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The thread about Democrats and Joe Kennedy III require that I post the following: I get more distant from both parties as I edge closer to exiting political discussions all together. It's just getting retarded on the division between us. The Republicans blame Obama; Dems blame Trump. We're all to blame. And Trey Gowdy is done. I can't say that I blame him for wanting to go back to SC and watch cheesy Hallmark movies with his wife (at least till he finds a Prosecutor's gig). Quite frankly, attacking a man's drool and suggesting he need a CT scan has become more important than the substance of his speech. On that note, I really would have expected more substance from a Kennedy. I turned to SkyRavn and said, "I was looking forward to his speech and now; Joe's using a lot of words, but not saying anything." IMO, this has to be one of the best "articles" I've read on the future of social media shaping our society. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

You think they might need an attorney at this point? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Ha! I don't know and I don't care. Probably some rigger will jump in and say it's against some rule unless a Master Rigger does it. But is is a very common practice. Use common sense and if you are not sure it's compatible ask someone who knows. Sorry, your profile says you have a Rigger's ticket, so I "assumed." Anyway, I did get a PM saying that its not against the rules. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Probably. But what size would you order? If you want to do that you should find someone with a similar canopy to yours in a Vector and see how it fits. You can do this without disconnecting anything. But the Mirage definitely has a different shape from a Vector. You should also be aware that UPT changed the design of their stowless back recently. If you order one you might not get what you think you will get. I have a question for your Rigger's hat... Can anyone put a different bag in a manufacturer's container without violating some manufacturer or master rigger type rule? Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

About the only help I can be is to use the DZ locator to help you throw a rock at some places. http://www.dropzone.com/cgi-bin/dropzone/search_new.cgi?query=moscow Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

So you plan on losing 50 lbs in less than a month? I saw that tried a couple of times. They both wound up in the hospital with multiple and varying types of hypos. You may want to re-think this part of your game plan. The only tried and true method of losing weight is less calories in than calories going out. 50 lbs in a month is extreme. As soon as you’re body discovers the intake has been cut off, your metabolism will slow way down. Find a big old jump suit from the eighties, that’s what I did, it slowed my fat ass right down. There is really a much better way to slow down in an RW Suit with tight booties using the Mantis position than the baggy suits of old and "hugging the ball." Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

So you plan on losing 50 lbs in less than a month? I saw that tried a couple of times. They both wound up in the hospital with multiple and varying types of hypos. You may want to re-think this part of your game plan. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Admittedly, I am torn on this issue. I would like to see an easier path to entry into this country for those you describe and a better way of keeping the criminals out. So sayeth the grandson of a true WOP who got deported back to Sicily and then came back through Ellis Island.

Maybe a "few" murderers and rapists, but many more criminals than that: Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

While at Bragg, I missed the chance to get my Canadian Jump Wings. Always thought the German, Canadian and Honduran jump wings would make a nice add to my uniform. Especially wanted the Honduran Jumps wings just to make the Marines scratch their head. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The headmistress at a girls' prep school in the old South (circa 1959) calls down to the army base and speaks with one of the officers: "We're having a social here at school and I was wondering if you could send some of your nice young men to attend." "Why of course," the Lieutenant answers. "Just one thing," says the lady. "Of course you'll make sure there aren't any Jews there." "Why of course," the Lieutenant answers. On the day of the dance, a bus pulls up from the base. Out comes a platoon of black GIs. The schoolmistress is quite distressed. "Why, why, there must be some mistake," she says to a burly black Master Sergeant. "Why heck no, ma'am," he replies. "Lt. Goldberg NEVER makes a mistake!" Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Navy Ranks made easy.. A young Ensign approaches the crusty old Master Chief and asked about the origin of the commissioned officer insignias. The Chief replied, "It's history and tradition ... First we give you a gold bar representing that you are very valuable and also malleable. The silver bar also represents significant value, but is less malleable. When you make Lieutenant, your value doubles, hence the two silver bars. As a Captain you soar over military masses, hence the eagle. As an Admiral, you are, obviously, a star. Does that answer your question?" "Yes," said the Ensign, "but what about Lieutenant Commanders and Commanders?" "That goes waaaay back in history ... to the Garden of Eden even. You see we've always covered our pricks with leaves." Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories. Kathy said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg-laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the pickup when we hit a bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess" "And what's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher. "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!" "Very good," said the teacher. "Now, Lucy?" "Our family are farmers too. But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks. And the moral to this story is, don't count your chickens until they're hatched." "That was a fine story Lucy. Johnny do you have a story to share?" "Yes, ma'am, my daddy told me this story about my uncle Bob. Uncle Bob was a Green Beret in Vietnam and his helicopter got hit. He had to crash land in enemy territory and all he had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a machete. He drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then he landed right in the middle of 100 VC. He killed seventy of them with the machine gun until he ran out of bullets, then he killed twenty more with the machete till the blade broke and then he killed the last ten with his bare hands." "Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, " What kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?" "Don't fuck with Uncle Bob when he's been drinking. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

