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There are many forms of compensation. All of which need an opinion to them selves. The school teacher involved in saving the kids from the axeweilding maniac getting less compo than the "stressed" dinner lady. Then there's personal injury compensation and what I call - "Idiot compensation" This is what I am going to write about. Insurance and therefore compensation is an important part of our lives. If you are involved in a car accident, and it was your fault, it is unlikely that you would want to pay for the injured party's physio-therepy for the sprung disk in their neck. And, pay for the wages they have lost whilst they are off work and of course pay for any damage to their car. Oh and, of course pay for and inconvenience caused. Conversely, if it happened that it was you that had been injured, then you would not want to pay all of the above costs. And, of course you would want some recompense for your inconvenience. Not to mention, flood damage (a lot of that going on at the moment), holiday insurance etc. This is all legitimate, and the whole point of insurance. But puh-lease! How can someone sue McDonalds for being scalded by hot coffee? OF COURSE the coffee is hot! That?s the whole 'thing' with coffee. It?s coffees reason for existing! It's a hot soft beverage. (To those pedants out there I know it can be iced too!!) Oh, and what about the smokers that obtained some £100K of what was legal aid to sue the tabacco companies because they developed smoking related illnesses. (Damn, and I though a 20 a day B&H habit was like having a brisk walk through the fresh air of the Alps!) And, there was this guy in my local paper who is suing an electronics company because he ignored the label on his TV warning against fiddling with the electrical circuit board and stuck a screwdriver in the back he was electrocuted (but ok). Just a brief look around my house turned up t
he following. * On my (Rowenta) Iron there is this little gem.... Warning: Never iron clothes on the body. In the kitchen... * Mark and Spencer's Bread Pudding - Product will be hot after heating. * Tesco's Tirimisu Desert ..... Do not turn upside down (Printed on the bottom of the box). And my favourite.. * Tesco Peanuts. Warning: This product contains nuts In my bathroom.... * Boot's Childrens Cough Medicine May cause drowsiness - Do not drive a car or run machinery. And my absolute favourite, on a fancy dress outfit I bought for my godson... * Warning: Cape does not enable user to fly. Although the above are really funny you have to wonder why companies feel that they need to issue such warnings. The simple answer is that today's compensation culture is such that these companies feel they have to cover their collective asses from the chance law suit from Joe Public. Surely we don?t need to be told that coffee is hot and that a costume doesn?t give you superpowers? But there is someone somewhere who will use the excuse, "Well, they didn?t tell me that I couldn't fly." And while there are still such greedy litigators, then companies will still treat us like idiots. Finally, let me say I have NEVER enjoyed coffee from Maccy D 's! Must phone my Lawyer.......
DVT - Deep Vein Thrombosis * Deep vein thrombosis is the formation of a blood clot in a vein, usually in the leg. The most serious - and potentially fatal - complications occur when part of the clot breaks away and reaches the lung* Just a small point, but I saw in the news paper this weekend (14/1/01) that DVT can affect you after long (eg more than 3 hr) coach journeys as well.. Of course Buses and Coaches have even LESS room to walk about and strech your legs, and service stops are often sacrificed in order to keep good time. So please remember the following - Should you be in ANY confined situation for any length of time, walk around up and down the plane/coach. If you are in a car, the stop at the service station. If you really can't walk about - rotate your ankles and try to flex your calf muscles. Do not drink alcohol, this exacerbates the problem. Drink plenty of water - keep yourself hydrated. If possible, take aspirin - this helps to thin the blood (Although some people are allergic to aspirin!) Happy Travelling!
