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RebelWithanAK · Oct 17, 2003, 01:59 pm

</span><blockquote><span class="smallfont">Quote:</span><hr size="1" />Originally Posted by (Evios,)
Don't begin to tell me that your '20 years of experience', most of which was spent at disneyland and school that you have a true look at life and how society operates, you don't.

And to answer your question, yes I do see people running around the streets, mostly unarmed, some with a weapon of some sorts. I venture into Seattle quite a bit, big cities attract things like this, I'd like to be safe.<hr size="1" /></blockquote><span class='postcolor'>
Oh, Evie, Evie, Evie, Evios. Where do I begin? I feel it's my duty to remind you that it is I, not you, who is currently living in a red-lined slum in New York City, who attended overcrowded public schools (Where many classes had upwards of 39 students, and half my graduating class didn't) and suffered two muggings, a potential break-in and two blackouts (You ever sit in your darkened apartment clutching a baseball bat?); and that it is you, not I, who lives comfortably in the suburbs of the Pacific Northwest and who -your words- "venture(s) into Seattle quite a bit." Seattle ain't exactly a bad town by anyone's standards. Maybe a bit wet, but last I checked there weren't all that many "crazys" running about, waving guns and accosting people. Even if you are the caffeine capital of the country.

Perhaps you were asking me to show you around my habitat in Inwood - with the Projects two blocks to the east with the recent serial murder case where a character shot and chopped up old women in the building in order to strip and rent out their apartments. Or shall I talk about the drug dealings in the park my building borders, or the bulletproof windows in the bank, the post office, the bodega? Where everybody in my building knows the locksmith's son is a known burglar and drug dealer.

Or shall I talk about where I used to live, in Washington Heights - a police training ground, where there are not one but four cops on every corner - with the drug traffic that comes streaming across the bridge in order to fund and feed the New Jerseyan suburbanite E-heads. Or where I go buy food now, in Fordham, a lovely place killed by a man named Moses in the 40's and has been one of the worst crime areas in the city until about 10 years ago. Good Dominican food, though. Or when I lived in Flushing, Queens, where the Wendy's closed down one day when two assailants bagged all the employees up and shot them in the head?

You don't tell ME my 20 years of experience mean less than your suburban splendor, you fucking prick. I know what guns can do, and I don't want them anywhere near me.

Oct 17, 2003, 01:59 pm	#17 (permalink) (top)
RebelWithanAK Igneous Magma Location: New York City Posts: 739	</span><blockquote><span class="smallfont">Quote:</span><hr size="1" />Originally Posted by (Evios,) Don't begin to tell me that your '20 years of experience', most of which was spent at disneyland and school that you have a true look at life and how society operates, you don't. And to answer your question, yes I do see people running around the streets, mostly unarmed, some with a weapon of some sorts. I venture into Seattle quite a bit, big cities attract things like this, I'd like to be safe.<hr size="1" /></blockquote><span class='postcolor'> Oh, Evie, Evie, Evie, Evios. Where do I begin? I feel it's my duty to remind you that it is I, not you, who is currently living in a red-lined slum in New York City, who attended overcrowded public schools (Where many classes had upwards of 39 students, and half my graduating class didn't) and suffered two muggings, a potential break-in and two blackouts (You ever sit in your darkened apartment clutching a baseball bat?); and that it is you, not I, who lives comfortably in the suburbs of the Pacific Northwest and who -your words- "venture(s) into Seattle quite a bit." Seattle ain't exactly a bad town by anyone's standards. Maybe a bit wet, but last I checked there weren't all that many "crazys" running about, waving guns and accosting people. Even if you are the caffeine capital of the country. Perhaps you were asking me to show you around my habitat in Inwood - with the Projects two blocks to the east with the recent serial murder case where a character shot and chopped up old women in the building in order to strip and rent out their apartments. Or shall I talk about the drug dealings in the park my building borders, or the bulletproof windows in the bank, the post office, the bodega? Where everybody in my building knows the locksmith's son is a known burglar and drug dealer. Or shall I talk about where I used to live, in Washington Heights - a police training ground, where there are not one but four cops on every corner - with the drug traffic that comes streaming across the bridge in order to fund and feed the New Jerseyan suburbanite E-heads. Or where I go buy food now, in Fordham, a lovely place killed by a man named Moses in the 40's and has been one of the worst crime areas in the city until about 10 years ago. Good Dominican food, though. Or when I lived in Flushing, Queens, where the Wendy's closed down one day when two assailants bagged all the employees up and shot them in the head? You don't tell ME my 20 years of experience mean less than your suburban splendor, you fucking prick. I know what guns can do, and I don't want them anywhere near me. . . . whenever any government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute a new government, laying its foundations on such principles and organizing its powers in such forms as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness.