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"F.O.A.D." wrote:
On 9/19/13 3:51 PM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 14:42:18 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 9/19/13 2:25 PM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 12:03:45 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 9/19/13 11:56 AM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 08:02:15 -0400, iBoaterer
wrote:

In article ,
says...

There is no shortage of bi-polar gun nuts among those hard hat union
guys Harry loves so much.

What does that have to do with how many whack jobs are in the military??

Just putting it perspective.



How would you know what the incidence of bipolar disorder might be among
organized construction workers?

By knowing lots of them.
One of the byproducts of my working class, no higher education,
proletariat life is I spent most of my life around the rank and file,
not the union leaders and business agents you sipped coffee with.

I also spent a lot of time around the trades here in Florida. The most
depressed are northern union types who moved here because there was no
work up there. Judy had a guy just recently (Michigan steelworker) who
she thought was most likely to show up and shoot everyone.
The club manager was afraid to fire him.



That's just amazing, Greg...I mean, of course, your ability to diagnose
specific mental illnesses without benefit of a higher education in the
field, training, apprenticeships, or working under the supervision of a
licensed professional in the field. All that non-education and
non-training has qualified you to diagnose bipolar disorder.

In the case of this guy, his wife told my wife about his history and
medication. She was afraid of him too.

Ahh, so you can't tell because you know "a lot of them," you had specific information.


Usually the tip off is the drugs they carry around.
Lithium ain't for a stuffy nose

That's true.


What's next on your bucket list, discovering the prevention and cure for
multiple sclerosis?

I never said I had a cure
Nobody really does., They can get the drugs dialed in to allow people
to function but that changes over time so they need constant
monitoring and a lot of these people stop taking them.
Worst case, they self medicate with alcohol or street drugs.

I understand you live vicariously through your wife but I have
actually lived around a lot of these people, on and off their meds.
People who would have you locking your car door if you saw them on the
street. Certainly nobody you would talk to down at the 7-11

Because of my wife's profession, I've met quite a few people with serious
mental/emotional disorders, including some who have been hospitalized for
long periods of time...years, in several cases.

BFD. My wife was around my profession of computer engineering for 40
years. She still does not like them or really understand them. She does
understand bipolar disorder. Her mom suffered from it even before my wife
was born. Probably a hell of a lot better understanding than the play toy
of a pseudo shrink.

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On 9/19/13 5:14 PM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 16:21:39 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

Seems as if postal union guys are even higher percentage of whackos.


And how would you know that?

Although the term is dated "going postal" used to be the slang for
work place shootings.



Ahh, the scientific approach.

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On 9/19/13 5:39 PM, Califbill wrote:
"F.O.A.D." wrote:
On 9/19/13 3:51 PM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 14:42:18 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 9/19/13 2:25 PM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 12:03:45 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 9/19/13 11:56 AM, wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 08:02:15 -0400, iBoaterer
wrote:

In article ,
says...

There is no shortage of bi-polar gun nuts among those hard hat union
guys Harry loves so much.

What does that have to do with how many whack jobs are in the military??

Just putting it perspective.



How would you know what the incidence of bipolar disorder might be among
organized construction workers?

By knowing lots of them.
One of the byproducts of my working class, no higher education,
proletariat life is I spent most of my life around the rank and file,
not the union leaders and business agents you sipped coffee with.

I also spent a lot of time around the trades here in Florida. The most
depressed are northern union types who moved here because there was no
work up there. Judy had a guy just recently (Michigan steelworker) who
she thought was most likely to show up and shoot everyone.
The club manager was afraid to fire him.



That's just amazing, Greg...I mean, of course, your ability to diagnose
specific mental illnesses without benefit of a higher education in the
field, training, apprenticeships, or working under the supervision of a
licensed professional in the field. All that non-education and
non-training has qualified you to diagnose bipolar disorder.

In the case of this guy, his wife told my wife about his history and
medication. She was afraid of him too.

Ahh, so you can't tell because you know "a lot of them," you had specific information.


Usually the tip off is the drugs they carry around.
Lithium ain't for a stuffy nose

That's true.


What's next on your bucket list, discovering the prevention and cure for
multiple sclerosis?

I never said I had a cure
Nobody really does., They can get the drugs dialed in to allow people
to function but that changes over time so they need constant
monitoring and a lot of these people stop taking them.
Worst case, they self medicate with alcohol or street drugs.

I understand you live vicariously through your wife but I have
actually lived around a lot of these people, on and off their meds.
People who would have you locking your car door if you saw them on the
street. Certainly nobody you would talk to down at the 7-11

Because of my wife's profession, I've met quite a few people with serious
mental/emotional disorders, including some who have been hospitalized for
long periods of time...years, in several cases.

BFD. My wife was around my profession of computer engineering for 40
years. She still does not like them or really understand them. She does
understand bipolar disorder. Her mom suffered from it even before my wife
was born. Probably a hell of a lot better understanding than the play toy
of a pseudo shrink.


There's nothing that compares to right-wing ignorance.

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"John H" wrote in message
...

On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 14:37:41 -0400, "Mr. Luddite" nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:



"John H" wrote in message
.. .

On Wed, 18 Sep 2013 20:35:53 -0400, "Mr. Luddite"
nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:

They spent all day doing all kinds of physical tests. Then you go
into a room and sit down with a shrink. He asks you five or six
questions, then yells, "Next". Took about 5 minutes, if that.


When I got drafted, I sure don't remember any 'shrink' time!

Actually, I don't remember anything 'benign'. It seems like we were
being continuously screamed at
by a whole bunch of folks in a uniform!
--

John H.

--------------------------------

I was not drafted. I received a draft notice to report for induction
but I booked it down to the Navy recruiter and signed up instead.

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"Califbill" wrote in message
...

wrote:
On Wed, 18 Sep 2013 20:35:53 -0400, "Mr. Luddite"
nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:

If the screening done before joining worked, people with mental
illnesses or potential mental instability wouldn't be in the
military
in the first place.
Problem is, diagnosing mental issues is not as straightforward as
looking for flat feet. I remember my pre-enlistment physical in
Boston.
They spent all day doing all kinds of physical tests. Then you go
into a room and sit down with a shrink. He asks you five or six
questions, then yells, "Next". Took about 5 minutes, if that.


I never talked to a shrink and my induction physical was in boot
camp,
after I was signed up. Maybe that was because I was not drafted.
Pre induction, the only tests I took were on knowledge, aptitude and
skill.

I took a draft physical. Before I was drafted.

---------------------------

Yeah, I am somewhat surprised at some of the other experiences people
have described when joining or being inducted.

I spent two days in Boston with a bunch of other people before we
"officially" raised our hands and took the oath. One day was
dedicated to the physical and dental exams. Typical hurry up and wait
and it took most of the day. The other day was for taking tests,
which also lasted for about 3 hours. After all that, we were taken
in smaller groups into some sort of ceremonial roomthat was decorated
with flags, historical pictures and other Navy related things. An
officer (forget what rank) in dress blues administered the oath and
we became government property.

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On 9/19/13 6:57 PM, Mr. Luddite wrote:


"Califbill" wrote in message
...


wrote:
On Wed, 18 Sep 2013 20:35:53 -0400, "Mr. Luddite" nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:

If the screening done before joining worked, people with mental
illnesses or potential mental instability wouldn't be in the military
in the first place.
Problem is, diagnosing mental issues is not as straightforward as
looking for flat feet. I remember my pre-enlistment physical in
Boston.
They spent all day doing all kinds of physical tests. Then you go
into a room and sit down with a shrink. He asks you five or six
questions, then yells, "Next". Took about 5 minutes, if that.


I never talked to a shrink and my induction physical was in boot camp,
after I was signed up. Maybe that was because I was not drafted.
Pre induction, the only tests I took were on knowledge, aptitude and
skill.

I took a draft physical. Before I was drafted.

---------------------------

Yeah, I am somewhat surprised at some of the other experiences people
have described when joining or being inducted.

I spent two days in Boston with a bunch of other people before we
"officially" raised our hands and took the oath. One day was dedicated
to the physical and dental exams. Typical hurry up and wait and it took
most of the day. The other day was for taking tests, which also lasted
for about 3 hours. After all that, we were taken in smaller groups
into some sort of ceremonial roomthat was decorated with flags,
historical pictures and other Navy related things. An officer (forget
what rank) in dress blues administered the oath and we became
government property.