There was a time in my life when I was unable to leave my bedsit. If I needed to 'go' I used a saucepan. I ate cold tinned beans, soup, at one point catfood until there was nothing left. Whereupon I stopped eating altogether. I wasn?t hungry in anycase. The curtains were always drawn, I couldn't see to read and had long since lost interest in TV and radio. I was going to lose my job because I couldn't (AND I MEAN COULDN?T) get out of bed. And they were sick of my excuses. I would vomit at the thought of dealing with people - even passing them in the street filled me with terror. My phone rang and rang and I wouldn't answer it. I was cutting my body to shreds with razor blades and broken glass and some of the results were in need of stitches, others were infected. I cried constantly until I had used up all my tears. I felt lonely (although I had pushed all my friends away) lost and completely without hope. There was another time in my life where I gave up living in London and went to NY through an inter-company transfer. I sold everything I owned (that would not fit into a rucksack) and off I went. I slept about 2 hours a night (at a push) I was bouncing from place to place, party to party. I started writing 2 novels and some short stories. I stopped eating because there was never any time, besides I wasn't hungry. I thought I was totally happy, I was surrounded by people (most of which were fair weather friends, scroungers, alcoholics and worse) caught up in the frenzy of my life. I couldn't sit still for 10 mins. I talked 90 miles an hour but made no sense at all! I put myself in all kinds of awful and potentially dangerous situations (wandering around Central Park at night on my own) because I *knew* no-one could hurt me. I maxed out 2 credit cards buying I dont know what ! and partying hard. I know I have nothing to show for it now! I took st
upid risks. These 2 times in my life were less than a month apart. This is my experience of Manic Depression (Bi-polar disorder etc) I have been on some pretty strong drugs in my time, not without their side effects, however they were necessary to stabalise me. Until recently, I have been taking a lower dose of Lithium and St Johns Wort. Which for the most part suits me well. Sometimes I need a slightly stronger SSRI such as Prozac to steady my mood swings. However Lithium is a nasty drug. It has a very narrow gap between which your dosage does not work, and where your dosage can cause irreversible liver and kidney damage. And, because of this I prefer to supplement Lithium with SJW rather than the further chemicals in Prozac etc. On the downside - it is too weak for it to help me on it's own, and it's bloody expensive! On the upside (cor it's like my bloody mood swings...) - ANYTHING that can make life even a little bit easier for people to manage has GOT to be good. Also, a lot of people still see depression as carrying a massive social stigma, consequently they will not see a Dr or a PsyDr. They can go to the chemist or Tesco or wherever and by a pot of SJW without anyone ever knowing. **** DISCLAIMER **** If you are depressed, especially if you are feeling suicidal SEEK HELP IMMIDIATELY. Call the samaritans, 08457 90 90 90 in the United Kingdom or 1850 60 90 90 in the Republic of Ireland www.samaritans.org.uk Get to your local hospital A&E department. Please look after yourself. If you want to ask me anything please go ahead.
Do you know what? I can't believe that live pictures can be beamed from an unmanned mission to Mars but ONDigital can't broadcast from their arial to my arial! If this seems a little strong, bear with me and I shall explain. I have had OnDigital twice now (not like I havn't given them a chance eh?) In my first flat, to be fair it wasn't too bad. Except when lorries / aeroplanes went by. Which is a bit of a problem when you live under the flight path to Heathrow and on a busy street. However, as I said it was bearable. I have always had cable previously, but this was not an option in this flat. THe rep at Granada was helpful and knowledgable, Customer services were helpful, the instalation was simple and so many hours of happy watching ensued. Then I moved. I returned the box as I was hoping I could get Sky at my new place. When I got there as it was a listed building no ariels were allowed to be mounted, so off I trotted to Dixons to buy a pre-paid box. I read all the postcodes etc and I was pleased to find out that I was in a strong reception area. I checked with the (somewhat dim) sales person that it was ok to use from a shared arial - he checked and and was told it was - so I completed the mound of forms and went home with my digibox. Thats when it all went wrong. It 'found' some of the channels. Among the missing were the Sky channels etc MTV, Sky 1 and Gold. (Kind of the reason we wanted the box) So I rang the helpline, and was told that a shared arial was not good enough and that I needed to upgrade at a cost. I told them "...listed building blah blah.......sales person checked with you....blah blah" but got no-where. I went on to explain that we were not allowed to mess with the existing arials but the upshot of it all was we were stuck with a service that was less than acceptable. Incidentaly, I found out later at a residents meeting that lots
