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Sealed for your protection...
I believe it started in 1982 when some people were poisoned from taking Tylenol that had cyanide in them. After those horrible episodes, all manufacturers changed the way their packaged products.
From the official story, one man attempted to extort $1 million from Johnson & Johnson, the makers of Tylenol. His attempt miserably failed and he served more than 10 years of a 20 year jail sentence.
Some had important titles like "Tamper resistant packaging" that made me laugh as it didn't 'resist' anything. I did find one British company actually had a correct statement "Tamper evident" In that, any attempt to open the package clearly showed someone tampered with the product.
To eliminate buyer fear of purchasing products, another catchy widely used phrase read "Sealed for your protection" but, who are they kidding... it was sealed for THEIR protection as no one wanted to be sued for insufficient product warning.
Even condom packaging was changed as someone could easily damage a package with a pin raising the risk of disease or pregnancy. In that case, I believe those products should be labelled "Sealed for your projection"
Get it... your projection !!
From the official story, one man attempted to extort $1 million from Johnson & Johnson, the makers of Tylenol. His attempt miserably failed and he served more than 10 years of a 20 year jail sentence.
Some had important titles like "Tamper resistant packaging" that made me laugh as it didn't 'resist' anything. I did find one British company actually had a correct statement "Tamper evident" In that, any attempt to open the package clearly showed someone tampered with the product.
To eliminate buyer fear of purchasing products, another catchy widely used phrase read "Sealed for your protection" but, who are they kidding... it was sealed for THEIR protection as no one wanted to be sued for insufficient product warning.
Even condom packaging was changed as someone could easily damage a package with a pin raising the risk of disease or pregnancy. In that case, I believe those products should be labelled "Sealed for your projection"
Get it... your projection !!
Time to wake up & smell the stench
From The Washington Post;
(continued below)
In response to:
Wake up, Republicans. Your party stands for all the wrong things now.
By Stuart Stevens
Jan. 1, 2020 at 10:00 a.m. EST
Stuart Stevens is a writer and GOP political consultant who is working with a political action committee that backs Bill Weld for president.
Here’s a question: Does anybody have any idea what the Republican Party stands for in 2020?
One way to find out: As you are out and about marking the new year, it is likely you will come across a Republican to whom you can pose the question, preferably after a drink or two, as that tends to work as truth serum: “Look, I was just wondering: What’s the Republican Party all about these days? What does it, well, stand for?”
I’m betting the answer is going to involve a noun, a verb and either “socialism” or “Democrats.” Republicans now partly define their party simply as an alternative to that other party, as in “I’m a Republican because I’m not a Democrat.”
In a long-forgotten era — say, four years ago — such a question would have elicited a very different answer. Though there was disagreement over specific issues, most Republicans would have said the party stood for some basic principles: fiscal sanity, free trade, strong on Russia, and that character and personal responsibility count. Today it’s not that the Republican Party has forgotten these issues and values; instead, it actively opposes all of them.
Republicans are now officially the character-doesn’t-count party, the personal-responsibility-just-proves-you-have-failed-to-blame-the-other-guy party, the deficit-doesn’t-matter party, the Russia-is-our-ally party, and the I’m-right-and-you-are-human-scum party. Yes, it’s President Trump’s party now, but it stands only for what he has just tweeted.
A party without a governing theory, a higher purpose or a clear moral direction is nothing more than a cartel, a syndicate that exists only to advance itself. There is no organized, coherent purpose other than the acquisition and maintenance of power.
This is a sad fall. In Ronald Reagan’s America, being born an American was to win life’s lottery; in Donald Trump’s America, it makes you a victim, a patsy, a chump.
Trump didn’t hijack the GOP and bend it to his will. He did something far easier: He looked at the party, saw its fault lines and then offered himself as a pure distillation of accumulated white grievance and anger. He bet that Republican voters didn’t really care about free trade or mutual security, or about the environment or Europe, much less deficits. He rebranded kindness and compassion as “PC” and elevated division and bigotry as the admirable goals of just being politically incorrect. Trump didn’t make Americans more racist; he just normalized the resentments that were simmering in many households. In short, he let a lot of long-suppressed demons out of the box.
