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Actually the battery is in the chassis between the wheels below where you would normally sit in the vehicle. That tesla is on fire in the front, where the "frunk" would be. I would imagine something inside the frunk caught fire, and this has nothing to do with the actual power source as the electric motor is in the back end of the car.

http://www.industryofcool.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/Tesla_Model_S_Chassis_Battery.jpg

That was stupid, and I laughed at the creativity.
Upvote for having the exact frequency to make something inside my laptop reverberate.

I like keeping them off because whenever I want to access something inside the video, I justs hit the YouTube logo in the embed and I can jump straight to the YouTube video page at that exact point in the video without being committed to seeing the spammy/annoying link on all videos.

Watching this, I was wondering if I should risk triggering a Videosift shitstorm by saying that, despite being nearly as liberal as can be, I couldn't get romantically or physically involved with this woman. Turns out, this discussion was already being played out in a perfectly mature fashion.

As has been said, I feel bad about this but ... this is weird. I feel for this person, she must have gone through a hell of a lot (and I don't just mean the physical transformation) but there's something inside me that says this person is too male for me. I could never see them as 100% female. As @Payback (and @Engels, oddly as if making an original point), it's not her, it's me.

>> ^demosthenes:

Awesome performer!
But, you don't need the 1000 fps camera. 6:57 and you see the second tennis ball in his other hand, while his main hand misdirects.
>> ^MonkeySpank:
Where is that 1000fps camera when you need it.



I have to say i *can't* see the tennis ball, but i can see his little finger holding something inside the cup. To his credit.

Somehow it's less funny if kids ruin their health with crappy food... Something inside of me screams: NO! You should be eating veggies and fruit!

Honestly, there is no context here.
I don't know what led up to this.
I don't know what she did to gain their attention.
I don't know how she ended up on the ground.
I don't know what her motives were.

The push with his foot looked like the same push any one gives as a message to stay down, you've lost, stay down, stop fighting. I think to judge anything by this short clip is wrong (inconclusive). It looks to me his foot was on her shoulder and it slipped a bit - he wasn't aiming for her head.

To get a better motive of her agenda there, I checked out the moveon.org website. I couldn't find the document on how to attract media attention - it may have been pulled due to this attention.

What I did find was video from a different point of view.

Apparently, Lauren was on the side of the road with a crowd watching Rand Paul drive slowly by. In a disguise, with a blond wig on, she rushed the vehicle and tried to shove something inside the vehicle. Supporters and security pulled her back from the vehicle and to the ground. where they told her to stay down.

Read this article to see what really happened: http://www.redstate.com/rs_insider/2010/10/27/exclusive-video-lauren-valle-before-the-head-stomp-vid/

"This video was sent to RedState by an anonymous witness at the event. It shows what Valle was doing when the Paul supporters grabbed her. No one chased her around the car. She was never in front of the car. As you can see in the video, Valle reached in the candidate’s window with her “RepubliCorp” sign and shoved it in his face. Several supporters in Paul shirts have her surrounded at that point, and a man in a suit is the first person to actually intervene physically. It’s hard to tell from the video, but it could be that the man in the suit was with Paul’s security staff.

Toward the end of the video, you see several Paul supporters asking a police officer to come intervene. It was Paul supporters who told Profitt to back off. It was Paul supporters who brought the police. Contrary to the growing narrative on the left, this video clearly shows that Valle was not the victim of a conspiracy to “take her out.” "

I read this a while ago and it really clicked with something inside me - my internal empathy and compassion. It feels appropriate for this sift.

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on this november the 11th I remember a veteran who has been an incredible influence on my life.
He was the man who taught me about november 11th being Armastice day. A day to remember how useless war is at solving our problems with others but how useful it is to the makers of death tools and their backers.

he taught me about the word enemy.

How so often we could more easily define enemy as a person or a people whose story we are ignorant of.
To make them an enemy it is in fact necessary to be ignorant of their stories. How easy it is to be ignorant of others by simply not asking the questions that open the doors to their world, because we should all realize how our lives have become invisible to people who do not stray far from the television or their front door to learn about our world.

no matter if it is a person or a nation of people, it is like an iceberg where so little is on the surface but what it truly necessary to know and act upon is what lies beneath that surface, what lies beneath the misunderstanding.

That is why war has to happen so quickly, without consideration for such things. IF we knew the deeper story of the people we are calling an enemy, we would not so easily call them enemy.

conversation, relationship, Understanding, empathy... these are what take time but give such greatness and wisdom to a people... to a nation of people. It is why we are no longer considered to be a great nation.
We fear what we don't take the time to know and we kill, with rationalizations already thought up before hand no matter if it is a civilian or a soldier, what we fear.

do we fear more than we understand?

This world takes an immense amount of cooperation to work. fear cuts down on our cooperation. fear destroys from within what no enemy can touch.

the veteran I am speaking about is Kurt Vonnegut who died a few months ago but while he lived, understood so much, asked many questions and shared from his heart without fear.

Posted by: lee jankowski | November 12, 2007 10:44 PM

Well we obviously have a somewhat broken justice system. Where people are encouraged to take deals and plea out so district attorneys can keep their conviction rates up and look hard on crime. I don't agree with it, I understand it somewhat......especially in cases where the person on trial is wealthy enough to defend himself forever or where someone is obviously guilty and it would just be a waste of time to go to trial.

But what I can't agree with is this implicit understanding that when you go to prison rape is part of your punishment. Not only rape, but just the constant threat of rape or violence against you....even while you sleep. That's not an environment where anyone is going to come out mentally sound from. And chances are most people would join a gang in prison just to have some piece of mind.....someone there looking out for them. Because the guards and prison authorities surely aren't there to keep you safe......they are there to keep you subdued and on the premises.

Prison in itself should be enough punishment, but the extra bullying, constant threat of violence/rape, and having to be careful that you never get caught speaking to guards, or the many other things......it's going to break something inside most people who go in. And chances are that after that, there is no helping them. And you've just created a situation where the guy has to remain locked up forever, or he'll be dangerous until he's dead.

Let's Sing Along...

There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose of the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead
Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing, cranial, contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized

At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me

Created to kill, the carnage continues
Violently reshaping human facial tissue

Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Just the other day I was watching a space shuttle launch and got this sickening feeling. As the shuttle got higher and higher, this loneliness and insignificance started creeping through me. Thinking about the people on the ship that were so small compared to the vastness of space they were entering, triggered something inside me. I can't really explain it, but the feeling lasted until I fell asleep that night. I have never felt that way before, nor do I want to again. Just for a little while, I started thinking how nice it would be to believe in a god right now. At minimum, it would at least give me some comfort in thinking somebody was there when I was feeling so lonely.

Now I look back and have been thinking about it. Would that actually make me feel better(believing in a god)? Short-term, I think it probably would have. But in the long run, I think being honest to myself by trying to understand why I felt that way, is much more healthy. Having a god would just give me comfort so I can feel better, without an understanding of why I was feeling that way. Making myself mentally lazy would not help me. In effect, I think God is a placebo, and doesn't do anything but make you think you are OK. He doesn't actually fix anything. It's just the idea of a warm cozy blanket on a cold winter night, not an actual blanket.

I hope that made sense, I am up way too late.

Even a 13 year old should be able to decide whether or not to grow something inside of her body. Giving birth is major. So many other things I want to say, but I'm not going to step in it.

At first, I thought this would be a harmless prank, with the kid laughing it up as well.

But this is child abuse. The expression on the boy's face is heart wrenching. Something inside of him died, some piece of his innocence has been forever whittled away.

And the stupid, clueless, cruel adults see the same face and go on laughing. Not one conciliatory hug.