of people had bought ONDigital in good faith and No-one got a good signal despite the fact that we were told we would. The channels would constantly stick (get up turn the box off and on, wait for a signal, change the channel, wait for the signal turn it off cause there is no signal etc etc etc) There was a hugely busy train line at the back of the building which meant that the signal was dropping out about every 15 mins (such a pain when you try to watch a movie) So the time came when we had to move again (by the way I am not a 'wandering gypsy' but an army wife!) and when we took over the new property we asked the Army Housing guy what the On Digital signal was like (We knew from friends on the camp that the terrestrial signal is diabolical) he was unequivicable in his answer. "Get Sky Don't bother with ONDigital, they advise loads of people that it works here but it f*****g won't you know.,." Hmm. So taking the advice of our erudite friend, we installed Sky Digital, for a fee of £40, the engineer was there in 4 days (on a Saturday!) He installed the dish, cleaned up after himself and was gone (drinking only 1 cup of tea) The service has been brilliant. The interactive shopping service does not seem to work - but as I have a computer for online shopping it's not important. The guide that comes monthly is adequate enough, and keeps the husband amused for a while! It does cost more, but the choice in programming is far better. The downside is that on the weekends and selected evenings our house is full of NFL/Soccer/Rugby/Cricket fans! The arial is not that attractive - but they are a lot smaller and more discreet than the old ones. The only truely negative thing is that now I can't watch corrie. *sigh*
To be frank, I think there must be something better as a deterrent as a punishment and as a tool of justice. I find it hard to rationalise that in 2001 we cannot conceive of a punishment that is appropriate and civilised. I offer you a sanitised version of what happens when you receive your 'capital punishment' Lethal Injection The inmate is secured with lined ankle and wrist restraints to a gurney in the preparation room outside the chamber. Cardiac monitor leads and stethoscopes are attached. Two saline intravenous lines are started, one in each arm, and the inmate is covered with a sheet. * Sodium Thiopental causes unconsciousness. * Pancuronium Bromide stops respiration. * Potassium Chloride stops heart. The saline intravenous lines are turned off and the thiopental sodium is injected which puts the inmate into a deep sleep. A second chemical agent, procuronium bromide (the generic name for Pavulon) follows. This agent is a total muscle relaxant. The inmate stops breathing and dies soon afterward. Surely Electrocution is better than being paralysed to death... Electrocution produces visibly destructive effects as the body?s internal organs are burned; the prisoner often leaps forward against the restraining straps when the switch is thrown. The body changes colour, the flesh swells and may even catch fire. The prisoner may defecate, urinate or vomit blood. Witnesses always report that there is a smell of burning flesh. Ok - That sounds nasty. Let?s try the Gas Chamber... The prisoner is restrained in a hermetically sealed steel chamber below which is a pan. Upon a signal, the executioner opens a valve, flowing hydrochloric acid into the pan. On a second signal, about 8 ounces of potassium cyanide crystals or tablets are dropped mechanically into the acid, producing hydrocyanic gas, which destroys the ability of blood hemoglobin to perform. (The root word of cyani
de, CYAN, denotes a blue colour, descriptive of the body's hue). Unconsciousness occurs within a few seconds if the prisoner takes a deep breath, and longer if he or she holds their breath. Death usually occurs within six to eighteen minutes. After pronouncement of death, the chamber is evacuated through carbon and neutralising filters. Gas-masked crews decontaminate the body with a bleach solution and outgassed prior to release. An unwary undertaker could be killed if this is not done. Not for you? Well, howsabout hanging? The prisoner is weighed prior to execution. The "drop" is based on the prisoners weight, (tables were developed in England during the 1800's) to deliver 1260 foot-pounds of force to the neck. Essentially, the prisoner?s weight in pounds is divided into 1260 to arrive at a drop in feet. This is to assure almost instant death, a minimum of bruising, and neither strangulation nor beheading. Properly done, death is by dislocation of the third or fourth cervical vertebrae. The familiar noose coil is placed behind the prisoner's left ear, so as to snap the neck upon dropping. .. Sounds about the best so far... Firing Squad? There is reportedly no protocol for the procedure, which according to information involves a five-man team, one of who will use a blank bullet so that none of them knows who was the real executioner. However, I can also see the opposing opinion, the ole eye for an eye. I, along with everyone else in the UK (and beyond) was appalled by the Jamie Bulger case. That 2 ?kids? could possibly dream of doing let alone commit such a monstrous crime is inconceivable. Let alone having done something so despicable, they are kept warm, safe given access to education, accommodation toys, gyms, that so many kids are denied and that especially Jamie Bulger was denied. And now, they are off abroad, with clean credit, qualifications and history. ..... That's not right. Adult
offenders rape and are let out of prison often within a matter of months. They murder and are let out within a couple of years, Meanwhile obtaining degrees, and other further education, get fit etc all the things that so many of my friends would love to do but can't afford to... That's not right either. This is only one facet of the arguement. I have not taken into consideration cost, possibility of abuse and miscarriage of justice etc. I would take up far too much room! Capital Punishment is not the answer. But neither is modern day prison. What is the answer? I don't know, but we should think long and hard about the alternatives...