This paranoid element in the party has existed for decades, since the Joe McCarthy era, when some Republicans who saw dark forces threatening the country argued that only radical action by “true” Americans — white, Christian, conservative — could safeguard the nation. Barry Goldwater revived the theme in 1964, and George Wallace won five states with it as a third-party candidate in 1968. I worked in every Republican presidential campaign from 1996 through 2012 and assumed that those guys had long been vanquished and that optimism and inclusion had prevailed. I was wrong.
This impeachment moment and all that has led to it should signal a day of reckoning. A party that has as its sole purpose the protection and promotion of its leader, whatever he thinks, is not on a sustainable path. Can anyone force a change? I’m not optimistic. Trump won with 46.1 percent of the vote in 2016, while Mitt Romney lost with 47.2 percent in 2012; no wonder Republicans have convinced themselves that the path to victory and power lies with angry division.
Wake up, Republicans. Your party stands for all the wrong things now.
By Stuart Stevens
Jan. 1, 2020 at 10:00 a.m. EST
Stuart Stevens is a writer and GOP political consultant who is working with a political action committee that backs Bill Weld for president.
Here’s a question: Does anybody have any idea what the Republican Party stands for in 2020?
One way to find out: As you are out and about marking the new year, it is likely you will come across a Republican to whom you can pose the question, preferably after a drink or two, as that tends to work as truth serum: “Look, I was just wondering: What’s the Republican Party all about these days? What does it, well, stand for?”
I’m betting the answer is going to involve a noun, a verb and either “socialism” or “Democrats.” Republicans now partly define their party simply as an alternative to that other party, as in “I’m a Republican because I’m not a Democrat.”
In a long-forgotten era — say, four years ago — such a question would have elicited a very different answer. Though there was disagreement over specific issues, most Republicans would have said the party stood for some basic principles: fiscal sanity, free trade, strong on Russia, and that character and personal responsibility count. Today it’s not that the Republican Party has forgotten these issues and values; instead, it actively opposes all of them.
Republicans are now officially the character-doesn’t-count party, the personal-responsibility-just-proves-you-have-failed-to-blame-the-other-guy party, the deficit-doesn’t-matter party, the Russia-is-our-ally party, and the I’m-right-and-you-are-human-scum party. Yes, it’s President Trump’s party now, but it stands only for what he has just tweeted.
A party without a governing theory, a higher purpose or a clear moral direction is nothing more than a cartel, a syndicate that exists only to advance itself. There is no organized, coherent purpose other than the acquisition and maintenance of power.
This is a sad fall. In Ronald Reagan’s America, being born an American was to win life’s lottery; in Donald Trump’s America, it makes you a victim, a patsy, a chump.
Trump didn’t hijack the GOP and bend it to his will. He did something far easier: He looked at the party, saw its fault lines and then offered himself as a pure distillation of accumulated white grievance and anger. He bet that Republican voters didn’t really care about free trade or mutual security, or about the environment or Europe, much less deficits. He rebranded kindness and compassion as “PC” and elevated division and bigotry as the admirable goals of just being politically incorrect. Trump didn’t make Americans more racist; he just normalized the resentments that were simmering in many households. In short, he let a lot of long-suppressed demons out of the box.
This paranoid element in the party has existed for decades, since the Joe McCarthy era, when some Republicans who saw dark forces threatening the country argued that only radical action by “true” Americans — white, Christian, conservative — could safeguard the nation. Barry Goldwater revived the theme in 1964, and George Wallace won five states with it as a third-party candidate in 1968. I worked in every Republican presidential campaign from 1996 through 2012 and assumed that those guys had long been vanquished and that optimism and inclusion had prevailed. I was wrong.
This impeachment moment and all that has led to it should signal a day of reckoning. A party that has as its sole purpose the protection and promotion of its leader, whatever he thinks, is not on a sustainable path. Can anyone force a change? I’m not optimistic. Trump won with 46.1 percent of the vote in 2016, while Mitt Romney lost with 47.2 percent in 2012; no wonder Republicans have convinced themselves that the path to victory and power lies with angry division.
