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Do you regret something you did as a police officer? Yes, but not in a way that most might imagine. I was raised to be scrupulously honest. This has not always served me well in work situations although my conscience has remained clear. I was working deep nights when a storm was approaching, and while checking the National Guard armory a gate that I needed to drive through and secure got pushed by a huge gust of wind. A little piece of metal wire made a scratch in the white part of the vehicle paint barely above the running board on the rear passenger side (full sized SUV). Instead of saying nothing and hoping that no one could pinpoint when it occurred or trying to cover it with touch up paint, I followed the department policy to the letter and listed it on my end of shift vehicular report. I mistakenly assumed that I might have nothing happen or might get charged the nominal cost for a bottle of touch up paint from the dealership which at that time cost less than 5 USD. Nope. I had a sad excuse for a supervisor who was known for being petty, racist and a bully. He wrote me up for discipline as if I had caused major damage doing something reckless like speeding on ice or off-road for fun. Unfortunately, those higher up the chain of command did not stand up against the obviously petty bullying, and I got a full day off without pay. It was enough money to pay for my gasoline for the month or to pay a utility bill, so it hurt. We were not bn unionized, but that incident definitely showed me the value of having a union to stand up for individual workers who are otherwise fairly powerless in at will employment. Some more senior officers from a nearby agency told me that I should have called one of them to bring me some white typing correction fluid to fill in the scratch if it was in the white paint or a black permanent marker if it was in the black paint instead of giving a known @$$hole a chance to mess me over for no good reason. They said I should have gone to the dealer and bought the touch up paint once they opened right after my shift ended because that's all those jerks who messed me over ultimately used on the vehicle anyway. It was a hard lesson in “the real world.” If this “discipline” taught me anything, it was that “fairness” is often a convenient illusion or talking point and that bullies and cowards often prevail over those who try to do the right thing. Shortly after my tiny scratch cost me more money than if I had paid to have the entire door painted at a repair shop, two white male officers caused ,major, damage to vehicles. Neither were treated as they should have been if policy was equally applied to everyone. One was near retirement and had horrible eyesight and bad habits. He hit a citizen’s vehicle in the rear. He had run a stop sign that he had been seen to run regularly while making a right hand turn only a few blocks from HQ. He was driving the same SUV that I had given a two inch, light scratch near the running board. He was ordered to have multiple unpaid days off, and he told them to piss off instead. The department had to pay out for that accident with the citizen and repair the department vehicle, and it cost the officer ,nothing, because he ,refused to accept the consequences,. They didn't dock his pay or write him up for insubordination, ,which should have happened per policy. A second young officer who was already a screw up (but connected to others with influence) disregarded direct orders during a big ice storm. Everyone was directed to ,not, patrol and to go from HQ to various protected positions spread out where we could wait safely in heated buildings with our cars close and relatively protected in case of emergency calls only. Even routine call responses were suspended due to the extreme weather hazard, but this young idiot decided that he was ,bored, and wanted to drive around the empty streets in ,subzero, weather on solid ice. He barely made it two blocks from where he was supposed to be before he hit a high curb so hard that it took the patrol car out of service with major damage. Others were placed at risk even to go to the accident location in such harsh conditions. The supervisor who had to respond to work the collision on that occasion was the same jerk who wrote me up for a scratch in the paint, so his hypocrisy was obvious when all of the idiocy was smoothed away despite thousands of dollars of damage being done. Once again, someone who exercised bad judgment placing others at risk (and in this case additionally violated a direct order) didn't get disciplined or lose any money. I was angry and disappointed. I decided after the second incident with nonsense excuses for the disparate treatment that I was ready to leave the agency and go to law school. There had already been other issues with ridiculous behavior from a few male officers, and it gets exhausting after a while being the odd person out carrying extra burdens related to race and/or gender in addition to trying to simply do one's job. I left for law school in 1991. If I was going to put up with $#!