Posted on 07/31/2015 11:49:41 AM PDT by Slings and Arrows
The time has come to take action against thread hijackers.
Let me begin with an example of thread hijacking:
Like most Freepers, I am pro-life. Abortion and and euthanasia appall me, and marketing the results even more so. I support candidates who oppose the culture of death, and cheer when it is thwarted.
I also do not find it necessary to mention these facts on EVERY. FREAKING. THREAD.
There is a certain type of Freeper, though, who has no such restraint. For these zealots, any thread that deviates from the pro-life cause, no matter how trivially, is a heresy that must be immediately suppressed.
You are shocked by cruelty to animals? I guess that means you couldn't care less about the cruelty of THE MILLIONS OF CHILDREN ABORTED EVERY YEAR!!!!!
You lost a beloved pet? Why can't you mourn THE THOUSANDS OF ABORTED BABIES WHO DIED THE SAME DAY?!!!!
Your car shredded its transmission and you're looking at thousands of dollars in repairs? Why aren't you thinking about THE BABIES WHO WILL NEVER GROW UP TO BE AUTO MECHANICS BECAUSE THEY WERE ABORTED?!!!!
(OK, maybe I made that last one up.)
Arguing with these people is pointless. It's the same principle as wrestling with a pig - you just get muddy and the pig enjoys it. Similarly, trying to convince them that they are being rude is a waste of time - THE CAUSE is far more important little things like courtesy and respect.
So, what can we do about it?
We can get drunk.
I hereby propose The Thread Hijack Drinking Game. The rules are simple: When a poster tries to hijack an unrelated thread to his or her pet cause, you 1) reply to the hijack attempt by quoting the text in question, followed by the word "DRINK!", and 2) Take a drink (or any volume) of your favorite beverage (alcoholic or non-alcoholic). Moderation is suggested on animal cruelty threads to avoid alcohol poisoning.
This game will not, I admit, solve the thread hijacking problem. But after a certain number of attempts we will no longer care.
And if anyone is offended by my little proposal, I can only say...
DRINK!
Yepper. I can’t pay a pro $50 for him to tell me what I suspect, my son lives in AR, and my son-in-law is on his way to Reno to get his son settled in for his first year of college. Both guys are mechanics, but they do me no good at this distance.
I just want to tell the mechanic what to look for, rather than saying, “It makes a funny noise when I try to start it and the little gizmo thingy is turning a funny color when it sticks to the whatchamacallit and then it starts to stink.”
And...it diesels when I shut it off, sometimes. Not always...but more than I want it to.
But the cost of the diagnostic was what I was most concerned with avoiding. That’s a waste of money, as far as I’m concerned. The next thing after the certainty of what’s wrong is to get the part. The Muffler Shop will go to Suzuki for it, and I don’t want to pay three times for something I can get after-market. Once I have the part, I only need to worry about the cost of labor.
So. Yes, I believe it is the fuel pressure regulator, but a couple of years ago, I was getting the raw gas smell like I’m getting now, and the engine would miss when I drove it, especially at high speeds. Come to find out, the idiot who installed the starter and replaced the distributor didn’t hook one of the wires up properly to the spark plug. Burned that wire a half-inch above the plug, and I had to get another distributor.
Stupid should hurt.
Me. Want.
Is this before or after the dress photo-op?
Gotta be frustrating because both of those locations are a magnitude of miles closer to you than I am.. ;-)
Busdaddy was my go-to guy for most things automotive because the other guys were so far away, but he’s not available these days. And I don’t know anyone else well enough to ask for help.
So once again, I turn to my FRiends, who have never let me down. <3
That’s tomorrow, and I’ll have to let her wear a diaper. Not that it will show, but I’ll know ...
I wrote an email to Chuck Schumer. I asked him if there was any barbarity PP could perform that would cause him to even question his support.
I’m not holding my breath for an answer.
Too bad there wasn’t a good Miss Piggle-Wiggle cure for Kathleen. Something like, “Who wants ice cream? Kathleen, you can have some as soon as you go in the potty.”
Tried. Doesn’t work. Nothing works.
My son had a way of turning anything we tried to make him WANT to do something against us.
Yeah, I totally get that.
On the plus side, Pat did a fractions worksheet correctly.
As we expected, this year when the bike was brought out of its hiding place it was obvious that it was time to replace the front tire.
Armed with a trusty 1/2" wrench (to loosen the axle nuts) and some trusty tire spoons, Grandpa flopped the bike upside down onto it's handlebars and seat and proceeded to remove the front wheel. With minimal effort the old tire and tube were removed from the rim. Then Grandpa opened the box that contained, so it's markings said, a 20" tire. If you are familiar with this process, the new tire is kind of all wadded up and tie-wrapped to hold it in a small enough shape to cram into the box. After cutting the tie-wrap and unfolding the tire that came from a box plainly labeled 20" tire, a cursory visual inspection determined that there was no way in a very hot place that the tire held in hand would fit on rim lying on ground. Even with application of extraordinary force.
It seems that the box plainly labeled as containing a 20" tire was packed by some product of the modern American edumakational system who is challenged in the area of reading with comprehension, for the actual product that the box plainly labeled 20" tire really contained a tire that self-identified as a 16" tire...
So Grand-daughter's bike now with a bare front rim was returned to its hidyhole awaiting a trip by a human to Wallyworld to purchase the correct tire. (We determined that the smallest of the kid's bikes was a 16", and so we put the 16" tire aside for possible future use.)
I went to Wallyworld last night and loaded the cart with stuff that was written down on my portable memory device (aka 'list') and brought the stuff home. And carried it all inside.
So today I'm mulling over in my head (while indulging in a caffeinated beverage) my plan of action for the day. Somewhere on the list along with 'tie up the tomato plants that are drooping on the ground' was 'fix the bike'.
About half way through the 24 oz mug of caffeinated beverage my brain flashed a 'wait a minute - cannot complete task' warning.
A 20" tire was NOT on my portable memory device. So it was not purchased. Matter of fact, I didn't even wander past that area in the Wallyworld site which might have triggered a flash of activity from the volatile memory stack.
Son #2 has informed me that he is going to Wallyworld today and will pick up a 20" tire. If he remembers...
I wish Walmart sold household help. I want to hire a full-time toilet-trainer.
James, on the other hand, has forgotten how to do subtraction.
I’ve always been bad at math because I was suffering from rheumatic fever when multiplication and division were taught and I was never able to catch up. Only the introduction of the hand-held calculator helped me balance a checkbook. Now? CFIDS took care of all of the progress I had made...
Some days, the logic of the question scares the person it was directed to. If that’s the case, you are right in not holding your breath...
Your kind of tire-changing luck sounds like mine. And I hate when that happens.
When I went to Wallyworld this morning, the blue hairs were starting to show up. I was able to find a parking place by the main door, though, and that was good, but I had to stop and wait for folks with The S-l-o-w-s to make it from one side of the walkway to the other.
Walmartians are pretty daggone funny!
If you’re taking a nap T-c, I’ll snag the 00 for you... ;o]
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