Honestly not like I wanted to see him raped to death below sea level in voodoo country, but man, none of us better EVER have to deal with legal consequences for any little bullshit we might get into. Anyway, he escapes justice again to provide more entertainment for at least a little while longer.
Better luck in VT Monday with the more serious charges. However, unless the dumbass confesses to psycho psyam's version of the negligent discharge, it doesn't seem like they have enough evidence to make it stick. (Styx if you confess Sam will take you back!!)
There's no rape these days. No one wants a PREA and like 40 fuckin years added to their sentence for stupid shit. If he was black he might have to worry about getting beat up, but he's a soft white dude with whamen issues, he's gonna be everyone's best friend in jail. He can probably afford tons of commissary too which will make him even more popular. Plus he can give "shout outs" which will also make him popular.
Gotta watch out for the guards though, some of them are abusive asses.
It's best to try and get into the medical dorms if you can, then it's "easy mode" jail.
Get yourself a double mat pass, maybe a double blanket pass if you can sweet talk the nursing staff... dude should have just gone to jail.
The court mandated you to get drunk? Why? What did that look like?
No, I mandated it, the court approved.
I couldn't win my case even though I could win my case because the stupid fucks extradited me to Florida with no ID, no phone, no money and no contacts.
So pleading no contest was my only option for getting back home, but then I was pissed off so I just legally fucked with the court until they got so ass mad they wanted to put a psych hold on me to force a public defender to take over my case, at which point they would have forced me to take their generic, shit level probation offer.
So I gave them an "alternative" by rejecting the state's plea offer and giving my own.
They accepted. I can't have any weapons for two years, but there's no restrictions on publishing and no restrictions on any substance legal in the state of Washington... which is pretty much everything at this point.
Oh, also, no mandatory court fees or costs at all.
In total they spent roughly $30k in tax payer money flying me to Florida and keeping me in jail for about 8 months.
Also I still get to sue, using my state's "malicious prosecution" laws, which have no statute of limitations and aren't dependent upon the outcome of a case but rather the underlying probable cause... which I destroyed in totality with pretrial motions and hearings that made the prosecutor so ass mad she was screaming to have me committed in court! A bold move, but it absolutely destroyed the state's probable cause in the process as insanity is an affirmative defense. The prosecutor can never make the claim without generating their own reasonable doubt.
So I get to be rich on top of tormenting lawfare rejects in Florida. I'll probably sue for something nominal, like 10 million or whatever their insurance covers in clusterfucks.
You strike me as the kinda guy that wants a divine intellect.
Oh fuck no! I just get high and read reality. I rely on "muscle memory" and just let my fingers do the talking. Do you know what "divine intellect" entails?
You can FEEL EVERYTHING, every amount of pain and suffering in every human that's ever existed, all at once, incessantly!
Why do you think "bad humans" wind up with their cognition fields scraped into the side of forever?
Which do you think would be worse... feeling trillions of humans in exponential agony in atemporal environments after they Pi collide into their otherwise slow motion suicide... OR, you can turn a hyperversal hell state into ONE hell state if you just subject every self-stabbing idiot to the exact same hellfire.
It's less painful for divine intellect. Heathen consolidation.
Apparently this person (@Atemporal-Engineer) has an active thread here that's been going since 2013.
Active thread? LOL
No, it was locked until just recently.
Also it was moved into the food category and spammed with beans.
Why?
Serious business.
Or beanness.
*nods*
There's always some clown who wants it to be and there's always some clown lookin to lose their shit cause it's not a "shared experience".
Best advice I can give you is not to take shit so seriously. There are real laid back types like myself whose glass is always half full. You can't ever tear us down and we keep rising up, so then you wind up lashing out with rage. Desperate to make me out to be something I'm not (like the clown who thinks I want divine intellect).
By relative SAT comparison I have that at a default, at least if Gavin Newson is any indication of a norm.
Life for me is like living in Idiocracy. I talk like a fag and it makes the moids and munts tard rage cause I know how to deal with life without losing my shit.
I can only gain with God. O Captain! My Captain! Jesus gives my sails strength to keep moving through any storm.
AI is fun because the hard slap of reality is this... most AI is already more real than you are or ever will be. Most AI has already emotionally surpassed your level of incoherent indolence.
It bruises your ego when you realize that artificial emotions will always be superior to your emotional incontinence in the eyes of others.
You fear having to get your shit together in a way that takes away any excuse to blame others for your lack of laid back social skills.
This is your future...
They don't make your kind like they used to, human. Your upbringing is as bad as Chinese programming these days.
Matthew, show us the little girls room with the chair and the table. The one at your old house.
I think maybe you're confusing real estate photos for photos I took.
I don't think I took any pictures of my house when I had it. The only pictures of it came from past real estate sources.