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Am I losing it?
I'm quite sure the lady with the broom had a blog up earlier today. anyone knows what happened to it?
Hope I didn't ask any awkward questions causing it to be poooofed....
If I did I apologize IW....
Hope I didn't ask any awkward questions causing it to be poooofed....
If I did I apologize IW....
Get Way More Food For Your Money
I was making a can of tomato soup yesterday, following the instructions on the can. Being a man of science, I decided to do a little experiment. Instead of adding one can of water, I added 8 cans of water. Much to my surprise, the soup came out just as thick, creamy, and delicious as when I added only one container of water. When I ate it, it was just as satisfying, and it carried me through to supper, so it was just as nutritious. I tried a can of Chef Boyardi raviolis, cutting it with nine cans of water, and got the same satisfying result. I had equal success with Dinty Moore stew, cream style canned corns, spaghetti sauce, and almost everything else I tried, finding almost no difference from the extra water.
So, if you really want to save some money in the kitchen, just dilute canned foods with several times more water than the instructions suggest. You won't notice the difference, you will enjoy just as much nutrition, and you will get way more food for your dollar.
So, if you really want to save some money in the kitchen, just dilute canned foods with several times more water than the instructions suggest. You won't notice the difference, you will enjoy just as much nutrition, and you will get way more food for your dollar.
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unbelievable in my opinion
I have been looking into Draconian...I have heard a lot of that word in the public media spectrum as of lately. The only other time I have heard about that word was in the reference to the residents of Draco....(Draconian). When doing YouTube searches about that word, the only thing I find is in line with what I have heard about it. It describes the Reptilian species. Listening to a few videos, there have been people who claim to be Reptilians.
I am not sure that is believable or not...I will leave that up to you.
But, this interest in Draconian, lead me to another discussion with somebody I know.
Verified...he was indeed telling me the truth. A truth, I have a hard time ever believing....but like I said, it has been verified and I have to believe it.
A person he knows and I know, claims with automatic writing, they met Sir Isaac Newton.
...this was documented in a book. The entity suggested that her husband move paint cans away from the furnace because they were a fire hazard.
Another person we know also claims that with automatic writing, they met Sir Isaac Newton.
..I have not talked directly to this person, but I am curious as to what the entity suggested to him.
Both of these people have never met each other...and never knew of each other's claims.
What are the odds of that happening? In my opinion, it is not even possible....not believable. But, indeed did happen.
Another fun fact, I am listening to a video program "In the Age of AI" on YouTube, a gentleman predicts in 15 years that AI will be replacing 50% of the existing jobs.
fun
I am not sure that is believable or not...I will leave that up to you.
But, this interest in Draconian, lead me to another discussion with somebody I know.
Verified...he was indeed telling me the truth. A truth, I have a hard time ever believing....but like I said, it has been verified and I have to believe it.
A person he knows and I know, claims with automatic writing, they met Sir Isaac Newton.
...this was documented in a book. The entity suggested that her husband move paint cans away from the furnace because they were a fire hazard.
Another person we know also claims that with automatic writing, they met Sir Isaac Newton.
..I have not talked directly to this person, but I am curious as to what the entity suggested to him.
Both of these people have never met each other...and never knew of each other's claims.
What are the odds of that happening? In my opinion, it is not even possible....not believable. But, indeed did happen.
Another fun fact, I am listening to a video program "In the Age of AI" on YouTube, a gentleman predicts in 15 years that AI will be replacing 50% of the existing jobs.
fun
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The smell of car tires...
Flashback to the winter of 1970 and I was in a band performing at a nightclub in Daytona Beach. The gig was a week long and the management provided us a small apartment to stay at.
It was a two story building, living quarters on top and a business on the ground floor.
We were told it once was funeral home. The owner and his family occupied the apartment above.
Inside the kitchen hall was a small door in the wall that had a shelf connected by a chain that could be raised or lowered between the 2 floors. Commonly called a dumbwaiter, the access was blocked off since the apartment was no longer connected to the business below. Possibly the intent was the send food from the kitchen down and not used as a trash chute.
