The incident unfolded Saturday in Chicago’s Old Irving Park neighborhood, where residents say federal agents disrupted a children’s Halloween parade
Shocking video shows a chaotic scene on a quiet Chicago street as Border Patrol agents in tactical gear drag a 67-year-old man from his car while children in Halloween costumes look on in horror.
According to his running club, the man, who is a U.S. citizen, was returning from a team run when agents pulled him out of his vehicle, tackled him to the ground and kneeled on top of him, allegedly breaking six ribs and causing internal bleeding.
The incident unfolded Saturday in the city’s Old Irving Park neighborhood, where residents say the agents disrupted a children’s Halloween parade amid an immigration enforcement operation.
I don’t have weak bones, I just live life like I mean it. If you don’t get an injury now and then, you ain’t having enough fun. I’m also a large, heavy, muscular guy, so I don’t tend to bounce, I tend to smash.
And what the fuck do you know about falling off the back of a truck anyway? You weren’t there. You can simply declare that I wasn’t injured by a five foot dead fall to the pavement? This is how it works - you fall on your side, your arm under your ribcage, and either your arm gives way, or your ribcage does (or your clavicle, which I’ve never broken, thankfully). The rib cage is weaker, so it flexes, and if it flexes enough it cracks. A five foot fall is more than enough to do it. I did it this year falling from a standing position. I was the one taking shallow breaths for 3 weeks, I know what’s up. It could be that I keep breaking them in the same spots, too, I don’t know, I haven’t kept track of the exact locations of my rib breaks.
I actually did shatter my humerus once, but that’s another story, and a pretty boring one, really. Lots of surgery and titanium hardware, that one will never break again, I’m essentially a cyborg now.
Oh yeah, I also broke a rib in a bike crash once, cuz I don’t ride like a pussy.
Lol. That legit made me laugh. If i were you i’d be wearing a bubble wrap suit because having a borked rib is the worst.
Keep on being awesome stranger.
Edit: Since you decided to add extra with your edit here is my edit:
Did you not read the downhill mountain biking part of my post? I’m talking 5 meter gap jumps and 3 meter high drops. I’m a big guy too. And I crash a lot on really gnarly stuff. But I learned how to fall when I was in the army, and I drink lots of milk to keep my bones strong. Even if you just learn how to fall properly you can reduce the amount of injuries you receive, although at 45 it might be hard to change those reactions. I learned how to fall long before my 40s so your mileage may vary.
I once had a friend and neighbour who was an aikido sensei. He was kind of an awkward dork, but magically calm and centered physically. One thing aikido is good at is endless fall training.
He once had a truck swerve toward him and his response had his motorcycle aiming at two older women on the sidewalk, so he cranked it hard into a hedge with a small wall behind it. He was going fast enough that it launched him off the bike and all the way across the yard to the front door of the house.
Naturally he executed a perfect roll and finished on his feet facing back at the old gals on the sidewalk before he knew what he was doing. He nodded politely and tried to keep his cool and a superhero aura for comedic effect despite being freaked out at flying around 30 feet or so, but it’s a good story about how training is bigger than you at times.
We saw someone on TV (maybe Shark Tank) who had invented some kind of motorcycle jacket with a built-in airbag, and my wife said I should wear one at all times.