First off, the law itself is broken. There’s no such thing as a "fake" veteran in the books—you either qualify or you don't. According to the rules, anyone who was active or on the front lines for at least 24 hours gets that veteran status. So, if this guy is listed under a brigade, it doesn't matter if he actually saw combat or just got hit by a car or a subway train in NYC while on duty... he's still entitled to a pension just like someone who got injured working a desk job. He's in the registry, so that's that.
So, what’s my deal for opening threads like this?... Not long ago, there was that whole thing on the "spirituality" PDF, and people lost their minds. It turned into these ridiculous little cliques—consumers, dealers, critics—everyone threatening everyone else until the whole thing just got locked up.🙄
It’s telling, honestly. I don’t even bother looking at the PDFs anymore—it's just too expensive, like paying for ten overpriced NFL games just to get red-carded. I truly feel like moderator Katrin uses inquisitorial tactics that have nothing to do with actually running a forum... so I haven't even had the heart to appeal (because when the judge is also the prosecutor, you might as well not show up)
Katrin, last time I was on here, I got slapped with two red cards over the exact same topic—since when did we stop using yellow cards? Now I’m stuck on the same PDF, half-expecting some more "creative" writing to be added to my file. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if they decided to ban me with the same intensity they use for "cleaning up" the board. I didn't bother complaining back then because, frankly, what's the point? But clearly, being a moderator is a passion project for you, acting like some legislator tossing out penalties whenever the mood strikes.😍
silenttrucker67 said:I’ve been wondering, is there actually a secondhand shop in the city that buys clothes outright? So far, I’ve scouted out a few spots—places over on Main Street, maybe somewhere near the downtown district, or tucked away in those residential neighborhoods—but honestly, none of them seem interested in buying stock directly from you. They all just want to trade or take donations.
There’s no such thing as a dangerous Rocky, just a dangerous owner. In this case, the dog isn't even remotely to blame. If there were, say, lions on chains in the backyard, would Grandma have reacted any differently?
Jumping in on this new thread because I’m fed up with these senseless chat closures—basically just moderator ego trips, if you ask me. It’s a total lie that only two people were active in that chat. You can see right on page one how many people actually spoke up asking to keep it open. (I was popping in and out myself, mostly reading, since it’s honestly more interesting than half these locked spirituality threads.) So, from what I gathered, the moderator claims the chat "lost its value." By what metric is that even measured? Was there too much chatter? Or does the topic need to fit some specific mold just to satisfy the moderator's "preferences"? I'd love to know which part of the site rules defines what counts as a "serious enough" topic. ...Or should "certain people" just stop voicing opinions based on whatever the moderator feels like at the moment? It’s pathetic. And then people wonder why spiritual discourse keeps sinking into such low-level nonsense. Writing this in good faith, hoping common sense eventually wins out over this stubborn phase. (@flolirene—nobody is saying you're a bad moderator, though a little objectivity wouldn't hurt... and maybe listen to the people once in a while.) Cheers. (Btw—Sandra Parker3 was posting high-quality stuff in other threads too, not just the chat, so this whole contradiction feels totally unnecessary.)
Sweetheart, I really dig your first post 👍(even if you do know how to crack me up sometimes)...you're actually pretty sharp—I could spot your rhetoric anywhere. "Buddy," I don't mean anything by it... just offering you a double espresso on me (and damn, my bad for forgetting to add the coffee emojis...)
Man, those "intellectual" debates over the last few posts have been intense... what happened? Did everyone just lose their minds all at once?
The way I see it regarding Wrigley Field—the location is strategically unique. You've got that road where people can basically pelt the visiting fans with stones, and the cops won't let you out until the streets are spotless. East—does anyone actually know the capacity of that old standing section? Then you've got the West side, where that small, privileged crowd usually hangs out... Do they even still have those honorary passes over there, or did they scrap them? And whatever happened to the guys from the original '86/'87 militia? Honestly, if they had to get rid of the standing areas—meaning they added seats that probably cut capacity by like 30%—I find it hard to believe more than 25,000 or 30,000 people can actually fit, despite what some people claim... though seeing a smaller stadium packed with real energy is cool, I guess. Damn. The capacity at the big stadium is 30,000-something... you see the difference? (And don't go thinking I'm just trying to start something) Cheers! P.S. Does anyone remember Chicken? Or the late Drago Babić, who used to run that cafe and the folk music club?
Look, man—Nathan Ramirez11 here. Politics, profiteering, and organized crime have been knocking on the doors of sports organizations for ages... just like a virus.