+ in every job, I would rather be paid decently for it and not sustain any additional permanent damage to my body. There are no decisions that I made with regard to my interactions with the public that I regret. I am a woman of color who started in law enforcement in the 1980s when I was a rarity. I was the first person of color (male or female) at one city to ever be on patrol, and it was a hellish experience a lot of the time for me. I was raised in a family that was keenly aware of the consequences of people being treated poorly because of ridiculous things like their color or gender, so I would never do that to someone else. I believe that people should be allowed to keep their dignity when possible even if they make mistakes and get arrested. I spoke to people even while arresting them to keep them from serious physical harm, and when force was necessary I used my professional training and good judgment based on actual conditions to make decisions (not fear or biases and stereotypes about certain groups). I never caused serious injury even to people who tried to harm me, but I took care of what was needed to keep the public safe (often despite their choices). I believe that a measure of how well I treated people even while known to be an officer with lots of activity including enforcement actions was that I frequently had people thank me for how I treated them. I can still recall the astonishment in the face of a dispatcher who once saw me doing a release from our city's holding cells of someone I had arrested hours earlier for multiple charges. The gentleman paused just before exiting to our lobby which was by dispatch. He thanked me for the way that I treated him, giving him the information he needed to get his moving violations and other legal issues handled as well as treating him “like a human.” He was an openly gay man in a place and time where being treated decently was sadly not his usual experience. He was clearly moved at being treated with basic respect, called “sir” and not roughly handled. He asked if he could give me a hug, and as my gun was still in a lock box, he had been searched by me earlier and he was no physical danger, I gave him the hug and some personal encouragement. I told him that he seemed like a nice person who had made some bad choices but that was no excuse for anyone to treat him poorly. I told him that the best way that he could thank me would be to get his life together and to not use the ugly behavior of some as an excuse to mess up his life with drugs and foolish legal problems. Not only did he fix his legal issues, but he came back to let me know that he had given up all drugs (mainly marijuana) and that he had gotten his life on a better track in general. In addition, he had contacted the city manager and chief of police to let them know about the positive things from our interaction which could have gone a very different direction. I only discovered what he had done when they called me to the city manager’s office where I was met by him, the chief and my now reformed former arrestee. It was one of those days that reminded me of why I became a police officer, to help people. The dispatcher was a white male a couple of years younger than me who hoped to be a police officer. He asked me a lot of questions about my interaction with the guy I had released including what I had done in the field, which charges were filed or not and why, etc. He asked many questions at other times following that incident as well. He was honest about me being a different type of officer from what he had observed to that point, and it appeared to intrigue him that I was quite effective and professional but so different in my approach from the norm at that time. I sometimes wonder what kind of police officer he became and if I had any influence over his path.
Start picking at your face. Watch the movie “bug” Start looking at the floor for dropped dope. Going to the Cereal section at Walmart. Watch the show Cops or border wars Look out the window Count and recount and rearrange your socks Search on Quora to search people on Facebook and friend request them Touch up painting that involves getting the colors and textures to match Improving something that already works fine Beginner Glass blowing with stuff around the house ,( florescent lights , light bulbs ) Looking in a magnified mirror with tweezers Popping black heads , white heads and other things that need to be popped Trimming your hair Sound decyphering
Let’s see. For eyebrows, I either use Anastasia Beverly Hills Dipbrow Pomade, NYX pencil, or a drugstore pencil. (BTW, Brow This Way brow pencil from Walmart is under $5 and it’s awesome.) For a full face I like to use primer, concealer for some spots, and then liquid foundation. So, that’s another three. Next, I usually just apply a neutral eyeshadow color, something that complements the look- usually a shimmery or matte brown, and I ,might, blend it around the corners with something else. Not much of an eyeshadow art girl, but props to people who have the time to make some truly awesome looks! I like to put some highlighter on my nose, cheekbones, chin, and a little on the forehead. With all of these things on, next I like to use setting spray. Urban Decay stuff does the trick. After that, I may or may not apply eyeliner, usually a cat-eye or light line, but we’ll count it. Then, I put on black mascara. I only use eyelash primer on a super special occasion so I won’t count that. Last, I’ll put on a matte liquid lipstick- my favorite. I like them to be in the nude range but may go for something more dramatic. My favorite of all time is Huda Beauty Liquid Matte Lipstick In Bombshell. It’s pretty durable in my experience. So, that’s ten for a full face, but I’m not a MUA. I found a look that works and I’ve run with it. Normally, though, I just put on some lotion, spot-control with concealer if need be, do my eyebrows up and wear some mascara. Might put on some light lipstick, but nothing that’ll stick like paint. (Tiny lil’ touch up/no makeup vs. usual makeup vs. full face)
I owe a Gunmetal grey. The only con I face with it is the paint chip problem. Even though taking proper care for it, paint gets chipped at few points. The paint quality is not as good as expected. Also touch up paints for it are not available in market at present. Very hard to find exact matte grey color. Rest, everything works great with it.
