Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Longest Jail Sentence




















I was checking out one of my favourite sites earlier, ThatsWeird.Net. I found a mind blowing article on there, about some longest jail sentences. I am going to copy and paste parts of the article. My comments are in red.

The longest jail sentence passed was in the United States - 10,000 years for a triple murder. Dudley Wayne Kyzer was jailed for 10,000 years by a court in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, in 1981 for murdering his wife. He was then sentenced to two life terms for murdering his mother-in-law and a college student.

Let me get this straight. This freak is gonna spend 10,000 years in the slammer for murdering three people? Talk about accumulating some serious karma. I guess this means he'll have to spend the next 1000 lives or so in the slammer too. If he is slapped with 10,000 years for killing three people, I hate to know how many years Josef Stalin or Adolf Hitler reincarnated are gonna spend in the slammer. Probably the next million years or so?

In 1994 Oklahoma rapist Darron Bennalford Anderson received a 2,200-year jail sentence. When he appealed and won a new trial, he was convicted again and resentenced to more than 90 additional centuries behind bars - including 4,000 years each for rape and sodomy, 1,750 years for kidnapping, 1,000 years for burglary and robbery, and 500 years for grand larceny.

Who did Mr. Anderson rape and sodomize to get slapped with a 4,000 year sentence? The Queen? First lady? Madonna? Who did he kidnap to get himself 1,750 years? The Brangelina kids? And 1,000 years for burglary and robbery, 500 years for grand larceny- so what did he do, break into the White House and take it with him? He must have done some pretty serious damage to some "important" people to be slapped with all of that! Damn! Oh wait this gets even better. Read on.

In July 1997, the state Court of Criminal Appeals held
that the grand larceny charge was double jeopardy on
the robbery conviction and thus dismissed it. So the
court cut Anderson's sentence by 500 years,
speeding up his release date to the year 12,744!

Oh so he got off easy as a result.
He'll be released in 12,744?
Is there gonna be such a year?
On Earth anyway?
Another poor soul having to pay
for his deed in many lifetimes to come.
What a mess he got himself into!







Thursday, March 25, 2010

Is THAT How it Originated?


The Life in the 1500's! What a time it was.

The next time you complain about taking a cold shower because there is not enough hot water, or you don't have enough soap to clean yourself- stop and think- HTF did they ever do it in the 1500's without any hot water or soap? If they managed, so can you.

Thanks to this interesting site ThatsWeird.Net, this is what I had read about how people survived in the 1500's. I am gonna write down what was listed on that page about life lived in that time frame. The red comments below each fact are mine. Here it goes-

Fact #1- Most people married in June because they took their yearly bath in May and still smelled pretty good in June. However, they were starting to smell so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

First of all--- a yearly bath?? That sounds just disgusting nowadays! But who am I to judge? They had their reasons, and rituals, and whatever to take one bath in May. Besides hygiene was not a priority in those days. Thank goodness everything evolves over time (in most places anyway), and thank goodness for deodorant, soap, mouthwash, toothpaste, and shampoo. 'Cause honestly, I doubt a bouquet of flowers actually did a whole lot to hide the smell. And I also thought people liked the idea of a June wedding because of the June Full Moon- the Honeymoon!

Fact#2 Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the sons and other men, then the women, and finally the children - last of all the babies. By then, the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it; hence the saying, "don't throw the baby out with the bath water."

Okay, so whenever they took baths which was obviously not all that often, the males were entitled to so first. And the women took them second, and then the children? The baths were so scuzzy that they took a risk in losing a baby in the disgusting water. That sounds so---- primitive and yes, in many ways that timing was quite primitive. That is how anyone who lived in the 20th or is living in the 21st century would see it anyway. Shows you again how much we have evolved over the last 500 years. First of all, we can take our baths and showers whenever we please- regardless of who is taking the bath- if it's the man, woman or child. Before the children are old enough to bathe themselves, the parents bathe them first, before they bathe themselves. Times sure have changed- so much to the point that personal hygiene has become a very important issue- RIGHTFULLY SO! Because EWWWW now, but in the 1500's, it was not a big deal to be yuk! They were used to it. Funny where the term "don't throw the baby out with the bathwater" came from.


