Discussion in 'Human Science' started by R1D2, Nov 11, 2012.
Thats a great point.
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Daimler-Benz and Volvo send a team of forensic engineers to every fatal crash involving one of their vehicles in their native countries (and probably a couple of cooperative ones nearby too). The families of the victims are willing to let them do this because they do not report their findings to the police, family, or anyone else. They just use the data to try to build safer cars.
They discovered that the vast majority of fatal single-car crashes are most probably suicides. A sober driver going 120mph down the autobahn, crashing perfectly centered head-on into a concrete post?
Those Germans and Swedes are apparently more careful to not take anybody down with them than Americans are.
People who jump off of overpasses into traffic could cause a massive chain-reaction collision with many injuries and perhaps a fatality or two.
The long and short of it, as I don't feel the need to divulge my life story here, is that I tried eight times to commit suicide, some more practical than others. From taking everything in the medicine cabinet to attempting to run out in front of a Semi truck to finally trying to shoot myself with my father's .357... and before you ask, yes, I put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger... six times. It wouldn't fire. I got pissed and threw the gun at the ground and it went off, blowing a hole in the cabinet. Picked it up and fired the other five rounds down the end of our yard.
Suffice it to say, the gun was my last attempt... and it also opened my eyes to a simple fact - I couldn't die just yet. I had something to do before I did. It helped pull me out of that depression... call it what you will, but I like to think I was spared as an act of providence so I would live long enough to meet my wife.
this was mod queue food
No disrespect to you intended, and I suspect that there are people in your life today that weren't in your life back then, that feel they have benefited from knowing you in some way, but how the hell did this thread go from being about evil people to being about the nuances of failed suicide attempts. I'm not trying to be insensitive, it comes naturally for me, maybe I am evil, but seriously, how is this on topic?
Anyone actively engaged in working for what they perceive as being the greater good.
Either that, or you're simply incompetent.
Gustav's last and most outrageous violation of the rules of this website before he was, at long last, permanently banned, was to tell one of the members to kill himself.
This naturally gave way to a discussion of suicide, to show why only an evil person would have said that. The recent posts also illustrate the corollary that one last act of suicide may be evil in itself, for the irreversible damage it usually does to loved ones left behind. Or even total strangers, in the case of the people in Washington DC who jump in front of subway trains, scarring the drivers forever so that some of them cannot ever bring themselves to return to work.
How would you feel if every day when you start doing your job as a gizmo inspector or a framistat technician, you relive the scene of a person crashing to his death against your machine while you frantically try to bring it to a screeching halt in three seconds?
The Metro system is trying to figure out how to start a campaign to make people stop killing themselves this way. I have suggested putting up posters showing a little boy or girl saying, "Please, Mister. Don't make my Mommy a killer."
Back home in California some guy calmly stepped off the curb in front of a lumber truck--they have about as much inertia as a train. You can't help feeling sympathy for someone who was so despondent that he decided to die. But geeze, that poor driver. He was just trying to make living so he could support his family. The guy who killed himself is dead and gone. But that driver has to live with this memory etched into his retina for the rest of his life.
I feel sorry for people that let things they have no control over bother them in a very detrimental way. I wouldn't enjoy that type of event, but on the other hand I wouldn't lose much sleep over it either. But an example of how suicide can be very evil is; In high school I knew a girl who found her dad dead in the garage with his brains scattered around by a shotgun blast through the mouth. She said she was 10 when it happened and she didn't seem to be very weird because of it, but then she could have been hiding a lot of stuff I never saw. I can only imagine how I would have felt in that same situation at age 10.
I think it's a combination of the way we're wired and the experiences of childhood, that largely determines whether we have that kind of "control" over how deeply traumatic events "bother" us.
People who are raised on farms and similar situations, where they grow up seeing non-human animals being disassembled and become familiar with the sight of soft tissue, are probably more likely to be a little less shocked by the discovery that humans, too, are nothing more than giant slabs of meat with the ability to walk and talk.