Batman doesn’t actually wear black eye makeup around his eyes. They put the eye makeup on the actors when they put on the mask and do a quick cut so they don’t have it on when they take the mask off. Why don’t we see flesh around the eyes in most comics? Well, in some cases it’s fictional materials that envelops the skin, or the white out eyes are tech lenses but in most cases it’s an creative short hand which stuck which others adopted because it was a cool aesthetic and then some feel compelled to justify narratively after the fact.
There is a Beatles song that was never really one of my favorites. I’ve heard it a thousand times. It’s a perfectly good song, but it was always “tainted” in my mind — and that’s ,The Two of Us,, from the Let It Be album. It was released at the end of the Beatles’ career. And the whole Let It Be album, the 1969 sessions and the movie which came out a little later — even though fans didn’t really understand at the time — came to represent “the end of the Beatles.” The album was “the demise of the Beatles.” But Beatles fans had the wrong impression, it turned out. Let It Be was more or less an experimental project they undertook in early 1969 — they weren’t satisfied with the results, and simply back-burnered it and left it in a can. Then just a few months later, they went back into the studio to make “a proper Beatles album” in the summer of 1969 called Abbey Road. A year later, they decided to pull the Let It Be stuff back out of the can, give it a little touch-up paint, and go ahead and put it out. It was a really popular album and produced a couple of hits. The Long and Winding Road, for example. But it was not “the end of the Beatles.” Abbey Road was. But Let It Be nonetheless very quickly came to represent “the end of the Beatles.” Stories began to circulate that the four Beatles were sour on each other. John Lennon was angry at George Harrison. Paul McCartney was angry at all of them, etc., etc. So for years, all that was the baggage that came with listening to anything on the Let It Be album. It was in everyone’s minds just a sad snapshot of happy people who were no longer getting along. But back to your question… When you watch the filmed performance of The Two of Us, which is widely available, what you see is just an unfortunate event. You see the Beatles (i.e., the most famous band in the world at that moment) performing what is essentially a “Beatles Unplugged” song. It looks like this was some Paul McCartney song that the band was not enthusiastic about and only begrudgingly recording. There is serious Paul, standing in a dark suit holding an acoustic guitar. There is serious Ringo back there on the drums, where he should be. There is George, seated on an amplifier absorbed in his baritone guitar lines — a good film director would have said to him: “OK, George, could we please have you stand up here so that your millions of fans can see you on film?” But apparently there was not a good film director available for the making of Let It Be…. And then there is John Lennon — or rather, no visible John Lennon. Where in the hell is John Lennon? As it turns out, John chose to sit on the floor, like a hippie, completely out of the film’s view. He appeared to be Mister “I’m not cooperating” for this filmed performance. A second camera manages to capture him a couple of time, so we know he’s there. But once again, a GOOD film director would have said, “Excuse me, Mr. Lennon, we’re going to need you to stand up now and cooperate with the cameras since you are one of the most famous people on the planet. Would you mind giving us just three little minutes of your time?” But that didn’t happen. As I said, apparently there was not a good filmmaker available that day. So what is anybody to make of the resulting filmed recording (which is what we hear today when we listen to Let It Be)? We can only assume that this is just a lot of drudgery by four people who don’t care any more. It’s a Paul McCartney song that John Lennon and George Harrison couldn’t be bothered to stand up and behave appropriately to film. And this is what I always heard whenever I heard The Two of Us: People who just weren’t motivated. But I have since realized I was completely wrong. Go back and listen to the song. It is such perfect harmony between Lennon and McCartney. In fact, I’d argue that the singing harmony on that song is as spot-on as anything they recorded in 1963 or 1964. You can hear it — it is just lovingly performed. What we hear is basically a live recording, in front of cameras, and it is virtually without a glitch. John’s harmonizing is perfectly sweet. Every word of the lyrics is nailed. Lennon sometimes mangled his own lyrics, but on The Two of Us, he gets all of McCartney’s lyrics exactly right. And in fact, this is an acoustic song performed to perfection by four guys who no longer wanted to go out and perform live on stage. Here’s what made me reconsider my earlier mis-impression: I happened to find a video on youtube (it might still be there somewhere) that’s about 8 or 10 minutes long. It’s really hard to watch because it’s like a sloppy home movie. But it is the actual film footage of that 1969 recording of The Two of Us. It takes forever for the film crew to get their act together. The director and cameramen are setting up the stage and testing the cameras. They are testing the microphones. And the four Beatles are patiently waiting. But they’re doing what the Beatles always did. They’re joking around. They’re laughing. John is making silly faces and singing funny lyrics and he’s cracking up Paul who’s trying to keep his composure. And in fact, the four of them appear to be really happy together and having a good time. Why Lennon was permitted to sit on the floor during the filming instead of standing up is mystifying. Honestly, had you been the executive producer of the Let It Be movie, you would have pulled the director aside and fired him for incompetence. But unfortunately, that didn’t happen. But what a difference in realities. That song, in the past, to my ears, always symbolized the Beatles having grown miserable together. But in reality, it’s a song (a live recording, mind you) of joyousness. They are nailing their song. The harmony was pure Beatles. And the only thing missing from it is a correct understanding — they might have been dealing with some friction at that moment, but who isn’t dealing with some friction at any given moment? But now when I hear the record, I hear a more accurate truth: They were having a blast being the Beatles Unplugged at that moment. They were very much still The Beatles. They just suffered at the hands of a film director who didn’t get it. But I now hear the song free of that regrettable movie director.
