Goodbye Phil!
December 1, 2008
One thing I am happy about is that my Philosophy course is almost over. Words cannot express how much I hated that class. Grrrrrrrrrr! Philosophy just isn’t my thing. I hated how that class was full of discussions (the 2 kids that ever contributed were annoying as hell); the readings were the most brutal readings I have ever done; my book has fallen apart into 3 pieces so I can’t even sell it!
The only class I enjoyed was the last class, not because it was the last class, but because there was a guest speaker. He was this old brown man with a British accent (cool already!) who was an actual bioethicist for some hospital downtown Toronto. He told us lots of awesome stories:
1) There was a car accident on the 401 where the front end of a car was completely smashed into a truck; the driver in the car was stuck and couldn’t get out, and there was gasoline dripping beside him. One policeman arrived at the scene but he couldn’t pull the driver out because the driver would bleed to death. The driver asked the policeman to check how long the ambulance and firefighters would take to get there – another 20 to 30 minutes. The driver knew that there was going to be an explosion before any other help would arrive. He didn’t want to burn to death so he pleaded with the policeman to put him out of his misery. What should the policeman do?… He walked away.
2) A psychiatrist was reading the newspaper one day; he came across an article about a guy who was sent to jail because he committed some come, but the evidence for the crime was only based on one sole witness. The sole witness was his patient, a compulsive liar (hrmm.. know too many of those). The psychiatrist contacted the police and the guy was released from jail. The psychiatrist, however, was not so lucky. He was sued and had his license revoked.
3) A study was done on over 30 000 homeless people in the States. They wanted to find out what the #1 item homeless women searched for in garbage cans (aside from food, of course). Any guesses? This one is kinda disturbing.
December 1, 2008 at 4:22 pm
I would think food, but thats not very disturbing so
Dildo? underwear? toothbrush? toilet paper?
December 1, 2008 at 6:03 pm
Answer me i see u looking at this blog!
December 1, 2008 at 9:59 pm
used condoms o.O
this is Cheryl btw
not some weird creeper
though i guess in a sense maybe i am a weird creeper if i’m reading your blog
they are meant to be read, right? =)
December 2, 2008 at 11:10 pm
Something sharp to give themselves abortions? Coat Hangers?
December 3, 2008 at 12:34 am
I was going to say pads, but they could easily substitute with tissue… I suppose Cheryl’s guess was pretty good, I mean the streets are kind of dangerous and we don’t really know what goes on.. please say the damn answer
December 3, 2008 at 3:39 pm
i’ve been bugging her for answers for so long. she wont even tell me. sigh.
December 3, 2008 at 3:46 pm
*drum roll*
The #1 item homeless women search for is… tights. 1 pair is not enough, 2 pairs are not enough.. 10 pairs are not enough. This is the only way they can protect themselves from rape. =\