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Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: After The Epilepsy Comes The Work
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batsgirl
You're doing a pretty good job of conforming to my stereotype of someone who, perhaps since the world was nasty to you when you were young, feels the need to be as abrasive as possible when no one is actually attacking you any more.
You seem to have taken every ounce of negativity you could find on this blog, not just from Reynolds but from his many commenters too, and decided it's all from or because of him, and all directed at you, at various stages throughout your life. I don't loathe you, but I feel extremely sorry for you.
Perhaps you could try looking for the positive. It may help you to be happier in life.
As for taking one look and making fast decisions and judgements based on what is observed, but being prepared to quickly change those judgements based on new relevant information... sounds fair to me for the situation described.
If an EMT is called to me, in an EMERGENCY, I want him/her to be monitoring me and making quick decisions about keeping me healthy, not going round having an in-depth chat with all the onlookers to see if any of them might be useful. I want assumptions like "unless one of these random people comes forwards and says they know the patient, they're all just annoying gawpers who have nothing better to do with their lives. Let the ambulance staff through."
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