July is the longest month for mini-rants

I know that anti-vaxxers have been pitted to the lowest depths of the Pit, but I had to get off Facebook and come here for fear my head would explode.

http://www.doh.wa.gov/Newsroom/2015NewsReleases/15119WAMeaslesRelatedDeath

People are so stupid and selfish. Everyone’s saying “But her immune system was compromised!!” not recognizing that vaccines are also necessary for everyone to protect the immune-compromised. Fucking mouth breathers.

That guy could do so much better, for so many reasons.

Oh don’t worry. Dr. Bob to the rescue! Read the post and weep. Then read the comments and weep some more.

My 14-year-old daughter just received her HPV vaccine. Her dad (my ex) and I discussed it beforehand - not because I was going to cancel the immunization if he didn’t like the notion, but because he’s her dad, and I try to discuss stuff with him. Even though he’s a middle-aged guy with a teen daughter, and doesn’t like to contemplate the idea that she might someday be a mature, sexually active woman, he agreed with my reasoning: sex, whether tomorrow or someday in the distant future, shouldn’t kill people.

The ex’s wife, however, has lost whatever tiny mind she ever had. According to her, I’ve just figuratively signed a permission slip for Girl 2.0 to go out and become the town whore. (Please insert an old school “Jane, you ignorant slut” joke here.) I do apologize for offending her stupid ass, but I’m sorry: I watched my best friend fight cervical cancer to a draw 23 years ago - not a win, because she’s still dealing with the side effects of her treatment, and because the cancer has now resurfaced, and because a woman I love, who desperately wanted to be a mother and would have been a damned good one never had that opportunity. Another of my high school classmates is a 17-year survivor of cervical cancer. She has one very cherished child, but never had the chance to have the others she wanted. I flatly refuse to leave my child at risk of a painful, protracted death, or of a horrible treatment protocol, or of never having the choice to reproduce, because some ignorant bitch thinks that a simple, tested vaccine might give my child the “wrong” idea.

You totally did the right thing.

I don’t think ex-wife will budge but you might want to send her the following article. As Dr. Paul Offit points out, a study shows that kids aren’t exactly going to use this a license to have sex:

A friend’s sister had a hysterectomy from HPV at 32. Our country’s failure to embrace this vaccine is a national disgrace. The Aussies have done so and reaped the benefits.

Heh. The stepmonster is gonna be really pissed that, now that our insurance will cover it, my teenage son is scheduled to receive the HPV vaccine next week when he gets his menigococcal vaccination. And I don’t especially care what that silly woman thinks, except that she and my ex have a son and daughter of their own. Are her children going to be left at risk for totally preventable illnesses because she’s an idiot? Probably. And I hate that.

Very much-more-minor rant: I’m a little tired of answering people’s assumption that every government agency, every state, every country, offers the same kind of benefits to employees. I truly wish my own state offered comprehensive income protection and medical coverage for first responders who are injured in the line of duty. That would be so much more excellent than going broke, or begging for help. Unfortunately, some folks seem to assume that, since their own states/cities/counties/countries offer reasonable, sane protections for employees, that mine also does, and therefore, I’m scamming people and enriching myself by asking for help. I hate to even complain, because most people are beyond nice, but for those who have accused me/us of scamming the general public? Fuck you. If you don’t believe my story, if you don’t want to help? That’s absolutely fine. I don’t expect anything, and am abjectly grateful for what we have and the help we’ve received. But calling me a liar, accusing me of taking advantage? May you get fleas in your carpet. May the bird of paradise fly up your nose*, etc.

*If you recognize the reference and can quote the next line(s), congratulations on surviving to be an old fart like me! :stuck_out_tongue:

I have to say that if you have been running a scam for 3 and 1/2 years just to get 6 grand, you are doing a really bad job of scamming people, Lacunae Matata.

May I mention the 19 dead hotshots in Prescott who’s families had to sue to get death benefits?

Or my Tony who is 100% disabled because he never got over what happened in Vietnam? It took a lawyer over 3 years to just get Tony into the system.

Your Tony WANTS to go back to work. He needs medical care to be able to do that.

I have never once doubted your story, and I’m glad that you are able to do fun things like pay your bills in advance and thrilling things like buying clearance clothes for your kids.

I’m very willing to bet that the only money you have spent on yourself is for gas to be able to splurge.