The colors in the lathe during the 20th century were determined by economic issues facing the lathe-makers and the machine shops. In the early part of the century, black paint had high bitumen content, which provides a protective finish that is durable and dries quickly. So lathes were painted in black in the same way as automobiles during that time. After GM invented Duco, which combined the broad color range of lacquers with the quick drying time of enamel, lathes could be painted in a broader range of colors. Even so, more black-colored ones were sold because, unlike automobiles, lathes are industrial goods. If the machine shop had black-colored machinery, they bought lathes in that color to match. And they would touch up old equipment in black to match everything else. During America’s involvement in World War II, civilian automobile production ceased, in order to mobilize for war. Paint manufacturers produced green paint for the army in great quantity, their surplus sold off to lathe manufacturers. In the years after the war, machine shops continued to buy green lathes if they had machines in that color, touching up old equipment in green. Today, lathes are available in many colors.
I once had a really good relationship with my neighbour. We were the same age so we basically grew up together. We had picnics together, we painted the pavement with chalk and we had waterfights in the summer. We had this rope between our windows so we could send notes to each other. We actually used to do a lot together, now I think about it. One time, we were painting and we decided to paint each other's faces. In the end we were covered in shades of black, blue, grey and pink (apparently those were the only colours we had). I have to admit that the painting on my face was more beautiful than the one on hers, but hey, I was about 6 years old. I tried. When her parents saw us they laughed, took a picture and told us to go wash ourselves. Later on we kind of grew apart. We were in different classes and we had different friends so it was hard to keep in touch as 9/10 year olds. And what made it even worse, was that I developed a massive crush on her. She was just so incredibly kind and pretty. She is still one of the most beautiful people I know, inside and out. Unfortunately, I became incredibly shy everytime we tried to talk to each other, so it only became harder and harder to keep in touch. At the moment she travels to places like Istanbul and Milan to pursue her career as a model. Just before she left though, she invited me into her house and there I saw it: a photo on the wall of her and me with big smiles and horrendously painted faces.
I am a white guy and was doing a touch-up paint job on my car when the old guy across the street started yelling and waving, trying to get my attention. I did a quick wave back, hoping he would ignore me, and then proceeded to shake off my floor mats while the paint was drying. I turned around and BAM — he was right there in my face. Excitedly, he asked what kind of car is that. Innocently, I responded it’s a Mazda… “F*CK YOU! YOU F*CKER CAN GO TO HELL! This is America, yeah! We do American cars now! F*CK YOU!” I said OK, thank you, goodbye now but he proceeded to get even more in my face and make threatening gestures. I ended up calling the cops. They came and determine that he was “not a threat.” Later that night, I rang the doorbell of his nextdoor neighbor. A Middle Eastern man answered the door, cautiously. I apologized for bothering him, explained what happened, and asked for a little background on his situation next door. He sighed and said “Oh yeah, he gets really bad when he drinks…he even cursed out my daughter for bringing an Asian friend over.” Since then, my crazy neighbor has “good” days and bad days. On good days, he waves at me; on bad days, he waves and curses me out for not waving back. I try to steer clear when possible.