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by: greeneyes

We hear about it, say "Wow, that's horrible," pause for a brief moment, and continue on.  "So what are your plans for the weekend?"

I think it's a defense mechanism.  Some sort of innate survival technique...not necessarily something our ancestors thousands of years ago needed, but something we've developed over the last couple hundred years as a way to make it through the day, and the night, and into the next day.  Because if we don't have that mechanism, if we don't deal with it the way we have been dealing with it, I have a hard time envisioning a humanity that could survive.  And if humanity did survive, what sort of humanity would it be?  I can't help but think it would be one I would not necessarily want to be a part of.

As I started my drive home from work this afternoon, I turned the radio to NPR, as I often do.  Yesterday I learned about a 6-week course for members of the military who want to become (almost) forensic anthropologists to identify causes of death and body parts of those killed overseas.  A while back I heard an interview with an author who said that depression is a natural state of mind, and prescribing so many anti-depressants is actually doing a disservice to everybody because so much good can come from depressed minds, not to mention the fact that you can't fully appreciate the good times without suffering through the bad times (this is hugely oversimplified, but the author has an excellent point).

Today it was about the earthquake in China.
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by: rustymadgal (again, but this time as a private citizen)

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! I pulled it off somehow. Could be the Mo'jinx, you know how when you mention something in your blog or in the many behind the scenes Momails or chats and it happens in real life?

There I was yesterday posting and wallowing in the Trailer Parks biggest pity party about my inability for the first time ever to get a job and all the shit the man makes you go through just to apply for the privilege of being turned down.

This morning started out no differently. Got up, hiked with Cavedog and emailed a few evil HRs for jobs I had applied for and heard nothing from. At this point I have nothing to lose so I wrote one HR that I saw the position frequently in the classifieds and promised not to be worse than any of the past people he had hired.

I also applied for a few more jobs online like they wanted and took the most insane personality test ever. Those questions can usually try to be tricky and sometimes the choices they give for answers dont fit but one test section made me pick between two choices.

I would rather

have marshmallow fluff stuffed in my ears or w$#k with someone sloppy and lazy

smell something awful or have one task to accomplish all day

be probed by aliens or fall down the stairs

I have no idea what they wanted, maybe that was the drug test.

After that the dark clouds blew in and we had our first rain in over two months. I drove around in my crappy economy car with the dried out wipers smearing pine sap all over the windshield picking up more and more applications.
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