Edi
My country is on fire..
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Saw it on the news yesterday, scenes of hell... I'm sorry.
Edi
Edi
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Why is it so goddamned hard to get little assholes like you to admit it when you fuck up? Is it pride? What gives you the right to have any pride?
–Darth Wong to vivftp
GOP message? Why don't they just come out of the closet: FASCISTS R' US –Patrick Degan
The GOP has a problem with anyone coming out of the closet. –18-till-I-die
Why is it so goddamned hard to get little assholes like you to admit it when you fuck up? Is it pride? What gives you the right to have any pride?
–Darth Wong to vivftp
GOP message? Why don't they just come out of the closet: FASCISTS R' US –Patrick Degan
The GOP has a problem with anyone coming out of the closet. –18-till-I-die
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Thunderfire
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Colonel Olrik wrote:click me
How many of those were started by idiots?
Jerry Orbach 1935 2004
Admiral Valdemar~You know you've fucked up when Wacky Races has more realistic looking vehicles than your own.
HOLY SHIT!
Sorry to hear that Olrik, I'll join you on your rampage against your government idiots after I finish killing all the news men over here who didn't report anything on this.
Sorry to hear that Olrik, I'll join you on your rampage against your government idiots after I finish killing all the news men over here who didn't report anything on this.
'After 9/11, it was "You're with us or your with the terrorists." Now its "You're with Straha or you support racism."' ' - The Romulan Republic
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
'You're a bully putting on an air of civility while saying that everything western and/or capitalistic must be bad, and a lot of other posters (loomer, Stas Bush, Gandalf) are also going along with it for their own personal reasons (Stas in particular is looking through rose colored glasses)' - Darth Yan
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Xenophobe3691
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I see a whole bunch of vamp...I mean representatives who sure as hell won't be representing the people for long...
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Olrik, I've been in your shoes, watching as fire slowly creeps down the hill in a thin red line miles long, while local people work 18 hrs a day trying to build firebreaks, only to watch the wind jump the fire behind them. Specially rigged cargo planes were borrowed from the Natl. Guard, and I'd watch them fly over to dump water and fire retardant over the burning mountains.. and in comparison to the mountain and the fire, the planes seemed no bigger than micromachine toys.
Driving a car meant turning on your headlights... at noon. Truckers driving would call over the CB, asking why there was so much fog... only to be informed to roll down their windows and smell the smoke. At night, wherever you looked, there were dark red scribbles over the mountains, like a neon marker shakily drawn on black paper.
Some arsonists were caught in the act, or just after, and fined. Two fires were started simply by coal trains passing by dry tinder, sparks falling, starting fires that burned up the mountainside and across the top to meet with others. Some of these meetings burnt each other out. Others joined, spreading even faster.
Luckily, no one was killed that Fire Season, although my father was put into the hospital immediately afterwards. Mild heart-attack from overwork. See, he was the Ranger in Charge of fire prevention in the county, and during that hellish week I saw him only twice, when I was taking my turn cooking for the firefighters gathering at the local volunteer Fire House. He was traveling between ten Fire Stations, each one a central hub for directing attacks on the fires that burned 75% of the county, and 50% of the State that year.
That was 1987.
In 1997, when my father passed away, the mountains he'd fought to save were once again covered with trees, with falcons and hawks soaring over the rivers and ridges. Today, very few scars are visible, as Nature has renewed the mountains with young trees that tower high over the mountain laurel thickets.
Fire kills and destroys the forest, leaving behind polluted streams, dead animals, and skeletal trees. Yet fire also removes overgrown thickets, opening clearings in the midst of dense tree growth, and awakens slumbering seedlings hidden under years/decades of shed leaves. Within a year, grass and plants that like open sunlight will turn the char green, luring deer and grouse. Within five years, the young seedling trees are reaching for the sky, crowding and jostling for the best sunlight, while robins, cardinals, and orioles sing and nest. Within ten years, plants that grow best in shady areas, under forest canopies, are taking over the forest floor once again, home to the secretive fox, skunk, and possum.
Olrik... I know it's hard to see your home burn, the places you played gone... yet they will return in time to glory. I wish you could talk to my father, who fought fires for 40 years, and lived to see the char of the worst fire season of his life come back to bloom. He'd understand you far better than anyone. He was a FireFighter.
Driving a car meant turning on your headlights... at noon. Truckers driving would call over the CB, asking why there was so much fog... only to be informed to roll down their windows and smell the smoke. At night, wherever you looked, there were dark red scribbles over the mountains, like a neon marker shakily drawn on black paper.
Some arsonists were caught in the act, or just after, and fined. Two fires were started simply by coal trains passing by dry tinder, sparks falling, starting fires that burned up the mountainside and across the top to meet with others. Some of these meetings burnt each other out. Others joined, spreading even faster.
Luckily, no one was killed that Fire Season, although my father was put into the hospital immediately afterwards. Mild heart-attack from overwork. See, he was the Ranger in Charge of fire prevention in the county, and during that hellish week I saw him only twice, when I was taking my turn cooking for the firefighters gathering at the local volunteer Fire House. He was traveling between ten Fire Stations, each one a central hub for directing attacks on the fires that burned 75% of the county, and 50% of the State that year.
That was 1987.
In 1997, when my father passed away, the mountains he'd fought to save were once again covered with trees, with falcons and hawks soaring over the rivers and ridges. Today, very few scars are visible, as Nature has renewed the mountains with young trees that tower high over the mountain laurel thickets.
Fire kills and destroys the forest, leaving behind polluted streams, dead animals, and skeletal trees. Yet fire also removes overgrown thickets, opening clearings in the midst of dense tree growth, and awakens slumbering seedlings hidden under years/decades of shed leaves. Within a year, grass and plants that like open sunlight will turn the char green, luring deer and grouse. Within five years, the young seedling trees are reaching for the sky, crowding and jostling for the best sunlight, while robins, cardinals, and orioles sing and nest. Within ten years, plants that grow best in shady areas, under forest canopies, are taking over the forest floor once again, home to the secretive fox, skunk, and possum.
Olrik... I know it's hard to see your home burn, the places you played gone... yet they will return in time to glory. I wish you could talk to my father, who fought fires for 40 years, and lived to see the char of the worst fire season of his life come back to bloom. He'd understand you far better than anyone. He was a FireFighter.
Me: Nope, that's why I have you around to tell me.
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