Hey - 1300! A good time to sign orf! And I'd better do the same. Don't hit the sauce too hard - it hits back, you know...

S400 out!

This thread was a trip.

I found it late, but was looking at Troggie's registered date as though it was the post date, and assuming that this was a 2 year old thread that had been bumped, so the ipod nano reference gave me a nasty precognition-assuming turn for a moment...

So Trogdor=butt sweat/ipods?
Xmas is now complete.

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Originally posted by Trogdor:
~~~ Might have turned into The League of Assassins hotline instead! ~~~

Might have made a better World!

Ya never know!

Too late now. Not enough depressed people to take out all the assholes. Not onna one-to-one basis anyway.

Nah; the depressed are good at random violence, but not so good at targeted violence, unless it's against loved ones.

~~~ Nah; the depressed are good at random violence, but not so good at targeted violence, unless it's against loved ones. ~~~

How do we know? They've never been recruited!

Besides, I'm not so much talking about general depression as I am self-destructiveness... a continuum with kids who cut themselves and burn themselves with cigarettes on one end and suicide on the other. Not all suicides are depressed. Some are just curious.

I used to get suicidal thoughts that had nothing to do with depression. It was just an odd compulsion (way odd, eh?).

It's no longer a problem. When it resurfaces, I think of killing some other motherfucker (not that I do that either). It works!

~~~ So Trogdor=butt sweat/ipods? ~~~

It's got potential metaphorically, specifically as a simile.

"It had rained the night before. As the Sun rose, moisture glistened on the leaves like butt-sweat on an IPod."

Kids these days don't get out much. They need descriptions they can relate to.
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I used to get suicidal thoughts that had nothing to do with depression. It was just an odd compulsion (way odd, eh?).

I know that feeling. There was a three or four year period where I was scared to get on a plane because one time I had this VERY VERY strong compulsion to open the bulkhead door. It was CALLING to me. It would have been so eeeeaaasy...

This is why it is good not to be telepathic.

I think about this just for the tiniest moment when I look at whomever is seated next to the exit when I get on a plane. After all, if it flashed through my mind it must pass through everyone else's, right? Right?

And I was on a transatlantic flight last year when some parent [it was about four hours in and they were probably running out of ideas] let their toddler try to climb up on the door, using the handle to pull herself up.

–You might not want to let her do that, I said.

~~~ It was CALLING to me. It would have been so eeeeaaasy ~~~

Could be similar to Tourette's, although, thankfully, it IS just a compulsion and rarely (one would hope) results in action.

I think guys who run on the field during sporting events are sometimes the result of this. They note that is only a six foot drop at the end of the tunnel at the bottom of the stands.

"I could get past those guards. Easy."

~~~ –You might not want to let her do that, I said. ~~~

"Why? Why shouldn't you let her do that? Because this might happen! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

I think that was one of my favourite bits in FIGHT CLUB, the plane coming apart in midair - a kind of yes, these are my people moment.
Some people feel that way watching FRIENDS, but I...

Apparently it's virtually impossible to open the door inflight due to the pressure differential between inside and outside and the way the doors work - several tonnes of pressure is required.

I learned this reading a story about a Frenchwoman flying from Singapore to Brisbane (I think) who mixed her sleeping pills and alcohol, then decided she wanted to step outside the plane for a smoke mid-flight.

Bingo, Bravus. I've always wondered why the myth of the easily-opened-inflight door has lasted so long.

juat a guess

Perhaps because IT'S A DOOR. With a BIG RED HANDLE that says 'emergency exit' on it?

Logic doesn't have anything to do with it! Everyone knows planes are much too heavy to fly anyway without all the passengers concentrating really really hard at take off.

Bingo, Sentinel. I've always wondered why the myth of jet propulsion has lasted so long.

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Originally posted by Sentinel400:
I ran a suicide prevention hotline in college 25 years ago. Never thought of that as a technique.
Just as well. Might have turned into The League of Assassins hotline instead!

there is a story in that, i'm certin of it

RSS 4 LYFE YO

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...this VERY VERY strong compulsion to open the bulkhead door...

Or hold a hammer, shiny and gleaming, hovering over that-very-important-thing. Or holding that other very-valuable-item you pawned your soul over, and dangle it on your palm, out of a moving car's window. Or enacting a vigil, with the soothing sounds of breathing as soundtrack...

Being self-destructive like that can be liberating.
The alternatives can be far more subtle games the mind plays.
The subconscious can be a very vicious monster.