That said, even though my parents ran a chicken farm when I was 9-12YO, and I saw plenty of chickens being dismantled, I still get the creeps when I see dead humans, even when they're carefully rebuilt by morticians to look better than they ever did in real life. I never look in caskets anymore. I'm not sure how I'd react if I unexpectedly came across a corpse with significant traumatic damage.
Some of you may have read my post about the last time I looked in a casket. I had a Vietnamese friend who had been working in an office in the USA for 15 years and his skin was about as light as mine. But the mortician wanted him to look young and robust--like Vietnamese people looked back home when they spent all their time outside in the tropical sun raising food. This guy was darker than the president of Sierra Leone! It didn't look like him at all and I thought I had wandered into the wrong funeral. I started to walk out before I realized I was staring at his wife and family, who thought I was crazy.
Never again. I'd rather remember people the way they looked when they were alive.
*shrugs* Admittedly, it is difficult to screw up pulling a trigger with a revolver leveled at your own head
Well obviously the firing mechanism had jammed and when you slammed it to the ground, the impact unjammed it. Maybe Marquis was referring to the fact that you then proceeded to waste the 5 remaining bullets as incompetence. I am not agreeing, only speculating as to what he was referring to as incompetence.
I can say with certainty that the firing mechanism was not jammed - being a revolver there is very few ways for the gun to "go wrong" so to speak - jamming one is... well, you manage that and you've done something quite special.
Yeah, that would be great, except everyone has to make a living. The closest I come to it is giving a pack of smokes to the homeless guy on the street corner.
If the firing mechanism wasn't jammed, what do you think the reason it did not fire was? Bad bullets?
Not actually pulling the trigger, but merely thinking it was pulled.
I think he just didn't really want to die. Those who do, succeed.
I was so suicidal once at the at the age of 16 I didn't even have to do anything to myself. I was willing myself dead. My internal organs were shutting down for no apparent reason and the doctors didn't know what to tell my mom. I had no infections, no fevers. But my liver had almost completely stopped and my kidneys weren't far behind. My eyes had glued themselves shut, I had jaundice, hadn't eaten in a weak, could barely sip water,hadn't used the bathroom in days, and hadn't been out of bed for 2 weeks, and had slept for 4 days straight when my mom took me to the hospital. They said there was nothing wrong with me that they could fix and suggested that they admit me but she had no insurance at the time so they didn't push it. I smelled like rigor mortis.
psychopaths are more than killing another person , they are also within society without killing balatantly
did you not read some of the studies on the site given ?
Nice generalization there, trying to imprint that being a soldier or having any relation to any branch of the military equates to being nothing more than a cold-hearted murder that has no remorse or guilt over the actions committed while following the orders of a institution created and managed by our government. If these so called “barbaric cavemen” are so heartless then why do we have conditions of PTSD, suicide in returning soldiers? Your moral philosophy is yours; it simply cannot be applied for the thousands of others who chose to live differently or are committed to a cause bigger than themselves…even if it means having to take lives to protect their own lives or the lives of others. War is a barbaric part of our history and it has been fought for reasons that are as varied as the weapons used to fight them. You can hate the war, you can hate the bloodshed but you should never hate the soldier. You see two sides of “serial killers” I see two groups of men being ordered by two countries to fight the battles of politicians. “The old start the wars but it is the young who fight them” These men and women are as human as you and me.
S.P. Thank you for your comments. I had a chain of command. And I may have been given orders, like many others. But if I did not agree with certain orders I could in a tactful way question them to my chain of command. Especially if it was unethical. An example is a sgt. Smith says pvt jones shoot that person. If that person is unarmed and poses no threats. They could possibly both get a death penalty. Or time in fort levenworth. We are bound by military laws. An there are MP's which are cops. There is C.I.D. A investigating cop branch which is kinda secretive. I know even less about that type. But there are military jails. And most everything in combat solders do these days. I am under heavy assumption its investigated. If a hummer is lost or a solders shot. Command wants to know why, and "command" has to have an explanation on why there is a need for a replacement. In my basic training. I recall POW camps we trained with to familiar our selves with. And the camps we americans ran were supposed to be "safe and fair". There have been friendly fire deaths. And those deaths they found out who the most likely culprit is. What they did to them I have not heard.
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