A soldier was taking college courses in between stations. The professor of his class was an atheist. One day, the professor walked into the class. He said,"God! If you're real, strike me down with lightning within the next ten minutes." This shocked everybody in the class. "You have five minutes left", the professor said. In the last 3 minutes, the soldier got out of his seat, walked up to the professor and punched him square in the face. "What the hell was that for", the professor yelled. "God is too busy helping the soldiers in Afghanistan save your ass from terrorists, so he sent me!" Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

OK. Since you're over in the sandbox; I'm gonna play military jokes for a few days... One day, a Marine Gunnery Sergeant was invited to dine with his Commander in the field mess. When they entered the mess area they found the place quite crowded. They finally noticed a table with two empty chairs. There were three lieutenants seated there, so the Colonel asked if they might join them. The lieutenants, of course, promptly invited them to join the table. The Colonel and the Gunny ordered lunch and engaged in light conversation as they ate. At one point the Gunny mentioned that he had observed characteristics about many officers from which he could normally determine the sources of their commissioning. The lieutenants were eager to hear about this and asked if he could tell how each of them had been commissioned. The Gunny turned to the lieutenant on his left and said that the he had received his commission through attendance at ROTC. The young officer confirmed that this was indeed correct and asked how the Gunny had figured determined this. The Gunny replied that by his conversation the lieutenant seemed to have a strong academic background but limited military experience. The Gunny then told the lieutenant on his right that he had gone through OCS after previously serving as an enlisted man. The lieutenant confirmed that was indeed the case, and asked how the Gunny had figured it out. The Gunny replied that the lieutenant?s conversation indicated that he had a firm military background and a lot of common sense, but not much book learning. At this, the third lieutenant asked the Gunny if he had determined how he had received his commission. The Gunny promptly replied that the lieutenant had graduated from the United States Naval Academy. The young officer stated that this was correct and asked if the Gunny had noticed his high level of intelligence, precise military bearing, or other superior qualities acquired at the Naval Academy. The Gunny replied that it was none of these that had tipped him off, he merely observed the lieutenant's class ring while he was picking his nose. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Michael Jackson's Version for Disney... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmHydbIFad0 Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

My apologies, I was trying to copy the link from Google that led directly to the manual, but I gues you have to go to the FAA page to download the 30MB manual. https://www.faa.gov/search/?omni=MainSearch&q=reserve+parachute+seal Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

https://parachutistonline.com/safety_training/keep_an_eye_out/reserve-seal ETA: https://www.faa.gov/regulations_policies/handbooks_manuals/.../prh_change1.pdf Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

This caught my eye and reminded me of this thread... Kinda reminds of the joke, "How come the colors red, white & blue are the symbols of freedom until you see them in your rear view mirror." Attached Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I'm sorry, Bill. That was flip. Just that two one-liner threads of blame caught me the wrong way. The country seems to be moving towards a limited number of character discussions. SC seems to be becoming more and more of a representative sample of how we now communicate with each other. Ten years ago, we would have discussed the matter in some depth - talking WITH with each other instead of AT each other. I am ashamed of my own failings in this change of discourse. I truly fear we are going to divide ourselves to doom. New California for God's sake?!??! We've gone that far of an extreme? I want to apologize to all my liberal friends for my engagement in "Loud and One-Liners." Back on topic.. I did write to my two Senators and one congressman last night about the Jorge Garcia issue and asked them to bring that man back to be with his family and help expedite his path to citizenship. It may have fallen on deaf ears, but they heard from a registered Republican. Again, my apologies. Keith Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

O I C kinda like now. Just reversed. Some great teamwork from both sides at the expense of the oppressed Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

All I could think of while watching that is - how much I'd have a cracked up if ICE had shown up. Would have been a cool prank. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I'd be curious as to why Obama's administration couldn't create a pathway for him after eight years. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

See, I think DACA needs to be done away with, but there needs to be some logic about those who are in situations like this. After this many years AND being married to an American citizen - this shouldn't happen. Now, if he had a criminal history in the US; I would take the other side. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I'd rather be tired of SPAM; than hungry for SPAM. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.