Grumbles. And I was just coming in to rant about my new car CD player eating a LIBRARY CD a day after the player was installed. This is the third LIBRARY CD that our vehicles have eaten, but at least this time I can take it back to the player installer right away. Except that I can’t because they are closed tomorrow and won’t be able to fix it until next Saturday. The LIBRARY audiobook is due in the middle of the week and I’m going to start racking up fines…a whole 25 cents a day…until I get this fixed.

I know, right? I’d like to think that I could come up with something better/more lucrative, if scamming were my goal!

And the paltry, minimal amount of “benefits” those families received! (I know that the suit was more about protecting other firefighters in the future. The actual dollar amounts were nigh to insulting to the memories of 19 people whose lives were lost, in my opinion.)

Oy, the VA. Two years ago, nearly fifty years after his service ended, and nearly two decades after his open heart surgery, the VA finally approved my father-in-law’s Agent Orange claim. My own father died long before the VA admitted that AO was any more harmful than Chanel No. 5, much less that it had been tested in Panama, where Daddy served from '61 to '63, and was then sprayed on rights of way by Georgia Power in 1964. (Daddy was a telephone lineman for Southern Bell, now BellSouth, installing phone lines on those same rights of way, from 1964 until his death from non-Hodgkins lymphoma in 1978, at age 35.) But my father was denied any VA healthcare benefits at all, because his service wasn’t considered wartime, and his death came long before anyone admitted that there was anything amiss…

Yep, definitely the long con! (And no, I haven’t really splurged on gas - my shopping has been on line, with free shipping! But I did splurge and buy Pizza!Pizza! for the kids tonight - $25 at Little Caesar’s made them happy, and I didn’t have to cook…)

Dang, you have the worst luck with audiobooks! Have your CD players been taking notes from Charlie Brown’s kite eating tree? :smiley:

sigh

Gamer buddy posts this thing on his FB page about how he doesn’t care if you’re black or gay or whatever, just stop rubbing it in his face already. “Shut up! I don’t care!”

I kinda want to ask why he wants them to shut up if he actually doesn’t care?

Then of course, he immediately posts that stupid assed thing about being mad about the confederate flag being banned because it offends people, when the gay pride flag offends him.

Again, why are you offended by something you claim not to care about?

Then the charm, posting a thing about straight pride and asking why anyone is offended by it. Son, that would be because a 90% majority doesn’t need to be holding pride rallies. History is not just something that repeats on it’s own.

If we didn’t have HPV, how would the Holier-Than-Thou know which sluts to shame?

I’m on day 4 of my stiff neck. I’d love to be able to turn my head to the right someday.

I have a buddy who is a physical therapist. When my neck (cervical disc) flares up, a few treatments with heat/massage/traction gets me back on track.

Mono is a lot better for that, since it shows on your lips.

I don’t know about burlap, but you can make some damn fine looking clothes out of duct tape.

As for my rant, to hell with my feet. Since I started working in a warehouse, they always hurt. I go to bed with them aching, I wake up with them aching. I took 11 days off recently, and even though I wasn’t working and wasn’t walking that much, they still hurt the entire time.

I guess that’s what happens when you walk anywhere from 8 to 15 miles a day several times a week.

Replacing the sketch logo with the photo logo would be worth a full blown pitting. JcWoman I love anyone who helps dogs, but you’re messing in areas that are totally outside your expertise – thank ghod your compatriots had better taste.

“Hilariously bland” is a decent description of logo no. 2. The photo is from the 1950s, the font (Arial, I think) is 1990s, the inspiration is non-existent. I could nit-pick the sketch logo, but it is expertly rendered, fun, memorable and you’re lucky that a skilled, knowledgeable person created it for your organization.

More Branded from 27bslash6.

One of my co-workers, Miss Iam, brought in one of those rice-filled microwaveable heating pad for our AGM who threw his back out. I tried it for a few minutes and it really helped. Only thing is I don’t have a microwave, so I’ll have to hunt down an electric one.

Wait. I have a chair massager at home that my dad gave me. A heated one. Note to self: dig through closet and find that when you get home today.

Check your local Goodwill store; you may be able to find a fully-functional one for under $30.00.

I often find my head aching if I pull it too tight.

I had mono in high school - I never had anything on my lips. Maybe I just got lucky.

I’m thinking she meant herpes. When I had mono it mostly just made me sleep a lot.

Attention, Burger King:

When I order a burger with “only ketchup”, it does not mean “extra ketchup”. And it definitely doesn’t mean “pour on half a bottle”.

That is all.