I never head a pre-induction physical, so I listened to Alice's
Restaurant. I'm sure the guys on the "Group W" bench would have been a
lot of fun. The Group W bench in the song is, according to Wiki...

"...where those draftees wait who cannot be inducted except under a
moral waiver, then are rejected as unfit for military service. The
ironic punch line of the story is that, in the words of Guthrie, "I'm
sittin' here on the Group W bench 'cause you want to know if I'm moral
enough to join the Army, burn women, kids, houses and villages after
bein' a litterbug." The officer rejects Guthrie for military service,
declaring "we don't like your kind" and sending his fingerprints to the
FBI."

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On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 18:41:11 -0400, "Mr. Luddite" nowayalso.jose.com wrote:



"John H" wrote in message
.. .

On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 14:37:41 -0400, "Mr. Luddite" nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:



"John H" wrote in message
. ..

On Wed, 18 Sep 2013 20:35:53 -0400, "Mr. Luddite"
nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:

They spent all day doing all kinds of physical tests. Then you go
into a room and sit down with a shrink. He asks you five or six
questions, then yells, "Next". Took about 5 minutes, if that.


When I got drafted, I sure don't remember any 'shrink' time!

Actually, I don't remember anything 'benign'. It seems like we were
being continuously screamed at
by a whole bunch of folks in a uniform!

That was probably smart, although the Army did well by me. I was a high school grad, couldn't afford
college, and was a utility man on a survey team. I can't bitch too much.
--

John H.

Hope you're having a great day!

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On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 19:04:37 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

On 9/19/13 6:57 PM, Mr. Luddite wrote:


"Califbill" wrote in message
...


wrote:
On Wed, 18 Sep 2013 20:35:53 -0400, "Mr. Luddite" nowayalso.jose.com
wrote:

If the screening done before joining worked, people with mental
illnesses or potential mental instability wouldn't be in the military
in the first place.
Problem is, diagnosing mental issues is not as straightforward as
looking for flat feet. I remember my pre-enlistment physical in
Boston.
They spent all day doing all kinds of physical tests. Then you go
into a room and sit down with a shrink. He asks you five or six
questions, then yells, "Next". Took about 5 minutes, if that.


I never talked to a shrink and my induction physical was in boot camp,
after I was signed up. Maybe that was because I was not drafted.
Pre induction, the only tests I took were on knowledge, aptitude and
skill.

I took a draft physical. Before I was drafted.

---------------------------

Yeah, I am somewhat surprised at some of the other experiences people
have described when joining or being inducted.

I spent two days in Boston with a bunch of other people before we
"officially" raised our hands and took the oath. One day was dedicated
to the physical and dental exams. Typical hurry up and wait and it took
most of the day. The other day was for taking tests, which also lasted
for about 3 hours. After all that, we were taken in smaller groups
into some sort of ceremonial roomthat was decorated with flags,
historical pictures and other Navy related things. An officer (forget
what rank) in dress blues administered the oath and we became
government property.



I never head a pre-induction physical, so I listened to Alice's
Restaurant. I'm sure the guys on the "Group W" bench would have been a
lot of fun. The Group W bench in the song is, according to Wiki...

"...where those draftees wait who cannot be inducted except under a
moral waiver, then are rejected as unfit for military service. The
ironic punch line of the story is that, in the words of Guthrie, "I'm
sittin' here on the Group W bench 'cause you want to know if I'm moral
enough to join the Army, burn women, kids, houses and villages after
bein' a litterbug." The officer rejects Guthrie for military service,
declaring "we don't like your kind" and sending his fingerprints to the
FBI."


We're all proud of you and thankful for your service, FOAD!
--

John H.

Hope you're having a great day!

Another dozen dead
 

wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 16:21:39 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

Seems as if postal union guys are even higher percentage of whackos.


And how would you know that?

Although the term is dated "going postal" used to be the slang for
work place shootings.

Bingo!

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On 9/19/13 7:59 PM, Califbill wrote:
wrote:
On Thu, 19 Sep 2013 16:21:39 -0400, "F.O.A.D." wrote:

Seems as if postal union guys are even higher percentage of whackos.


And how would you know that?

Although the term is dated "going postal" used to be the slang for
work place shootings.

Bingo!


Ahh, another rec.boater using the scientific method to prove a posit.