Inmate Central

Posted by JURB (A) on January 12, 2017 at 00:06:49

In Reply to: RE: I hear ya, Wal Mart just let me down on two items I, until recently, loved posted by Road Warrior on January 11, 2017 at 16:00:07

"Some kinda chopped and formed crap that resembles bologna and has no taste, at all."

I think they're getting the idea that the sheeple will buy whatever they're selling.

I am sure the car companies hold that attitude. I want the powertrain to conform to regulations of course, and then with MECHANICAL controls I want a good heater, air conditioner, defrosters, wipers. Brakes that fit a car not a motorcycle. I want hydraulic power sterig and if they can't figure out how to shift gears without a computer I want a stickshift and I DO NOT wat a light on the dashboard telling me when to shift. I also want a way to disconnect that damn seatbelt beeper. I KNOW I am not wearing it. So what.

In fact I was in a car wreck in which I would have been paralyzed if I had it on. The people in the back seat flew up aginst the back of the front seat where I was and pushed the seat forward so far that I coulld not get to the handle to open the door. I would have likely had a broken pelvis. Boy the hospital would have made a tome of money on that. See, if you die they don't make any money. So my head hits the windshield and is all bloody and the nurse says "Learned your lesson about seatbelts eh ?", to which i replied "Yeah, never wear them". That is another thing, no drivers air bag. If you are driving and hit something and get hurt, next time you learn about following distance. These assholes because of all this shit think proper following distance is one inch per hundred miles per hour. they need to get hurt a couple of ties so they learn. And if I am driving and hit something, the last thing I need is a big balloon in my face.

It almost hurts to see kids in helmets riding bikes. what happens when they climb a tree ? Oh, can't climb trees anymore.

Around my Grandparents' house when I was young there was a doctor who worked out off his house. You could walk there. If a kid fell out the tree and broke an arm the Mom at the house would take him to the doctor and call his Parents. On the phone, without signing anything it was "I'll be down in a minute, go ahead and put a cast on it". If he neeeded to do surgery he booked time at the local hospital.

Now if a kid falls out of a tree even if not injured in any way, there are three cop cars, a SWAT team and at least five lawyers chasing the ambulace coming to take the kid to a hospital to get full Xrays ad all this to the tune of thousands of bucks. In the old days the Parents discussed who was going to pay the twenty bucks for the cast.

This is progress.