Ignoring all of the Feminazi sociological issues, this would never happen to me, because of my acrophobia. No, I don’t lean against railings on high buildings. That’s one of the least likely ways for me to cease metabolizing.
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Didn’t realize Althouse turned comments back on. I’ll be polite and say it was the best part of that site.
Yeah, the lack of fear toward something that’s never personally happened to you can be catastrophic. Bad things only befall others, until they dont. Think national bankruptcy.
Didn’t realize Althouse turned comments back on
I dont’ think she’s done it in general, just for some specific posts.
I have a different take on it. How convenient that it gave way on the first time this man that she never met before came to her apartment.
Bob Clark
Where’s Columbo when you need him?
I wouldn’t even set foot on the balcony in the first place, much less lean on the railing.
I remember being on the flat roof of a building once. I was convinced that if I got closer than ten feet from the edge, I would get dizzy and lose my balance.
I wonder how many acrophobics are space buffs?
I’ve only been on an airplane twice in my life. The first time was in a Piper Cherokee when I was 16, and I loved it.
The second time was in a Cessna when I was 30, and I was terrified. That’s mainly because the plane was the same age as me, and I knew what a decrepit rustbucket my ten-year-old car was.
On the other hand, if Elon called me up and invited me to fly in the first crewed Dragon, I’d probably jump at the chance.
I think I would want to board it before the rocket was raised vertical, though.
Airplanes have to pass (at a minimum) an annual inspection that’s quite rigorous or the plane isn’t legal to fly. The mechanic has to sign off that there are no mechanical issues and all mandatory items are in compliance. This can sometimes get real expensive but the alternative is to park the plane. For the last annual I had before selling my plane, the final bill was nearly $5,000. That was for a ’67 Cherokee. Not many 10 year old cars get that kind of maintenance.
Oh, and Ace covered this yesterday, but much more entertainingly.
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Could it be that the guy noticed a bit of unusual movement that he deemed unusual and a sign of structural instability, rather than him being a patronizing uber-male troglodyte making a patronizing, irrelevant comment. Pig
What about a Big 10 Heisman-trophy nominated star football running back being out on the streets at 2 AM?
I was “out” last night at 2 AM. A family member’s colleague was on work-related travel taking the airport bus to make a connection to a multi-country multi-connection airplane trip to a remote destination, we had offered a ride, so I set an alarm and we set off in the family mini-van with luggage in the way-back.
The “motor coach bus terminal” in Madison happens to be a strip of the local-bus lane on University Avenue close to the U and to the Downtown (take that, Amtrak, with your high overhead). The bearded bus driver sitting curbside in the entry stairwell of the motorcoach who got up to sling the heavy roller cases into the baggage bay was what I expected.
What I had not expected was the large number of women in short black dresses and heel shoes crossing the street against the light along with one woman wobbling along on a bike (can you get an OWI on a bicycle in Wisconsin?).
I offered the view that even a (young African-American male who might think he can “handle” himself on the streets) star football running back ought to be home studying or just sleeping at that hour (instead of out after bar close where four men ganged up on him and battered him into unconsciousness for reasons the courts are still trying to sort out). When it was suggested, however obliquely, that I was blaming the victim, I tried to suggest that someone who is a celebrity such as a Big-10 star football player needs to think of their personal safety.