The business below us was a tire store and the aroma of tires leaked into the ductwork via the access door. It was a really unusual smell. Something I haven't forgotten, especially connected with a musical career at the time. As a high mileage car owner, I'm buying or getting tires serviced every few months and when I smell tires, I remember the first experience from the tire store/funeral parlor.
Yesterday, was no different. The weather in the 60's and I'm out running errands. On my list was to get my car serviced and one tire patched that had a slow leak from a nail.
Always in a hurry, I neglected tire rotation (possibly a few times) and the service adviser mention the 2 rear tires were good but the 2 front tires were down to the the wear indicators... one of those tires had a nail too close to the edge and unable to be patched.
time for new tires... I decided on 4 and not 2 as the rear tires had developed and oscillation that I recognize from previous experience. they work, but have some road noise. They still have some life to them... and no nails, so I packed them in the hatchback and will schlep them to Miami today. I'll decide if I want to keep them or give to my neighbor as his car uses the same size tire.
Expecting my car to be filled with the smell of tires, I'll head out with the windows down enjoying a Florida winter with temperatures in the 60's
It was a two story building, living quarters on top and a business on the ground floor.
We were told it once was funeral home. The owner and his family occupied the apartment above.
Inside the kitchen hall was a small door in the wall that had a shelf connected by a chain that could be raised or lowered between the 2 floors. Commonly called a dumbwaiter, the access was blocked off since the apartment was no longer connected to the business below. Possibly the intent was the send food from the kitchen down and not used as a trash chute.
The business below us was a tire store and the aroma of tires leaked into the ductwork via the access door. It was a really unusual smell. Something I haven't forgotten, especially connected with a musical career at the time. As a high mileage car owner, I'm buying or getting tires serviced every few months and when I smell tires, I remember the first experience from the tire store/funeral parlor.
Yesterday, was no different. The weather in the 60's and I'm out running errands. On my list was to get my car serviced and one tire patched that had a slow leak from a nail.
Always in a hurry, I neglected tire rotation (possibly a few times) and the service adviser mention the 2 rear tires were good but the 2 front tires were down to the the wear indicators... one of those tires had a nail too close to the edge and unable to be patched.
time for new tires... I decided on 4 and not 2 as the rear tires had developed and oscillation that I recognize from previous experience. they work, but have some road noise. They still have some life to them... and no nails, so I packed them in the hatchback and will schlep them to Miami today. I'll decide if I want to keep them or give to my neighbor as his car uses the same size tire.
Expecting my car to be filled with the smell of tires, I'll head out with the windows down enjoying a Florida winter with temperatures in the 60's
Dating...Things single men should be aware of
I will be comprising a list for the single man...who might be thinking about getting involved with a woman.
I call this the survival guide and will be needed...cause without knowledge...men will be rushing in...getting involved and not looking for the red flags first
Not all women would be red flag material...but you don't know which ones...so you need to be smart and look for the red flags.
1. Beware of miss bunny boiler
2. Beware of miss bossy boots
3. Beware of miss always right
4. Beware of miss gold digger
5. Beware of miss promiscuous
6. beware of miss metoo
7. Beware of miss feminist SJW
8. Beware of miss bad manners
9. Beware of miss daddy issues
10. Beware of miss entitled
11. Beware of miss mary sue
I call this the survival guide and will be needed...cause without knowledge...men will be rushing in...getting involved and not looking for the red flags first
Not all women would be red flag material...but you don't know which ones...so you need to be smart and look for the red flags.
1. Beware of miss bunny boiler
2. Beware of miss bossy boots
3. Beware of miss always right
4. Beware of miss gold digger
5. Beware of miss promiscuous
6. beware of miss metoo
7. Beware of miss feminist SJW
8. Beware of miss bad manners
9. Beware of miss daddy issues
10. Beware of miss entitled
11. Beware of miss mary sue
I Have Lost My Faith In Womanhood
It is all Google’s fault. I got tired of the same old ads that Google kept pushing on my Youtube videos. I knew the ads are based on my digital description that the algorithms has built up based on my viewing habits, so I decided to throw the algorithms a few curves. I decided to search for some products that would make the algorithms blow a fuse.
