In a police state the librarian would have been dragged out into the street and shot as an example to the populace of the consequences of disobeying the authorities.
In this case a citizen challenged the authorities' actions and the authorities complied.
Sorry, but it's not a "police state" when your sensibilities are outraged.
. . . in DOD TS/SCI (Top Secret/Sensitive Compartmented Information) facility.
When I arrived at a new assignment in the former West Germany in the 1980s at a USAF TS/SCI facility, I waited six weeks for my SCI access to be verified.
In those days, a red badge was issued to anyone who's SCI access had not been verified. While in the facility, you had to be escorted everywhere and before you entered a room your escort had to announce "RED BADGE" to alert everyone to stop the secret-squirrel stuff.
And when I say "escorted everywhere," I mean everywhere, including the restroom. Red badges were encouraged to make number two BEFORE they entered the facility, or wait until they left.
A co-worker thought he found blood in his stool and went to the Air Force clinic. The doc told him it was probably nothing, but to be sure scheduled him for a lower gastrointestinal at the big Air Force hospital at RAF Lakenheath. For the next two weeks we heard nothing else from this guy but how much he was dreading having a camera inserted into his rectum.
When the big day arrived we were all treated to a graphic and minutely-detailed (and hilarious - the guy was funny at least) account of having his bowel snaked by a nonplussed female buck sergeant medical technician.
After my co-worker left for the day (he worked day shift and I worked swing-shift on my own), I realized an opportunity existed that simply could not be passed up. Back in the day, we used large sheets of back-lit plexiglas and grease pencils to track the status of our aircraft and ground-support equipment. One section of the plexiglas board was reserved for phone messages. In this section I wrote:
SSgt W: Lakenheath hospital called - problem with your test results call ASAP to schedule new test 293-1033
I didn't say anything to the mid-shift controller when he came in and had almost forgotten the whole thing when I arrived the next afternoon for my shift. As I entered the building SSgt W was leaving our workcenter. When he saw me he rushed me and threw me into the nearest wall.
"You son-of-a-bitch! I can't believe you did that to me!" he yelled and then began laughing. He told me when arrived that morning and saw the message he thought it had to be a joke. But nobody knew anything about it so he began to think maybe it was true - maybe the there was a problem and he would have to go through the terrible experience of having a camera shoved up his butt again.
He refused to call the number for two hours, instead accusing everyone around him of setting him up. The other day shift workers told me he became quite frantic. Of course, nobody knew anything about the message but me. When he finally did call the number, he got the Burger King that had just opened at RAF Lakenheath.
Go to the student lounge the night before the End of Course exam, start drinking beer, let the guy from Aviano talk you into pulling an all-nighter, watch Clinton win his first presidential election while throwing darts, steal some pheasant from the freezer and fire up the grill, tell the folks who got up at 0400 to study the burnt-on-the-outside, frozen-on-the-inside chunks on the grill are "chicken", stagger back to your room at 0530 to sh*t, shower, shave, fall down in front of your roommate (who happens to be an AFOSI special agent) while attempting to put your uniform on, volunteer to lead reveille, bark out commands to the flag-raising detail while swaying back and forth at attention, report to class and piss-off half your flight-mates because you reek of beer and burnt pheasant, be the first to finish the exam and still get the top score of 98%.
Then go win the flight volley-ball championship in a come-from-behind thriller.
3rd Air Force Noncommisioned Officers Academy, RAF Upwood, United Kingdom, 1992 (I think).
IANAP, but I was under the impression that many of the great philosophers used logic to argue for or against the existence of a Creator.
It would seem logical then that Intelligent Design, which asserts the existence of a Creator through observable phenomena, but who's existence cannot be proven with the scientific method, would be better discussed in a Philosophy class than a Biology class.
Or will the study of philosophical arguments for the existence of a Creator in American public schools soon be ruled unconstitutional too?
All over the United Kingdom, right now, real crimes are being committed: mobiles are being nicked, front doors are being kicked in, bollards are being lobbed through bus shelters - just to name some of the lighter activities that add so much to the gaiety of the nation. None of these is a "priority crime", as you'll know if you've ever endured the bureaucratic time-waster of reporting a burglary.
So what is a "priority crime"? Well, the other day, the author Lynette Burrows went on a BBC Five Live show to talk about the government's new "civil partnerships" and expressed her opinion - politely, no intemperate words - that the adoption of children by homosexuals was "a risk". The following day, Fulham police contacted her to discuss the "homophobic incident".
It's where Washingtonians and Californians go to skip paying sales tax.
Seriously though, Oregon is great. Love those Pacific beaches and if you ever wanted to know where nowhere is at, take a drive on U.S. 395 from Pendleton to Alturas, California.
And yet you failed to address a main point of his argument - that after 50 years of active sonar use there has been no noticable change in the whale population.
You can legitimately criticize this scheme, but to equate it with Communist Russia and Big Brother is just lazy and without foundation. That's why you people are such jokes.
Ten years ago, in a previous life, I was an Air Force Recruiter. My area of responsibility was northwest Nevada and west into California as far as the Sierra Nevada mountains.