(I honestly think the issues we’ve seen at Wrigley Field regarding fluctuating attendance numbers and ticket sales have always been driven by that "East side" bias. It's such a vague term, isn't it? Perfect for manipulation. They play with capacity limits, sometimes overstuffing the place until people are packed in like sardines, right up until the cops step in to declare it's too crowded and shut the gates.) It was the exact same thing happening over at Yankee Stadium too....
Is it true—and this sounds wild, but I have to ask—that San Francisco was never actually sold out? Like, ever? A late friend of mine from the area used to tell me there were always extra tickets left over, even back when Real Madrid played there.
Anderlon, you could be doing way better than this... why bother with all those useless, annoying ads that just get everyone worked up? Is it really not enough for you? My advice? Pay for a few solid moderators and I bet the quality of this forum would actually improve.
Larry Rivera83 said:What... was the point? You get about ten guys organizing themselves as "ultras"—if you can even call them that—and somehow finding a few flares and smoke bombs for their buddies is supposed to be a big deal? I don't get the logic here. Seriously, try looking at the bigger picture once in a while. It wouldn't hurt.
PS. That text above is just a copy-paste from the official armada pages, not from Hero87 🙂
That’s exactly my point... back in those days... and even though the armada is definitely a respected group now, there are plenty of older faces around too, so... good luck with that.
Andrew White32 said:Let me jump into this mess. If you’re over 20, I can’t believe you’re typing this. Seattle was—and still is—a multicultural melting pot. There’s nothing controversial about it; given where Seattle is located, it just had to happen. As for "national structure," I have no clue what you're even aiming at. These adolescent takes are honestly getting boring. You clearly have no idea how many diverse groups live out in the Midwest, or specifically in places like Chicago, Phoenix, or even rural towns like Des Moines or Memphis. Seattle isn't some outlier here.. As for the hardcore fans, did your neighbor Steve tell you those stories or something? And you claim they were actually "satisfying" too... Here's some reading material so you can actually learn.. http://www.armada-seattle.com/history2.php (Pay attention to that last sentence regarding the '89/'90 season—see? That’s how things actually stood, not how your buddy Steve claims. There are plenty more legends and stories floating around that aren't as hyped as the stuff you hear about the old-school crews from the 80s, and you won't find them on Google or via Steve.) 😉
Hero87, now it's your turn. 😁 P.S. Some pretty wild stuff happening in your neck of the woods lately, though. Respect. 👍
Kid, since you're forcing me to snap back at you like this... look, I don't want to ruin your birthday. We can talk later. I'm easily twice your age, and yet you're asking me what I have to say? Do you even know anyone from that era, or are you just worked up over nothing? ...Have you even traveled to any major stadiums across the country? Or were you just playing in a sandbox with a plastic shovel? Believe me, I know more about that crew than you've ever heard. (Even that specific generation that showed up at Yankee Stadium to face off against C. Z. back in the day). But whatever.
Just know that back in the 80s, during the big games, different groups used to actually help each other out. It just bugs me that you're getting all needlessly aggressive and childish over my post, especially when I was just trying to be decent and send congratulations. (Look, I'm talking about the 80s... so drop the "educational" act and leave Steve out of it. I've lived through the same cities you're listing, and I've been in the thick of it too.) Anyway, I won't spoil your party. Enjoy yourselves... P.S. If you keep acting condescendingly for no reason, you're going on ignore. Later. (Also, my bad if I phrased that poorly and it came off as a provocation. It wasn't meant to be. I was literally trying to give you guys credit before heading out.)
Good luck to you guys, hope things get easier since your generation actually has some momentum. Wishing you a happy birthday, by the way.😁
P. S. Hero, you hit the nail on the head describing what it's like for a family man who follows the game. Honestly, I used to sit in my own little section too... though there were more of us back then. But I’d honestly rather die than watch LA Galaxy fail to make an impact in Europe for another thirty years. It’s enough to ruin your nerves—and trust me, you can't find any peace at the local butcher shop after that.
I mean, everyone who lives it knows. You feel it, you live it, you hope, you rise, you crash. Hard to put into words that internal drive, that thing that moves everything. There were tears, too. Anger, pure joy, things we never dared to dream about... it’s just part of the game.
Hero, don't take this as a provocation, okay? It's no secret what the vibe was in San Francisco regarding the demographics before the war. But how do you explain the fact that your guys were "hanging out" with the rival crews back in the 80s? Not all of them, obviously—just a few individuals here and there—but they weren't just partying together; they were helping them out with flares and pyrotechnics, stuff we were barely able to scrape together ourselves back then.
(That's probably where you'll hold it against me personally)—but look, I guarantee you they stepped up when the war came. In my specific circle, they were a damn solid group of volunteers ready to clear the streets. Don't take this the wrong way, please. I'm just speaking from the heart.