

You are incorrect when it comes to the United Stares. There is a varying period of time you have to go without seizures, but you are not permanently barred from driving.


You are incorrect when it comes to the United Stares. There is a varying period of time you have to go without seizures, but you are not permanently barred from driving.


It’s state by state. Some states don’t make physicians report, so there’s not necessarily enforcement. I waited the six months after my seizures, but there wasn’t really any mechanism by which a cop would have known if I hadn’t.


I really need things to be habeñero level at least. Sometimes I’ve gotten a grinder of dried ghost chiles to get things up to snuff.


Imagine - this isn’t really going to affect the guys ability to survive. Maybe he won’t be able to afford a second yacht or something, but he’ll still make unfathomably more than most of us will ever make, despite being a fucking moron and a cruel person. There is no meritocracy in the C-suite.


From elsewhere, I’ve heard she’ll be fully vested in congressional retirement at the exact date she’s resigning.


There’s a difference between an LPN, an RN, etc. Some nurses do have doctorates, which yeah, might be about the same amount of education that a doctor typically gets.
There’s a perception that nurses are “lesser” than doctors - but nursing is fundamentally a different skill set.


I suspect this is going on in some Oklahoma school districts - I believe that some districts are actively trying to hire uncertified candidates. There is a drastic shortage, but many districts are surprisingly “choosy” - almost intentionally seeking the ability to claim they couldn’t find someone so they can “emergency certify” someone who won’t question orders/join unions.
There’s just something off, and the state is corrupt as all hell.


Hiring based on merit?

Inspiration for the Pokémon Goldduck. I learned about these from the Pokédex entry.


Look at local news comment sections of Facebook.
People like that he’s a garbage human being. Everyone is like a twelve year old now, they like seeing the bully/strongman shit on people.


I’m certified in special education and spent two hours of my day today teaching an adult how to do subtraction. I’ve worked with kids with Down syndrome. I entirely believe that it would be possible for 95% of students, if given the appropriate support, to learn how to take a simple derivative and have some vague understanding of what they did. It just takes visuals, good use of real world examples and metaphor, and patience.


The industry is a black pit of hell. It’s amazing, daycares are be regulated, have accreditations, oversight, mandatory reporting laws…but not these places. All you seem to need is a facility.
They fuck you up in an indelible way. It gives you an immediate distrust for most advice/mental health care/institutions. It gives you permanent issues with self esteem. People also assume that you must have deserved it somehow, that kids only get sent to these places for some kind of “tough love.” You get the life long “this person is crazy; you don’t have to believe them when they say they are being exploited” tag.


It’s not uncommon to have a sneeze reflex when aroused.


That hospital – once the home of a Scottish shipping magnate – would be her home for a month in April 1958, after a judge ordered the then-16-year-old to undergo treatment for “disobedient” behaviour.
Even when these facilities aren’t being used by the CIA to experiment, they are already torture facilities.
The US has an entire cottage industry of “troubled teen” treatment programs which are essentially completely unregulated. No requirements on accreditation, no requirements that staff have any sort of training, no requirements that the care offered be evidence-based. Children are raped and die at these places and it is covered up. Parents can essentially sign away all of their children’s rights.


With the “Micheal Obama” shit, they have two specific missing children’s cases that they claim Malia and Sasha secretly are. It’s ghoulish.


I found out my mom had spent three decades of my life lying about who my biological father was.
She has always spun some romantic bullshit story about a specific guy. Like I’m talking there was a whole ass story of her life leading up to my conception that she liked to tell me. A pretty fucked up story - she was a teenager, this guy was in his twenties. But still, a mostly normal and consensual story barring the statuary aspect, not at all shocking where we live. He knocks her up, chickens out immediately, dumps her, etc. There was even a cathartic story about her being a then abandoned pregnant Sonic carhop, discovering the guy as a customer and throwing fries at his face. She describes my eyes and hair as his.
I reach out to the guy as a teenager with help from family, who keep track of this guy throughout the years in case I’d want to ever make connection. I reach out, he denies that he’s my father. Well, sucks, but nothing too unexpected.
As a lark, I get genetics testing kit one year. It’s on Amazon prime (back when that was a good deal and back before I realized how problematic that giving my DNA to a random company.)
I take the test. A woman reaches out. My aunt. And she’s not the sister of my “father.”
My biological father was a different adult man (mid twenties) who raped a teenager he met at a party. Even told me to my face that he hadn’t been interested in her, but more in her older sister.
When I confronted her with this. It was a non reaction. It was “oh.” She’s told so many lies throughout her life, but this was finally the one she couldn’t bullshit her way out of. She lied to me for thirty years, and unlike any other lie she’s told, there‘s no “oh you’re just remembering it differently” or “I didn’t really mean that.”
The most difficult thing is that maybe it was traumatic for her. Maybe it was violent. I’ve met him twice, and neither experience was really pleasant. He has a history. Maybe she did block it out, repress it in that Freudian way and did convince herself that some guy she had a crush on and her had some secret little trust. Realizing maybe the hell of my childhood had an explanation - that she was trying to punish me, that she hated me as a symbol of rape. Can I forgive her for that?
It’s just such a complicated and difficult thing to wrap my head around. Nothing about her as a person has ever made any sense.


Did judge Ellis get hit in the head by a rock this morning? Maybe she needs to see what that’s like before she gives an order like that.
If anyone else said that, it would be considered a threat and the fucking hammer of law would be dropped on them.


I was showing a student the Collatz conjecture last week. It would be a nice way to enter the millionaire class.
When I had them, they were very sudden. I didn’t have auras or anything.
It was very odd. The first one I had I didn’t realize was a seizure - I was out working on a farm and woke up very confused and missing my glasses. It wasn’t until I had one in front of my ex husband, and woke up fighting firefighters, that I figured out what was going on.
So yeah, wouldn’t have warnings if I was driving. I’d honestly be happy to never drive again if I didn’t live in a place where that was impossible - I haven’t had one in years and think I figured out why I was having them, but it is scary knowing that there is some trigger that could hit me out of nowhere.