It's been a long standing annoyance to me to hear people 1) Complain about sex / violence etc on TV 2) Poor scheduling of programmes (especially over Christmas) Yes, there is unnecessary sex and violence and admittedly there was not much worth watching on terrestrial TV (and not *that* much more on Sky) but there is this much under-utilised function on all TVs and remote controls. The OFF switch. If you dont want to watch a programme - TURN THE TV OFF! If there is nothing on, don't just watch something that is not interesting to you for the sake of having the TV set on... - TURN THE TV OFF! Christmas is one of the few times you can be with friends and family for more than a couple of hours a day. In our house we played games, talked and even did a jigsaw. I doubt we watched more than 4 hours over the Christmas period, but we had good fun with each other and with friends who came over (probably cause they were bored with the TV as well) So - in summary - In the words of a famous summer holiday programme.... Turn off the TV set, and do something less boring instead. Sitting at home, watching TV - turn it off no good for me... Why don't you etc etc
I spend a lot of my day driving to and from work, consequently I spend a lot of time listening to the radio. I was listening to PM on radio 4 the other day and was stunned to hear that a boxer is suing for over £1M as compensation for injuries sustained against a fight with Chris Eubank. Compensation. Now, the pro-boxing lobby were quick to offer their comment. Namely: "People get hurt in all sorts of sports every day" Hmm, true. But, I must say to these people that boxing is the only 'sport' where the sole purpose it to belt seven shades of s**t out of the other guy. It's even considered a bonus if you knock him out entirely. Now, as far as I am concerned, for the most part people should be left to get on with persuing their lives as they see fit. So if some boxer wants to get in a ring and see if some other boxer can punch harder than he himself can... I say fine. After all, there is good money to be made from boxing. Fight prizes, appearances not to mention commercial endorsements. Plus of course, there must be a certain satisfaction in knowing that you can fight and win. But, please, when you are suffering with braindamage, Parkinsons and debilitating physical disabilities remember this.. *You* brought this on yourself. Through the desire for fame and fortune you climbed *voluntarily* into a boxing ring to face a guy whos only focus was on hurting you as badly as he could as quickly as he could. Remember that you *chose* to follow a path that would eventually lead to some kind of brain damage and don't claim millions in compensation. Leave that money for research into congentital brain disfunctions and disability. Or perhaps donate it to the Drs and Nurses that have looked after you. Perhaps you should have saved some of that prize money?
I am not here. My parents are now considerably better off as my mother has been working. My husband is married to someone else. Possibly. My parents were 17 when I was conceived, still in college and just starting out in thier lives. Everyone urged my mother to terminate her pregnancy saying that they were too young and it would never work out. As it happens it did work out. My parents are as happy now as ever. It wasn't easy in the early years and my father worked incredibly hard to support his young family but it worked. My friend was raped and conceived. She couldn't bear the thought of carrying a child through to delivery that was concieved through hate, and that was part of her attacker. She was so unhappy before and after her termination that she'll never be the same again, but at least it saved her carrying the baby to term. My point is that abortion is not an easy decsision to make, there are major pros and cons to be considered, what is right for some is not going to be right for others, it is a matter of choice. It'll never be an easy choice, but I will stand by anyone regardless of that choice, they will need support and friendship not judgement.
I live about 40 miles outside of London, and I work in Hammersmith. The journey to work is one of THE most painful and excrutiating experiences in the world. When my Husband was first posted (he's in the armed forces) we decided that not only could we not afford a car, but being environmentally aware, we should utilise public transport. There is no bus provision that would get me to London leaving the train as the only viable alternative. South West Trains service my area so timetable clutched in my hand I boarded the 06.50 to Waterloo. 2 hours later I got there. I apologised to my employers and got on with my day. Next day, 2 and a quarter hours later the train terminated at Clapham. I apologised to my employers and continued as normal. Then the floods / speed restrictions / track repairs begun. Trains were cancelled without notice, destinations changed, late, full to capacity and I was still paying £300 per month for this 'service'. So we got a loan and a car. I spend 3 hours a day driving up and down to London. I see some of the most incredibly rude, stupid and irresponsible drivers that I have ever seen in 12 years of driving. In the fog, cars hurtling past over 80miles per hour on the wrong side of the road, cars (actually often those car/van affairs that BT used to use) running right up to your tail pipe flashing you to get out of the way no matter what lane you are in and regardless of the speed that you are doing. Motorcycles at traffic lights both on the left and right hand sides of the car all charging in front of the car - screaming off into the distance when the lights first change to green leaving me worried I am going to end up hitting one. But my pet hate? Where roads go from 2 lanes (in each direction) to one lane in 800 yds, 600 yds, 400 yds, 200 yds 100 yds and some pillock waits till he (and it is ALWAYS a he) is completly out of road before pushing into the qu
eue that I have sat in for 20 mins. Why do these people think they have the right to do this? Why are they so special that they dont have to sit in the queue with the rest? Is there something I am missing? Or are these men just rude and selfish?