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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: Sandman on May 23, 2004, 09:33:36 PM
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http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=514&u=/ap/20040524/ap_on_re_mi_ea/iraq_violent_deaths_5
The toll translates into an annual homicide rate of about 76 killings for every 100,000 people.
Udie? You still planning on going East for work?
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BAH!
Weeenies!
as the saying goes...
I LOVE NY!
I venture there along with my friends nearly every weekend in the summer. Late at night, 2-3am and no troubles, ever. We did have some crack head or something try to follow us home once tho. Dipped down into a subway and skurried off :D
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New York is Disneyland.
Got the bejeesus scared out of me in Vermont (it's true), but outta everywhere, Louisiana takes the cake. That place is hardcore.
I didn't really understand the post, but I think NYC was beside the point. Sand - you saying that Udie is thinking about becoming one of them contracters?
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IIRC, Udie was talking about going to Afghanistan or Iraq... don't remember which.
WRT NYC:
By comparison, Bogota, Colombia, reported 39 homicides per 100,000 people in 2002, while New York City had about 7.5 per 100,000 last year.
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7.5 per 100,000 would make it one of the safer large cities in America.
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It is one of the safest large cities in the world.
NYC is not what it was 20 years ago.
pffft, I live here...can walk the streets anytime I want.
You stay out of the wrong neighborhoods, like any city on earth, and your fine.
Don't believe the Hype.
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We're talking about the island? I never did manage to find any of those bad neighborhoods.
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The Island of Manhatten?
Long Island?
Staten Island?
They've all got bad areas.
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By NYC I would assume he's talking about the island of Manhatten. It's prolly got bad areas... I just didn't see any. And for some of the time I lived on the edge of Harlem. Partied in the lower East side. Hell's kitchen wasn't. And Alphabet City was just a few lettered streets. I'm thinking ya gotta travel way north to see any trouble. But then, nothing's up there anyways.
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Originally posted by Nash
We're talking about the island? I never did manage to find any of those bad neighborhoods.
Which years did you live in NYC?
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The Guiliani years. :)
He may be one of them confused Republican types, but he sure as hell cleaned that place up.
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Originally posted by Nash
The Guiliani years. :)
Thought so. :)
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Originally posted by Nash
New York is Disneyland.
Have NEVER had a proble in NY worht mentioning... and used to go there atleast twice a month during college....
Originally posted by Nash
Got the bejeesus scared out of me in Vermont(it's true),[/B]
Where exactly did you have the problem... I grew up there... maybe me or my brother did that to you... I apologise in advance!
Originally posted by Nash
but outta everywhere, Louisiana takes the cake. That place is hardcore.
Damn... you aren't fooling.. stay on the main routes in teh french district.. especially after dark... and DO NOT answer calls for help from alleys at 2am+... you'll die...
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Originally posted by Bodhi
Where exactly did you have the problem... I grew up there... maybe me or my brother did that to you... I apologise in advance!
Manchester.
If it was your brother... tell him he and his two buds are pretty cocky with a rifle. :D
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Originally posted by Nash
Manchester.
If it was your brother... tell him he and his two buds are pretty cocky with a rifle. :D
Tyler is... well you and I have discussed this... would have never pulled a gun on you ever... unless you tried first :D Then again, he was 6'4" and 230 lbs.... I miss him every day!
Manchester is surprising to hear of that behavior... maybe Craftsbury area... or Milton, but Manchester... wow... whad'd ya do?
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We were walking up a dirt road well past midnight when their truck pulls over to have some kind of a chat with us. They were high as kites. All giggling and stuff. But it went South real fast.
What did we do wrong? Near as I can tell... and what seemed to change the whole entire tone of things... was tell them where we were from.
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They threatened you beacuse you were Canadian?
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I was the only Canadian there. But the four of us had just driven up from NY that day. "Where you guys from?" is what they asked. They didn't like the answer. Turns out the most dangerous place in NY is outside NY.
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Very silly. So how did it end up?
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by all reasonable odds, nash should be dead a dozen times over.
What went wrong?
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Okay this is a real long story which I'm gonna try my best to condence into three minutes typing max.
We had words... Them sitting in their truck all kinda crazed, and us all new to the great outdoors. They ended up driving off, but when they got to the top of the hill they punched the brakes and spun back around and drove full tilt towards us.
We kinda realized that this was unfinished business unfolding and jumped into the bushes.
Everyone made a successful jump except me, it turns out. My foot got caught on a peice of old fence that was burried in those bushes. But the dudes I was with thought all was cool and high tailed it out of there.
Meanwhile I was stuck, with the truck pulled up right beside me, and my foot dangling out of the bush.
They didn't see it.
The area that the house we were staying in was kinda like the layout of a campground. Only a few twisty roads and culdesacs weaving through pretty big properties, with big tress everywhere.
The guys in the truck spent at least an hour looking for us. But the us was only me at this point. The rest had gotten back to the house.
But they jumped in their car and were looking for me too. Yelling out the window.
So there were a few comedic moments when I was in the bushes at the side of the road, and see the headlights not knowing who it was. Then zoooom the car passed and it was frenlies... so I jumped out of the bush and start waving at their tail lights, only to see the truck now coming and have to dive back in the bushes.
At one point I was pinned between two rows of cut wood with the truck parked right beside it. I could hear them talkin'. Then one of them opens the door and takes a spray gainst the tree. I thought I was hooped.
I finally spotted the house we were staying at (barely recognized it, we just got there and it was night). I made a break for it, running through some guy's yard, when a vehicle screeches around the corner and the house's motion detector security light lit up the whole yard, me in it. I pretty much gave up.
But it was the frenlies. And we all lived happily ever after amen.
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Doh!
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Are they comparing violent death stats to homicide stats? Kinda devious don't ya think?
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Didn't occur to you to attack huh?
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Not really storch. We didn't have the guns, they did.
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oh, and guns are bad, sorry I forgot. my bad. carry on.