Fact #3- Houses had thatched roofs; thick straw, piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the dogs, cats and other small animals (mice, rats, and bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained, it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof; hence the saying "it's raining cats and dogs." There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This was a real problem in the bedroom, where bugs and other droppings could really mess up your nice clean bed. A bed with big posts and a sheet over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

It is certainly hard to imagine putting your pets inside the roof to live. But considering the circumstances as the time, it was the best thing for them. But those poor animals falling off of the roof? Quite brutal for them and really sad to think about. At least I know where the saying "it's raining cats and dogs" came from. At the same time, it is understandable that if it rained, insects and other things would ruin the beds, so that is interesting how canopy beds started. Sad to read about what happened when it was "raining cats and dogs", but still quite fascinating to know where this stuff came from.

Fact #4- The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt; hence the saying, "dirt poor."

The wealthy of course would have something better than dirt, no kidding. Again, interesting how that term came into place.

Fact #5- The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh on the floor to help their footing. As the winter wore on, they kept adding more thresh until it would all start slipping outside when you opened the door. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway, a "thresh hold."

Thresh hold, never thought of where that came from, interesting though.

Fact #6- In those days people cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight, then start over the next day. Sometimes the stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while; hence the rhyme, "peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old."

Thanks for clarifying where that rhyme came from since I had often wondered about that one. Another thing now I wonder is how often did they get food poisoning from eating nine-day old stew, regardless of how often it was fired up? Shudder to know that.

Fact #7- Sometimes they could obtain pork, which was quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man "could bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "chew the fat."

Interesting to know. Never knew where the term came from earlier but the idea of it is quite nauseating. Not to mention, I guess they would not have known a thing about how bad bacon grease was back then- nor would they have cared. Eating pork meant that they were special, and that is all that mattered. Since then egos starting getting fatter too right?

Fact #8- Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with a high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning and death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Good to know they had fixed the problem with tomatoes.

Fact #9- Most people did not have pewter plates, but had trenchers, a piece of wood with the middle scooped out like a bowl. Often trenchers were made from stale bread which was so old and hard that it could be used for quite some time. Trenchers were never washed. Sometimes worms and mold got into the wood and old bread. After eating off wormy, moldy trenchers, one would get "trench mouth."

Lovely thought of the day.

Fact #10- Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burned bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or "upper crust."
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock people out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up; hence the custom of holding a "wake."

Good they did that. If they didn't wait, I say "oh yuck". If the drunk sobered up while being stuffed in some wooden box because of being thought of as dead- they say "oh fuck".

Fact #11- England is old and small, and they started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and take the bones to a "bone house" and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 were found to have scratch marks on the inside, and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground, and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the "graveyard shift") to listen for the bell; thus someone could be "saved by the bell" or was considered a "dead ringer."

Bone house? What a lovely thought. Opening up coffins to dig up bones? What a lovely job but someone had to do it. Too bad no one RIP all that much in those days. I guess drinking ale or whiskey from a lead cup knocked some out longer than expected. What a potent mix. Everyone got tired of eating, drinking and waiting for some miraculous resurrection. Then figured that it was time for a funeral when in reality it was not. What a fun job working an original graveyard shift. Too bad 4% of the time the ringer was either not loud enough for the graveyard shift worker was daydreaming or asleep. How traumatic for the dead ringer. Did that happen to me in a previous life? Yes. Now that explains why I am so claustrophobic.

And that's the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...whoever said history was boring?

Not me!! I love this stuff.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

This Freak wants WHAT?? Oh she wants ATTENTION, that is all.




