TheDoozer

Now do it with average households with college degrees, since that's a more reasonable comparison.

The corruption of those courtesy cards. For which he got retaliated against. And that he brought a lawsuit over, which brings the corruption to light.

I'd say that's fighting corruption from the inside.

I'll second a sleep study. I've used a CPAP for 15 years, and after a few weeks I couldn't sleep without it.

I try to describe the difference to people by referencing the matrix. You know the weird, green-tinged, fake quality of the world prior to Neo waking up in his little pod? And then on the ship everything was just more real? That's what the transition was like after a week of CPAP. I realized it wasn't a normal thing to start nodding off at long stop lights, or have my mind uncontrollably drift away even during one-on-one, face-to-face conversations.

I should say, though, I'm a moderate-to-severe case, and when I asked about surgery, the sleep doctor looked at me and said, "maxillo-mandibular advancement (shatter jaw and move it forward), septoplasty (nose surgery for deviated septum), and tonsillectomy. So surgeries." Probably will do that, while I'm still in the military, but that I'm willing to suffer all that should tell you how not-fun CPAP is. But it's considerably better than nothing.

And as it relates to this article, when I was initially trying nasal pillows (cpap mask that just attaches to the nostrils), my mouth kept being forced open, even with a strap holding my jaw closed. My sleep doctor suggested taping my mouth shut, and that was a hard no from me. With the deviated septum, I only ever have one nostril open, and if I got a cold, I'd rather not wake up unable to breathe from ANY opening until I could get the tape off.

Does anybody know what this said?! I'm having the same problem!

Edit: nevermind, I figured it out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is that distracting you?"

I think you're missing the point. Bringing in difficult to obtain weapons as part of the conversation muddies the conversation about controlling the currently ubiquitous weapons being used.

As an analogy, let's say someone blows something up and hurts people, using dynamite or homemade explosive using gun powder:

"Anyone who has access to the dynamite and RPGs and C-4 should be held responsible for what's done with it!"

"Wait, there was an RPG or C4? I'm pretty sure outside the military it's pretty difficult to get ahold of either of those. They're already heavily regulated."

"What difference does it make? They're explosives used to blow things up and kill people."

"Right, but, again, those are heavily regulated, while what happened was with dynamite, which is not."

"OH! So it's OKAY since the dynamite is not as regulated!"

"No, it's just a different conversation about RPGs and C4."

"Only if you have an agenda!"

Vs.

"Anyone who purchases dynamite should be responsible for what happens to it, unless they can show they've properly secured it and didn't give access to it to someone they shouldn't."

"Agreed, dynamite and gunpowder explosives are common and not as regulated as they should be."

"God makes an exception for you and your group, specifically."

Also, telling a depressed person their answer is to exercise is like telling a homeless person that they just need to get a job. The not having a home prevents the getting a job. If they had the ability to find a job, they wouldn't be homeless (except obviously the people who don't make enough from their job to support themselves, but that's a whole different issue that shouldn't exist).

So even if someone does have the time, getting the depression under control may be necessary before the exercise seems like a reasonable possibility.

What do you mean? That's just Mrs. Crawley with Mr. Crowley, the strange man who is friends with the bookshop owner. Weird seeing him without his sunglasses though.

My parents were wonderful, so I have no real complaints, but my father had a weird quirk. Tools, equipment, whatever that he had interest and purchased himself were "his." I mean, obviously, but he would use the possessive when referring to those things.

"You have to prime my lawnmower first before you try to start it." "Go and get my ladder." Never the ladder, always my ladder. I never questioned it (because I didn't care), but when I was a teenager I started noticing it and it was odd. Like he was establishing that the lawn mower or the ladder or whatever didn't belong to the household, they were his. And nothing seemed to get him worked up more than a neighbor borrowing something and taking more than a day or so to return it.

I thought it was good! It kept moving forward, wasn't super predictable, and kept things relatively light-hearted... until they didn't.

Finished MSQ. Cried.