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does it have to happen to us or we just heard about it?

I heard actually I know because my grandfather was name after this story of a young kid name Beltran, who's father was a drunk and one day in anger he hit his wife so hard she hit the cabinet and as she lay dying the father saw what he done and knew that the police would come after him and he when to kill his entire family, the older brother fought but he too was kill actually stab to death and then came the middle brother who too was stab but mange to summon enough force to fight his father for a while and take his younger baby sister to the nearby police station, he walked 7 streets with several stabs wounds only to die at the hands of police the courage he demonstrate was so much a statue was build in his honor and his tale is still told today within Europe and South America reminding brother to take care of the youngest siblings

Great Thread Idea (yes that is the GTI acronym use it! xp ) Shadow, but since it doesn't involve going to other web sites, shouldn't it be posted in the regular forum and not the Elevator?

Give me some time to think of some crazy stuff to fess up to kay? wink

Wow.. Just.. wow. lol I have another one.

Ok.. I've had some friendships that regardless how bad they turned out, I still feel great respect for the person I knew. This one friend I had *won't say name* was sort of like that, accept later on I found out he drank and a ton of other stuff I didn't agree with overtly.. which of course led me to just let him be. But what I guess I admired was he did what I never have done for a lot of my friends... many have never met my parents, and the nature of things under this roof is that everyone keeps their friends to themselves. There are very few people we all together know.. and things turned sour cause with some of the ones we all knew.. well there was some serious habitual line crossing -this was some overt stuff (one set badmouthed us about not having some stereo system, and the way we had our yard set up. WE WANTED IT THAT WAY.. it was manageable. SOME NERVE).. -and of course there were the ones who'd just use us (we were open.. computers would be fixed, cars brought back to life, tools lent and knowledge traded).. then they turn on us. It got pretty stupid, and I'm guessing they thought we were dysfunctional and just needed a little nudge in the right direction to go over the brink.. we all just turned on them -sucks when someone doesn't know what they're really up against- *basically they knew someone or someones and went on this charade to evict us -that was *fun*.. failed miserably cause we did the same thing on them.. I mean.. when your yard's that much of a mess.. why even try to evict a neighbor a couple of houses down?.. but yeah.. -was fun.*
But anyways, this friend of mine really liked me, and he treated me like I was his brother. Whenever he took me over to his place, he convinced his parents to like me, and they did put him through some *stuff*... and we even went skating downtown at night.. met a lot of skaters like that.. that's for sure.. -yeah friendship fountain's pretty moody around that time -you can call it friendship shower when hurricane winds are howling through the city cause that's what it was like when me and another group went there... -and he liked playing the music loud. There were some things I didn't like, but I liked who he was as a person. He was a good person, and I didn't want my critiquing and judging him change that. I just didn't like being in the picture cause it all felt wrong. There were sides I didn't like.. sides his family wouldn't stand for either.. but.. meh.. -but I'm picky.
Basically, not a lot of people stand up for their friends.. I try, but I hate it when my shortcomings are blamed on my friends. made me feel guilty each time I saw them after what was said to me in their absence.. luckily that's stopped. but, I now realized that maybe he went through the same stuff, and felt the same shame. He confronted it. I won't forget that.

Same cards.

Two players are at a table.. one always wins, the other always loses. The loser keeps raising the stakes, and the winner keeps everything the same. One day, the loser said.. "look I'll give you this game, but I want to look at your hand.. no. I want to see all the cards." He got his wish. He went through all the cards... counted, checked for doubles, and also made sure the other player had no hidden cards.. complience is wonderful isn't it? -anyways, The loser is even more confused now.
He thought the winner had something great for him in the cards to allow such a winning streak.. they've both been playing the same game for the same amount of time since they learned it, but.. why were the statistics so blatantly opposite? Not to mention that they were twins..
The other player said how he plays.. "I just look at what I can do.. it's different every turn.. sometimes I can level you.. others I'm at your mercy.. others I opt to rest.. you worry too much about what I can do to you. Too much to even look at what you can do. We have the same cards..from the same deck. Lets go at this again."

That is a great story shadow, definitely something that we should all remember.