Good evening DanTran:
DanTran wrote:Refuse suspension, get locked up in a closet over night, and have the authorities haul me off to the state detention facility!
Fat Man, I love ya, but this seems highly improbable. Do you have any proof of this type of treatment on the part of your school?
I only have my memories of what was said to me in the principals office, and don't have any documented proof. Only my memories.
I remember begging, please don't lock me up in the closet! I'll go home and never come back since I'm not allowed in this school anymore.
Yes, I remember it all topo well.
But things are getting worse in our schools.
Recently a little girl in school had a temper tantrum. The police was called, and she was hauled away in handcuffs.
Another kid got arrested just for belching in the classroom. He was tazered and arrested.
This actually happened.
In fact, I have been signing petitions online against this sort of thing.
Now, on to other matters . . . . .
In response to
Brigooooooooooooonnnnn!!!
Hey! If Zimmerman had listened to the people at 911, when they told him NOT to follow the suspect, and let a cop handle it, if he had followed their advice, none of this would be happening, and we wouldn't be having this discussion right now!
Actually, I prefer not having any discussion with you! But, let us continue anyway . . . . .
So, what part of
"DO NOT FOLLOW THE SUSPECT" do you not understand?
OK, if I were out walking alone at night, and I saw someone following me, stalking me, I would want to know why, and maybe I would confront that person myself, and tried to punch his lights out.
So, if Zimmerman got the crap beat out of him by Trayvon, then Zimmerman deserved it!
Trayvon should have punched his lights out, then while Zimmerman laid there unconscious, Trayvon could have walked safely home and he'd still be alive today.
And of course, when Zimmerman regained consciousness again, he would have staggered back to his car, and drove home.
Of course, he would have lost face with his redneck buddies back at the bar and would have been made fun of for allowing a black kid to get the best of him.
So, to make himself out a hero among his trailer trash buddies, he shot and killed Trayvon, to make himself look good!
Yes, I'm sure that a fight did ensue between Trayvon and Zimmerman, but Trayvon only had his fists, not knowing that Zimmerman had a gun, until it was too late.
Now, how far can you throw your fists?
I would assume, no further than arm's length. Right?
A bullet can go a country mile!
Zimmerman claims self-defense.
Sorry, but a gun against fists, to me, that is not self-defense! It's cowardice!
Hey! I've been in a few fist fights myself, and to be honest, I've lost more fights than I had won.
In the small town where I lived up in Minnesota as a kid, we use to get into fist fights lots of times.
So, I've had my share of black eyes and bloody noses, and I've even given a few black eyes and bloody noses while defending myself.
Then, when the fight was over, we'd go our separate ways.
So, even when I had lost a fight against some neighborhood bully, I never though of getting a gun and going after him.
Even though I was a nerd and didn't like sports, and was often bullied around, I was not a sissy, I would fight back, and if it happened on the school grounds, I would get punished while the bully who started the fight would get off Scott-free, and was never held accountable.
Even if I lost the fight, I was not a cry-baby about it.
When I'd come home, my mother would ask what happen, and, to quote a phrase that my stepfather once said when he came home drunk with a black eye, "The sidewalk flew up and hit me"!
My mother would say, that a black eye, or a bloody nose was a badge of honor, because, even it I had lost the fight, at least I had the guts to stand up to the bully, win or lose.
And even when I got into trouble in school because I had defended myself against a bully, my mother was still proud because I had the guts to fight back, even it I had lost the fight and got suspended for a couple of days, she was still proud because I stood up for myself.
Then, she would call the school, and demand that I be allowed back in, because I had not started the fight, but was only defending myself.
My mother would say, "Yeah, my son is a nerd and a geek, but he's not a sissy!"
So, Zimmerman is a cry-baby coward who pulled out a gun on an UN-ARMED kid, because he was losing in a fistfight! Aw! Boo hoo! Poor baby!
As for the photo of the back of Zimmerman's head, I HAVE HAD WORSE HAPPEN TO ME!
When my 5th grade teacher bashed my head against the corner of a concrete block walk, in and argument over an Astronomy book that he would not allow me to check out from the school library (as I had mentioned so many times before) I was 11 years old at the time, and from that day on, and during my teenage years, I would get these headaches and dizzy spells. I could not lay down on my back, because the room would start rocking from side to side, and I would get up, shake my head a little, and the dizzy spell went away.
I also had frequent headaches during my teenage years. Yeah! Alka Seltzer on the rocks became one of my favorite drinks when I was a teenager. (On the rocks, means, with some ice cubes in it, in case you're too fucking stupid to figure it out!)
Yeah! Uh huh! This was my favorite drink when I came home from school, and through out my teenage years. I would put a slice of lemon in it. Yeah! I had come to LOVE Alka Seltzer! I was practically addicted to it!!!
Now, Canada Dry Seltzer is my favorite drink on hot summer days. I like either Lemon Lime or Mandarin Orange.
Eventually . . . . . during my teenage years, the dizzy spells and headaches became less frequent, and when I was in my 20s I didn't have the dizzy spells and headaches anymore.
So, I switched over to Canada Dry Seltzer instead. I love it! It's the only zero calorie drink I like, that, and coffee, black.
Imagine, my getting my head bashed against a brick wall, in an argument over a book!
Anyway . . . . .
When I had been in fist fights, I didn't run home crying to Mommy. No, I would just simply come into the door, pissed off as all Hell, but not crying like a baby about it.
She would take care of me, put an ice pack on my black eye, and she would still comfort me, saying I was brave for standing up for myself. My mother would be the one crying instead.
As I have said before, the back of Zimmerman's head in the pity-pot photo you had posted above, I have had even worse than that done to me!
So, Zimmerman got exactly what he deserves!
He should have taken the advice from 911, and not follow Trayvon. He was told NOT to follow the suspect, but he got out of his car anyway.
He's just a retarded little Kindergartener who wanted to play cowboy! Like, bang bang you're dead!
Aw! Poor Baby Zim Zim! Trayvon punched him with his fists! So, Baby Zim Zim got out his little bang bang! Oh! How cute!
Oh! But then, Baby Zim Zim eventually had to go jail jail and post bail bail!
Yeah! Like, I guess I'm suppose to feel sorry for Baby Zim Zim when I see that photo of the back of his head! Eh? Is that it?
Sorry, Bubbah! But, no dice!
None of you rabid sports fans ever showed any sympathy toward me, every time I had mentioned that I got my head bashed against a brick wall by an adult in and argument over an Astronomy book I wasn't allowed to read, when I was only in the 5th grade.
No, instead, I get called a disgrace to humanity because I'm fat, and I'm not good at sports!
But, Oh!!!
You feel sorry for a COWARD WHO SHOT AND KILLED AN UN-ARMED BLACK KID!
Well . . . . . FUCK YOU
brigoon!!! You're just another sanctimonious scum-bag piece of dog shit!
GO CRAWL INTO A SEWER, EAT SHIT, AND DIE!!!
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Roger Wilco over and out!!!