Because of the post-Cold War "peace dividend," recruiting had slowed down and I was given the additional "goal" (quota) of finding at least two qualified applicants for the Air Force Officer Training School (OTS) per fiscal year.
the basic educational qualifications for OTS were: a bachelor's degree from an accredited college or university, a minimum of a 2.5 GPA, and qualifying scores on the Air Force Officer Qualification Test, similar to the GRE exam. An applicant also had to provide a resume that showed "leadership potential," through work experience or holding leadership positions in student organizations.
I quickly learned that exceptionally well-qualified applicants with non-technical (i.e. business, history, etc.) had little chance of selection. For example, one applicant had spent three years enlisted in the Army, worked his way through university on the G.I. bill to earn a B.A. with honors in Financial Management, and was holding an executive position with one of the major casinos in town. He was rejected - twice. In contrast, another applicant, with a B.S.E.E from Chico State, no leadership experience (unless you counted his six months as assistant night manager of the Taco Bell in Susanville, California), and no engineering experience outside of college, was picked up on his first application without question. Another applicant, a dual math/physics major, also with no management or leadership experience, was also selected on his first try.
Both of these applicants successfully completed OTS; the E.E. major was assigned to Eglin Air Force Base, Florida, to work on the AIM-120 AMRAAM air-to-air missile program, the dual math/physics major was sent to the Air Force Research Laboratory'sDirected Energy Directorate at Kirtland Air Force Base, New Mexico, to work on "stuff".
Pretty good for a former Taco Bell assistant night manager and a guy who stocked shelves at the local co-op.
If you're a U.S. citizen (by birth or naturalized), have a degree in engineering, meet the physical and moral (i.e. don't tell and we won't ask and nothing worse than a juvenile misdemeanor in your record) requirements, then there's a very good chance you can get that "five years of experience" employers are looking for with the U.S. Air Force.
If you don't meet all the requirements, or have a moral objection to serving in the Armed Forces, but have an engineering degree, then you might consider applying for the Palace ACQUIRE program.
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In a police state the librarian would have been dragged out into the street and shot as an example to the populace of the consequences of disobeying the authorities.
In this case a citizen challenged the authorities' actions and the authorities complied.
Sorry, but it's not a "police state" when your sensibilities are outraged.
Kind of takes the air out of all the "nazi Amerikkka Bushitler police-state!" crap, doesn't it?
Impending disaster makes our otherwise dull, ordinary lives much more exciting.
Second Comings, Population Bombs, Nuclear Winters, and now Global Warming.
We are all doomed (always have been) and we couldn't be happier.
" . . .has a surface temperature estimated at -220 C which means . . . the chance of finding life on this planet is essentially zero."
Obviously these researchers have never met my ex-wife.
Would a police state allow groups like The Center for Constitutional Rights and the ACLU to file such suits, much less exist?
In other words:
--You're unemployed
--You're a virgin
--You have no friends
Welcome to Slashdot - you're in good company here.
Thankfully my friend had a sense of humor - which I knew from working with him for over year.
You, on the other hand, obviously don't.
But I bet you get a lot of pranks played on you, don't you?
. . . in DOD TS/SCI (Top Secret/Sensitive Compartmented Information) facility.
When I arrived at a new assignment in the former West Germany in the 1980s at a USAF TS/SCI facility, I waited six weeks for my SCI access to be verified.
In those days, a red badge was issued to anyone who's SCI access had not been verified. While in the facility, you had to be escorted everywhere and before you entered a room your escort had to announce "RED BADGE" to alert everyone to stop the secret-squirrel stuff.
And when I say "escorted everywhere," I mean everywhere, including the restroom. Red badges were encouraged to make number two BEFORE they entered the facility, or wait until they left.
A co-worker thought he found blood in his stool and went to the Air Force clinic. The doc told him it was probably nothing, but to be sure scheduled him for a lower gastrointestinal at the big Air Force hospital at RAF Lakenheath. For the next two weeks we heard nothing else from this guy but how much he was dreading having a camera inserted into his rectum.
When the big day arrived we were all treated to a graphic and minutely-detailed (and hilarious - the guy was funny at least) account of having his bowel snaked by a nonplussed female buck sergeant medical technician.
After my co-worker left for the day (he worked day shift and I worked swing-shift on my own), I realized an opportunity existed that simply could not be passed up. Back in the day, we used large sheets of back-lit plexiglas and grease pencils to track the status of our aircraft and ground-support equipment. One section of the plexiglas board was reserved for phone messages. In this section I wrote:
I didn't say anything to the mid-shift controller when he came in and had almost forgotten the whole thing when I arrived the next afternoon for my shift. As I entered the building SSgt W was leaving our workcenter. When he saw me he rushed me and threw me into the nearest wall.
"You son-of-a-bitch! I can't believe you did that to me!" he yelled and then began laughing. He told me when arrived that morning and saw the message he thought it had to be a joke. But nobody knew anything about it so he began to think maybe it was true - maybe the there was a problem and he would have to go through the terrible experience of having a camera shoved up his butt again.
