Showing posts with label Final Crisis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Final Crisis. Show all posts

Saturday, March 6, 2010

9-1-1 Operator - Will That Be Credit or Debit?

9-1-1 Operator - Will That Be Credit or Debit?

As you may already be aware, California is pretty fucked right now. We have no money.. I mean, literally no money at all. It's struggling to find a new way to gather money for the social services required from sending us into the stone age. What will we do? Hmm, I guess some new ideas are needed. Like this one; Soon 9-1-1 services will be equal to American Idol call in votes and charge you per call.
TRACY, Calif. (CBS13) - Tracy residents will now have to pay every time they call 9-1-1 for a medical emergency.

But there are a couple of options. Residents can pay a $48 voluntary fee for the year which allows them to call 9-1-1 as many times as necessary.

Or, there's the option of not signing up for the annual fee. Instead, they will be charged $300 if they make a call for help.


"A $300 fee and you don't even want to be thinking about that when somebody is in need of assistance," said Tracy resident Greg Bidlack.

Residents will soon receive the form in the mail where they'll be able to make their selection. No date has been set for when the charges will go into effect.
Hmmm, let me think here. Should I pay $48 as a flat fee or should I wait and see if I plan on calling this year or not and take the risk.. I just don't know. Oh, why the fuck not, let's go for the "Wait and see!" approach and I'm sure we wont HAVE to call 911 for anything this year.



Social services in America are all going to be like cell phone text messaging plans soon. Flat fee annually or pay per use. I sort of have to hate the phone companies for such a move, but let's be fair, it's not their fault that America is in the mess that we are in. People not wanting to pay for the care of others is essentially the entire reason for health care reform opposition.

California is home to a large percentage of the most wealthy people in the world and yet no one can come up with a reasonable way to increase state revenue. Which is a tragedy. Thanks a lot Reagan. More reason for me to want to go piss on his grave. California can't raise taxes because of his actions. Holy shit, California. Can we just raise the goddamn taxes already? We clearly need it and if I'm willing to pay more taxes, given I'm already paying property tax come April, then perhaps it's a sign that we're in deep shit.



I imagine the future of emergency calls now.
"Someone broke into our home and is beating up my husband downstairs!"

"Please enter your credit card number on the dial pad, finish with #"
I mean, it does specifically say medical emergency. It's bad enough that people are hesitant already to call 911 because of ambulance bills. It took me a while but I found a credit card commercial where they stop emergency service to wait for the guy's credit card to clear. I can't believe that it exists.



I am pretty sure that the moral of the commercial is "Good thing you had a high credit limit or you would have died!"

I'm sure that in twenty years they'll try to pin point it that before the high fees, 9-1-1 operators were always dealing with crank calls and how 30% more lives are saved now because the lines aren't tied up or some bullshit like that.



I can't wait till someone dies because another person didn't want to pony up 300 bucks to call 911. Which is the major issue here. Are you going to drop 3 bills on someone bleeding out on the pavement?
"Here, dying stranger, you can use my phone if you sign this release stating that I, the owner of the phone, did not dial 911"
I can't wait for this to come into conflict with the Good Samaritan laws. I never understood how you reconcile the existence of good Samaritan laws when our country's MO for all society is pretty much FUCK YOU/GOT MINE. Good Samaritan laws only exist because people think it fucks over ambulance-chasing lawyers, not because it does good.
"Why would I call 911? He's not my relative and I'm not going to drop $300 on a phone call for some stranger!"


Just think about the stuff that is going to go through the minds of the elderly mind when pressed into a situation where medical attention is needed.
Hmm, I think I might be having a storke but if I call 911 it will take me 60 hours working at Target to make up that $300. Let alone the 3k for the taxi to the hospital.
Ha! Just messing. That situation already exists because Target doesn't give their workers health insurance and if an employee rode an ambulance for any reason they would be bankrupt. Whooops!

With an ambulance ride costing around $3k. There was a Youtube video of a woman screaming at paramedics to not put her dad or husband or whatever into the ambulance because "Who's going to pay for this?". I know people who have had to get ambulance rides and it was roughly around $50 per mile.

After all, 911 is a joke;


The real question is what happens if you try calling 911 from a payphone? I'll tell you what. You get sucked into a paradox and sent back in time to when pay phones still existed. Those suckers are going the way of our Ozone.