The algorithms focus on major life events, so I cooked one up. I got engaged. I pulled a gender bender, became a blushing bride, looking for wedding gowns, a double whammy on Google. That worked…sort of. I got ads for wedding stuff, but still the same old ads for outdoor sports and motorcycle stuff. I decided to move on to the next major life event. I didn’t wait, because most couples don’t seem to wait anymore either, and the 9+ month waiting period between marriage and baby’s arrival seems to be out the window. I searched for diapers, but got ads for senior diapers. Yecchh! Next I tried nursing bras, a combo punch to the algorithm, both changing gender and having a birth “event”. Bingo! The old ads decreased, but new ones appeared – bra ads. I figured that if I was going to look at boobs, I might as well look at big ones, so I searched for 44DDD Bras
OK. I was now getting a lot of ads featuring glorious bosoms. But then I started getting ads for “the thing”, sort of a compression garment. The ads featured frowning, unhappy ladies, looking in the mirror at bulging dresses, with muffin tops, multiple ripples, and enough love handles for a whole bowling team to take hold. But then the lady pulls up the elastic sleeve as she tucks in all the protuberances, skin aprons, lumps, and blubber bulges. She then pulls down a slinky dress, and Voila! She now smiles at the reflection of a body that looks like a slightly chubby Olympic gymnast.
I used to admire women with a good figure, picturing them jogging, working out at the gym, and picking the diet special when they ate out. Now I have nightmares of meeting a shapely woman, who, upon removing her garments, displays white flesh popping out the top of her clothes, like shaving cream spouting out of a ruptured aerosol can. I see visions of slender figures unleashing what looks like waves of lava, hardening, and overlaid with more and more successive layers, sort of like a human stack of pancakes. I no longer trust my own eyes, and can think of no way to avoid being defrauded, short of joining a nudist camp.
Alas! I now have realized that what I see is not what I will get.
I have lost my faith in Womanhood.
The algorithms focus on major life events, so I cooked one up. I got engaged. I pulled a gender bender, became a blushing bride, looking for wedding gowns, a double whammy on Google. That worked…sort of. I got ads for wedding stuff, but still the same old ads for outdoor sports and motorcycle stuff. I decided to move on to the next major life event. I didn’t wait, because most couples don’t seem to wait anymore either, and the 9+ month waiting period between marriage and baby’s arrival seems to be out the window. I searched for diapers, but got ads for senior diapers. Yecchh! Next I tried nursing bras, a combo punch to the algorithm, both changing gender and having a birth “event”. Bingo! The old ads decreased, but new ones appeared – bra ads. I figured that if I was going to look at boobs, I might as well look at big ones, so I searched for 44DDD Bras
OK. I was now getting a lot of ads featuring glorious bosoms. But then I started getting ads for “the thing”, sort of a compression garment. The ads featured frowning, unhappy ladies, looking in the mirror at bulging dresses, with muffin tops, multiple ripples, and enough love handles for a whole bowling team to take hold. But then the lady pulls up the elastic sleeve as she tucks in all the protuberances, skin aprons, lumps, and blubber bulges. She then pulls down a slinky dress, and Voila! She now smiles at the reflection of a body that looks like a slightly chubby Olympic gymnast.
I used to admire women with a good figure, picturing them jogging, working out at the gym, and picking the diet special when they ate out. Now I have nightmares of meeting a shapely woman, who, upon removing her garments, displays white flesh popping out the top of her clothes, like shaving cream spouting out of a ruptured aerosol can. I see visions of slender figures unleashing what looks like waves of lava, hardening, and overlaid with more and more successive layers, sort of like a human stack of pancakes. I no longer trust my own eyes, and can think of no way to avoid being defrauded, short of joining a nudist camp.
Alas! I now have realized that what I see is not what I will get.
I have lost my faith in Womanhood.
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