He refused to call the number for two hours, instead accusing everyone around him of setting him up. The other day shift workers told me he became quite frantic. Of course, nobody knew anything about the message but me. When he finally did call the number, he got the Burger King that had just opened at RAF Lakenheath.
Go to the student lounge the night before the End of Course exam, start drinking beer, let the guy from Aviano talk you into pulling an all-nighter, watch Clinton win his first presidential election while throwing darts, steal some pheasant from the freezer and fire up the grill, tell the folks who got up at 0400 to study the burnt-on-the-outside, frozen-on-the-inside chunks on the grill are "chicken", stagger back to your room at 0530 to sh*t, shower, shave, fall down in front of your roommate (who happens to be an AFOSI special agent) while attempting to put your uniform on, volunteer to lead reveille, bark out commands to the flag-raising detail while swaying back and forth at attention, report to class and piss-off half your flight-mates because you reek of beer and burnt pheasant, be the first to finish the exam and still get the top score of 98%.
Then go win the flight volley-ball championship in a come-from-behind thriller.
3rd Air Force Noncommisioned Officers Academy, RAF Upwood, United Kingdom, 1992 (I think).
IANAP, but I was under the impression that many of the great philosophers used logic to argue for or against the existence of a Creator. It would seem logical then that Intelligent Design, which asserts the existence of a Creator through observable phenomena, but who's existence cannot be proven with the scientific method, would be better discussed in a Philosophy class than a Biology class. Or will the study of philosophical arguments for the existence of a Creator in American public schools soon be ruled unconstitutional too?
It belongs in Philosophy.
Check it out:
Isn't socialism a wonderful thing?
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/opinion/main.jhtml?xmlIsn't that the Nevada state motto - "Nevada - A Whole Lot of Nothing?"
Damn, sounds like today's Democrats.
Perhaps you and your cousins should spend less time raiding and more time establishing law, order and democracy in Somalia.
Sorry - you're right. It's easier to complain than it is to fix something yourself.
My bad.
. . . I don't blame him for quitting.
That's why I'm still booting CP/M on my Commodore 128!
. . .every last bit of functionality you could ever want on a camera phone.
It's where Washingtonians and Californians go to skip paying sales tax.
Seriously though, Oregon is great. Love those Pacific beaches and if you ever wanted to know where nowhere is at, take a drive on U.S. 395 from Pendleton to Alturas, California.
And yet you failed to address a main point of his argument - that after 50 years of active sonar use there has been no noticable change in the whale population.
Hmmm.
It's called "the sun."
I think it's got another 5 billion or so years left on it, too.
You can legitimately criticize this scheme, but to equate it with Communist Russia and Big Brother is just lazy and without foundation. That's why you people are such jokes.
Exactly.
I mean, he invented the Internet.
Right?
Ten years ago, in a previous life, I was an Air Force Recruiter. My area of responsibility was northwest Nevada and west into California as far as the Sierra Nevada mountains.
Because of the post-Cold War "peace dividend," recruiting had slowed down and I was given the additional "goal" (quota) of finding at least two qualified applicants for the Air Force Officer Training School (OTS) per fiscal year.
the basic educational qualifications for OTS were: a bachelor's degree from an accredited college or university, a minimum of a 2.5 GPA, and qualifying scores on the Air Force Officer Qualification Test, similar to the GRE exam. An applicant also had to provide a resume that showed "leadership potential," through work experience or holding leadership positions in student organizations.
I quickly learned that exceptionally well-qualified applicants with non-technical (i.e. business, history, etc.) had little chance of selection. For example, one applicant had spent three years enlisted in the Army, worked his way through university on the G.I. bill to earn a B.A. with honors in Financial Management, and was holding an executive position with one of the major casinos in town. He was rejected - twice. In contrast, another applicant, with a B.S.E.E from Chico State, no leadership experience (unless you counted his six months as assistant night manager of the Taco Bell in Susanville, California), and no engineering experience outside of college, was picked up on his first application without question. Another applicant, a dual math/physics major, also with no management or leadership experience, was also selected on his first try.
Both of these applicants successfully completed OTS; the E.E. major was assigned to Eglin Air Force Base, Florida, to work on the AIM-120 AMRAAM air-to-air missile program, the dual math/physics major was sent to the Air Force Research Laboratory's Directed Energy Directorate at Kirtland Air Force Base, New Mexico, to work on "stuff".
Pretty good for a former Taco Bell assistant night manager and a guy who stocked shelves at the local co-op.
If you're a U.S. citizen (by birth or naturalized), have a degree in engineering, meet the physical and moral (i.e. don't tell and we won't ask and nothing worse than a juvenile misdemeanor in your record) requirements, then there's a very good chance you can get that "five years of experience" employers are looking for with the U.S. Air Force.
If you don't meet all the requirements, or have a moral objection to serving in the Armed Forces, but have an engineering degree, then you might consider applying for the Palace ACQUIRE program.