I'm pretty certain that 50% of the future 911 calls placed in California will start off with "Yeah, my emergency is that I'M ABOUT TO MURDER THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO CHARGED ME $300 FOR THIS CALL. PUT YOUR GOD DAMN MANAGER ON THE FUCKING PHONE."



For those of you wonder, yes. America is getting one step closer to Rome every day. Need I remind you of Marcus Licinus Crassus?
Crassus filled this void by creating his own brigade--500 men strong--which rushed to burning buildings at the first cry of alarm. Upon arriving at the scene, however, the fire fighters did nothing while their employer bargained over the price of their services with the distressed property owner. If Crassus could not negotiate a satisfactory price, his men simply let the structure burn to the ground.
Oh hey.. look at how it worked out for Rome in the end. Whoops. I guess the difference is that Crassus owned. Though his death after a stupid ignorant military isadventure in the middle east was pretty America-esque.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

You Can't Cheat Death

You Can't Cheat Death

I saw this in the news a couple of days ago and it rings the title of this post true, You can't cheat death:
Woman who missed Flight 447 is killed in car crash

An Italian woman who arrived late for the Air France plane flight that crashed in the Atlantic last week has been killed in a car accident.

Johanna Ganthaler, a pensioner from Bolzano-Bozen province, had been on holiday in Brazil with her husband Kurt and missed Air France Flight 447 after turning up late at Rio de Janeiro airport on May 31.

All 228 people aboard lost their lives after the plane crashed into the Atlantic four hours into its flight to Paris.

The ANSA news agency reported that the couple had managed to pick up a flight from Rio the following day.

It said that Ms Ganthaler died when their car veered across a road in Kufstein, Austria, and swerved into an oncoming truck. Her husband was seriously injured.
Wow isn't it ironic
Don't you think
It's like ten thousand ones
When all you need is a five
Its like raaaaai-ay-iiiiiiiin
On your wedding day
It's a free riiiiiiiiiiide

Well, I guess it's more like that one movie. You know, the one where they miss a flight and then death comes stalking them one by one till they all die in a less cooler manner. I think that movie was called Homeward Bound.

No wait, it was Final Destination. There's a new sequel of it coming out soon and in it they highlighted a death that's caused by a rock flying out of a lawnmower. Seriously? You mean you could have died in a huge car pile up, a rollercoaster or a plane crashing and you escape death to die by a rock? Please give me the option to have a much cooler death.

Let's forget that again and move back to the cannuck. It's like that Alanis Morrisette song about unfortunate things happening. But then again, that's every Alanis Morrisette Song if you can hear it:


I don't know about you, but after hearing that I want to make it my final destination to never hear that again. I wonder how the other 500 people who died in car crashes today previously cheated death. It's almost as if death is inevitable.....................!!!!!!!!!!

I'm on the road today. Well, partially on the road. Let's see how far I make it. But the whole thing does make you wonder and question things. When it's your turn to go, it's your turn to go, right. We're all living on borrowed time.. or some poetic spill like that. Really, you die when you die. One wrong turn or slip in the shower and we can all be dead tomorrow. Though, to be honest, the news article about 1,00,000 slipping and dying in the shower on any given day is a pretty big news story, I must say.



As an aside, the final destination franchise taught us all that death will take any opportunity to make your demise an exercise in Rube Goldberg design. Given the level of detail, death has to be an aspie.

So while I'm on the road today on hundreds of miles I wonder to myself... Did I cheat death in any possible way during my time up here? Perhaps.. perhaps.. I know I've drank a lot. Don't even get me started on the amount of food I ate. There is a very possible chance that I cheated death and it may catch up to me on the 101 down to Los Angeles. If it does, please don't let them include it into Final Destination 5.

See you guys! Either on the other side or when I get back home.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

BATMAN: RIP 2

BATMAN: RIP 2

Well, it happened. I wrote about Batman RIP, but since this issue came out yesterday and, well, I now have issues after reading it. It's time to announce that

Batman
is
DEAD

How did he go out? By shooting and Killing(?) Darkseid. What famous last words to say "Gotcha". Which I suppose make the most sense and is a little poetic. What started by a gun in his early childhood creating The Batman is also the way he went out. With a single bullet he "got" evil in the purest form by killing Darkseid.

So here you go. Bare witness to when Batman finally bowed and exited stage right.







Several panels later....


A moment of silence for Batman...