Suicidal Tendencies Over Europe…

Every time I hear this phrase, I think of one of the greatest bands of the 1980’s and 90’s.

Germanwings co-pilot treated for suicidal tendencies

One of their greatest songs, “If I Don’t Wake Up,” seems to fit some situations very well for those despondent enough to not think and react, but the song is actually about empowerment and re-affirms strength and self-direction.

Sums up my 20’s: one moment, ready to throw everything in the shitter and call it quits…a descent into hopeless despondency which gives way way to a no-fucks-attitude and living your life as you see fit with no regard for society’s wish-washy constraints and conformity.

I woke up one morning and told myself, loudly, as Mike Muir might have: WAKE UP!! And paved a new trail.

Unfortunately, the weak…kill.

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Sounds from the last minute of Germanwings Flight 9525…unverified CVR.

**Edit, 3/29: With near certitude, this is fake**

Maybe it is, maybe it’s not. This is the internet.

Everything must be taken with an apocryphal grain of salt.

**What leads me to question the authenticity, as some have mentioned elsewhere, is that there is typically an automated verbal warning during a plane’s plunge and shortening proximity to the ground and there was nothing like that here.**

**But, on the other hand, some have said they can hear the stick shaker and an automated “pull up” warning as well.**

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Another new development and nail in the coffin for those inflaming Andreas Lubitz’s motives with mystical qualities.

His life’s calling was in danger.

He wanted to be a pilot since he was 14.

The story becomes more droll as it evolves.

No Islam, no depression, no sexual rage. Just a psychopathic Joker who wanted to watch the world (or all his passengers) burn.

Sometimes evil is not as scintillating as all the pet terms and concepts we adorn our bullshit with.

Andreas Lubitz, who was flying the Germanwings jetliner that slammed into a mountain in the French Alps on Tuesday, sought treatment for vision problems that may have jeopardized his ability to continue working as a pilot, two officials with knowledge of the investigation said Saturday.

The revelation of the possible trouble with his eyes added a new element to the emerging portrait of the 27-year-old German pilot, who the authorities say was also being treated for psychological issues and had hidden aspects of his medical condition from his employer.

It is not clear how severe his eye problems were or how they might have been related to his psychological condition. One person with knowledge of the investigation said the authorities had not ruled out the possibility that the vision problem could have been psychosomatic.

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Andreas Lubitz was not the villain a lot of people want; he was just a murderer with no motive.

Nothing spectacular to see here. Just a sick, weak man tormented by his own innate powerlessness who was handed the keys to the rather large carriage.

No depression, no chemical imbalance, no Islam. None of that short man’s, Beta rage, or Omega, or whatever other ludicrous misanthropic label we can conjure for creepy, dangerous men.

Sorry for the buzzkill.

Move right along. Nothing that exciting to see, really. The United States is crawling with such killers but their carnage hides in the folds of the newspaper.

An ex-girlfriend of the Germanwings pilot who crashed his plane in the French Alps, killing all 149 others on board, described him as “tormented” and able to hide secrets.

Maria, 26 (not her real name), told Bild newspaper that when she heard about the crash she remembered that he had said he was going do something “that would change the system” and “make everyone remember” him.

She added: “It didn’t make sense at the time but now it all does.”

Maria, who is thought to have met Lubitz at work, said he would wake up at night screaming in terror: “We’re going down.”

She added: “When I heard about the crash, there was just a tape playing in my head of what he said: ‘One day I will do something that will change the system and everyone will then know my name and remember me.’

“I did not know what he meant by that at the time, but now it’s clear.”

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If the platforms fit: not holding drunken, trashy British girls accountable.

The Grand National is an annual horse race event held at Aintree Race Course in Liverpool. Like most high profile horse races around the world, it has become somewhat of a periphery display in fashion and high society. Unlike many other horse race events, however, the Grand National appears to be infiltrated by a local swath of local Liverpudlians who lack the money, class or social status to maintain such appearances. As is apt to happen, the mixture of prole Brits, booze and pretentious imagery creates for some epic failures which photographers appear to happily illustrate. This is especially on display the first day of the 3-day event, the day known as “Ladies Day.” This appears to be the day the skanks come out of the woodwork and their bumbling, drunken and embarrassing visual escapades bring great revulsion (much of it feigned, I suspect) to those reading.

Here is a smattering of some less than flattering photos from last year’s Grand National:

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Despite the fact there many other photos representing female race-goers in a very legitimately sexy, well-cultured manner, Aintree Managing Director, John Baker, told the press he will “crack down” on photographers who portray the female race-goers in a humiliating light. Nothing is mentioned of protecting the male attendees, however.

Managing Director at Aintree John Baker says it’s time to stamp out the unfair coverage which has surrounded the event in recent years.

And he says the racecourse will do everything it can to protect women from feeling intimidated and mocked by cruel national media images.

“We have talked about trying to monitor those photographers, so if we see any element clearly looking for a negative shot and we can identify that, we will take their accreditation off them and we’ll kick them off the site. That’s not easily manageable, but that’s what we’ll endeavour to do.”

“We want people to be able to express themselves, and we want to make sure that the people who look fantastic on Ladies Day are what people remember it for,” he adds.

“This is my third National, and when you’re actually here you look around and think, these ladies look fabulous. Then you look at images in the Daily Mail and you think how out of order it is. It’s just not representative of our customers, or the people of Liverpool, or women in general.

It’s obvious that Baker, and anyone else from Aintree who acts as if the honor of its female patrons is of utmost urgency, is blowing smoke up our asses. It’s the image of the race he is trying to sanitize. It’s difficult trying to run a “classy” event when the images of such women are what the public comes to associate with Ladies Day and Aintree’s Grand National event.

Rather than hold women accountable for their behavior, Aintree directors will take the lazy, weak route that so many men resort to when confronted with the uncomfortable and awkward barrier of female entropy.

Let’s punish those who reveal it instead.

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