outcome. He based his purported outcome on some very shaky reasoning, and his emotion-driven message was the substance for his little eugenics fetish. Bah, screw him, our baby is now a fine young man.
I know I hold some unpopular opinions, but here’s the thing, I’m beyond caring about being hated on for them. Especially the symbolic stuff, like clicks and sound bites. As it says in my bio, it takes facts and reason to change my mind, and there aren’t enough blurbs in the world for that to substitute, and for those who consider their blurbs to be sufficient, there’s nothing that can change their minds.
There are more bad laws on the books than I can shake a stick at, so getting all het up about the latest one before it’s undergone any serious court challenges doesn’t interest me much. Especially considering that both members of the political Duopoly pass them, but the criticism only comes from the other side.
If you really want to get my attention, start criticizing the misdeeds of the Party you favor. I’m not holding my breath, though.
I’m a registered Libertarian. Unfortunately, my party is full of bat-shit crazy, nut jobs…how’s that?
Nailed it, which is why I don’t identify as such. That said, I vote that way whenever I have a chance. If we’re ever going to break out of this toxic cycle, we’re going to have to get free of the current Duopoly, it’s going to take at least one more Party in play. I saw an item on Reason today that said that according to Gallup, the largest segment of voters self-identify as Independents, at 40%.
Yes, that’s not just a news blurb, but a poll and statistics, as well. And yep, all three are caution zones, but here’s the thing: I’m not making an issue out of it, just noting which way the wind is blowing, according to traditional measures. Making note of Mahomes’ completion percentage and passer rating is about the equivalent, since knowing both, but only that, won’t tell you a thing about the final score.
I remember listening to Harry Brown in ’96 and thinking “This man has his shit together; I could get behind this”. Alas, everything seems to have gotten hijacked since I came on board
I’m off to work. Have a good one, BRAG.
It all depends on whether or not you’re going to base an argument on them. Perhaps a personal story can illustrate what I mean. Firstly, Mrs BRAG is fat. She was when I met her for the first time, twice, and I married her anyway. That matters here because with our second kid, she developed gestational diabetes, and her OB/GYN was in a clinic where she had to have appointments with other members, since on-call duty rotated.
Then came the appointment I attended, with Dr Asshole. It was routine, up to a point. Then he came to the topic of Down’s Syndrome, and things got odd. He kept bringing up the fact that maternal obesity DOUBLED the chance of such an outcome, and the urgency of getting an amnio done to check, considering her term was well along. 1/?
That got my attention, so after what seemed the umpteenth time, I broke in, and asked just what the normal risk of Down’s was. He didn’t want to answer, but reluctantly gave a figure of a fraction of a percent. That was it for me, and with that discussion off the table, things suddenly proceeded quickly, without any scheduled procedure.
She was a wreck by the time I got her into the car, but once I got her mostly calmed down, I managed to get her to put her nurse cap on, and consider the probability of a lethal complication from such a procedure, and in her estimation, it was higher. Then we discussed the possibility of abortion, since that was Dr A’s fetish, and we agreed we wouldn’t go there, especially as the odds overwhelmingly favored a normal outcome. He based his purported outcome on some very shaky reasoning, and his emotion-driven message was the substance for his little eugenics fetish. Bah, screw him, our baby is now a fine young man.