I can't believe I am about to blog about Donna Simpson- you know the woman who wants to weigh 1000 lbs? She is already at least 600 lbs and is consuming about 12,000 calories a day. She gets paid by sick men who take pleasure in watching her stuff herself via web. Her boyfriend completely supports her in doing this. And what about her poor children? Where do they fit into this? She obviously does not give a crap about them. They need to be taken into proper care. Someone fit must adopt them and give them the care and love they need. The Donna Simpson garbage is all over the tabloids and all over the net. Lots of people are calling her gross and disgusting while others are begging her to get help or else she'll die! No kidding, really? Personally, I am not sure if this is so much about her becoming the world's fattest woman. Donna Simpson loves ALL of the attention she is getting, whether she is being called names or being told to get help. She loves it and she is getting exactly what she wants. People are falling for it. If she can get any attention from her actions, her mission is already quite accomplished whether she makes it to 1000lbs or not.




It makes me wonder, if people ignored her actions and did not give her the attention she is craving, would she still have the desire to blow up to 1000 lbs? Interesting thought. If people did not react to what she is going, she just might say "Fuck it, I am going on a diet!". Maybe this is the kind of intervention this freak needs- to be ignored. And after saying all of that, what the hell am I doing writing this blog? I guess by writing what I had written, I am also to blame for contributing to this whole Donna Simpson mess! You sure knowhow to suck people in, don't you Donna. Newsflash. It can only work for so long. Enjoy it while it lasts why don't you.

This "Highly Spiritual" is so Spiritual because she has Narcissistic Personality Disorder




First off, I want to say that I am far from perfect. I have faults- just like everyone else. And yes everyone has faults. One thing I can say about myself that many people cannot is that I can easily admit to not being perfect. I was recently hurt by a woman who is supposedly a "lightworker", meaning her role is to bring light and healing to others. She is also- so she says a psychic medium. Because I have been extremely down from being ill, and dealing with so many demons from my past, I truly believed she wanted to help me. She even offered to help in her own way, and told me that she would be there for me if I needed to talk. She even said if I needed to, to go and email her. Like a fool, I accepted and spilled my guts out. After I told her what I wanted, she informed me of how busy she was. I understood, as we all have lives. Her health is supposedly bad, and told me that she may take some time to get back to me if she is having a bad day. I completely understood, as I am also in poor health. OK no problem. But the thing is, there have been several occasions when I was feeling low and since she offered to listen, I messaged her. She did get back to me to tell me to basically get over it (not in those exact words but it was not far off), basically stuck it to me how amazing she deals with her issues and how I need to do the same, and once again told me that she was busy. I let the first time that she did that go. I figured "okay she must be having a bad day, it happens". I emailed her again and told her that she was wrong in what she had said, and I even said to her if I am too much of a burden for her to just flat out and tell me. I was hoping to get an apology from her. But nope! That did not happen. She did not see that she did anything wrong, and it gets worse. She basically insinuated that I was being nothing but a pest, and told me to once again get over my woes. Wow, some support she is. I deleted her from my list, and then I messaged her and told her that whatever private issue I had told her, to get rid of it. She got back to me by basically calling me an attention seeker, "psychic vampire", and "hoped for my sake that I find peace within myself"!! WOW!! I was floored!! And the best part of it was--- she said she knew everything about me LOL. What a joke. Normally I would have been asking what she knew but for some reason I plainly did not give a fuck. I blocked her.




So let's review. This woman who I connected with at first seemed wonderful. Someone so enlightened and ill at the same time, handling it the best way she could. Yes I even admired her at first. She also told me how she is a "lightworker" and never, ever judges. Even better! She offered to help me, and I took the offer. Then in time she proved herself to be anything but what she said she was. She basically told me to leave her alone, because she was too busy. She called me an attention seeker, "psychic vampire", and a pest. This is what she does after she promises to be a friend and to listen. And it's not like I bothered her all of the time. Wow. Some "lightworker". It may be true that she has all of these health issues. That I really don't doubt. But I highly doubt she is as "spiritually evolved" as she makes herself out to be. If anything she is a bitch with a serious case of narcissism. Maybe one day her ego is going to become so uncontrollable that it's gonna blow up in her face. What what would happen then?