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It used to be the WWF, not the WWE, until the World Wildlife Fund complained (I think?)Yes!
I'm sorry about your friend. so sad.
I was knee deep in taking care of my kids. Hanging out with my mom.
Sorry for your loss.
....it is a horridly selfish act that allows the "victim" to escape their torment whilst leaving those behind to begin theirs...Thanks for your thoughts. I think I took this death harder than any other I've ever had to deal with.
I can understand this argument, but if things have gotten as far as suicide, then there is clearly a mental illness in the equation, and that tends to remove rationality. It is a horrible and tragic event for so many - I'm sorry for your friend holly. It will naturally hit harder than most deaths because there is no physical illness (usually) and you will naturally start to question your friends selfishness, and that will just upset you more.....it is a horridly selfish act that allows the "victim" to escape their torment whilst leaving those behind to begin theirs...
Yes. I had a relative that committed suicide many years ago and this is exactly how I felt.....it is a horridly selfish act that allows the "victim" to escape their torment whilst leaving those behind to begin theirs...
Ah, yes - film. And remember, way back, flash cubes? My kids will never know how to wait patiently to use up a roll of film, take it to Walgreens and wait about a week to get them. Delayed gratification - I must find a way to teach them this.Another memory for the '90s - Grandma and I doing our 25th in Ireland. (The Irish pound was still in use.)
Just possibly the best trip ever. Man, the people were so nice.
And during that time, there was still this stuff called "film" in many cameras, including mine.
The Cliffs of Mohr.
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St. Colman's. In Cobh, I believe. (Cobh was the last port that the Titanic saw.)
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...I will have to take exception to your supposition "there is clearly a mental illness"...while statistics show that the overwhelming majority of suicides are committed by those with some type of mental impairment, in health care I have seen the grim reality of otherwise well-adjusted "normal" folks, who hit something beyond their ability to cope-and eliminate themselves from the equation...sometimes the switches just flip, without mental illness being a factor...fear and despair are equally as guilty...I can understand this argument, but if things have gotten as far as suicide, then there is clearly a mental illness in the equation, and that tends to remove rationality. It is a horrible and tragic event for so many - I'm sorry for your friend holly. It will naturally hit harder than most deaths because there is no physical illness (usually) and you will naturally start to question your friends selfishness, and that will just upset you more.
Ah, yes - film. And remember, way back, flash cubes? My kids will never know how to wait patiently to use up a roll of film, take it to Walgreens and wait about a week to get them. Delayed gratification - I must find a way to teach them this.
Yes!
I’m just the opposite. Count me among the ranks of the bemoaners. I gave up photography when the digital age took over. My darkroom equipment has been mothballed for prosperity.I hear some photographers bemoan the loss of film and sneer at people chimping their shots. Well, hey, I don't mind not having to wait until the film is developed to see if the photo is cream or crap. And I like being able to tell right away what adjustments I need to make to improve it. The idea of photography, for me, is to capture the instant in time as profoundly as possible. The better i can do that, the more I like photography. I didn't get serious with the camera until digital came along.
I’m just the opposite. Count me among the ranks of the bemoaners. I gave up photography when the digital age took over. My darkroom equipment has been mothballed for prosperity.
The thrill of discovery that the darkroom process provided was what gave me the most enjoyment in photography. Instant gratification took the pleasure out of it. Now I just stick to snapping shots on my iPhone... Just not the same.'Sokay, DiO. The legacy of exclusiveness has its charms, and I don't mean exclusive in a bad way. In order to get the results, one had to be committed in finances and time, and now even old fumbling farts like me can turn out a reasonably decent picture almost instantaneously.
I also gave up my vinyl collection, too, and current enjoy hearing music without scratches and skips and fretting over turntable and needle specs. Honestly, I don't really miss it. The charm doesn't have the requisite value for me.
...I will have to take exception to your supposition "there is clearly a mental illness"...while statistics show that the overwhelming majority of suicides are committed by those with some type of mental impairment, in health care I have seen the grim reality of otherwise well-adjusted "normal" folks, who hit something beyond their ability to cope-and eliminate themselves from the equation...sometimes the switches just flip, without mental illness being a factor...fear and despair are equally as guilty...