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nice fake knife story, but EMTs will never pull out an object that's impaled in somebody on the scene. Stab Wound 101 is literally "do not pull the object out".
As I said in the original post, it literally was NOT impaled in his body. It was stuck in the chainlinks, and it was OBVIOUSLY not embeded in the man, because I'm quite sure the EMT could see the curve coming to the point. Chainmail links are usually a circumference that fits around a pencil, which is then further taken up by 4 to 6 links interlinked with it, depending on which pattern the maker used (I don't know which one he used; I didn't ask).
The majority of that tiny pencil-thick space is taken up by the thickness of the OTHER links' wires. You literally cannot put a pencil through chainmail once it's been woven together, because there is no room. The most penetration you'll get with an average-sized knife is maybe a third of an inch / 1cm tops. What you WILL get is a knife tip that is very thoroughly wedged in the links, but ONLY the tip of the knife.
Here is an image of non-riveted chainmail with human fingers in the picture for scale:

This stuff would not let more than the tip of a knifeblade through unless you were in a position to really drive home the blade. Reaching over a counter does NOT give a person a massive amount of leverage force, because they cannot put their full weight behind the blow (most folks will hit the counter with their waist or hips, which will absorb some of the incoming force).
Of course, it is true that abutted (not-riveted) chainmail CAN pull apart if you thrust with enough force. However, what the guy had made was RIVETED chainmail.
Literally, riveted chainmail is made up of rings that have flattened ends with holes through which a rivet has been set and hammered into place, so that the links CANNOT come apart so easily.

You can absolutely wedge the TIP of a knife in that stuff without actually penetrating deeper than a mere scratch...but you'd practically have to be charging at a dead run with the full weight of your body at the back of the hilt to have any hope of breaking through riveted chain deeply enough to penetrate with a mere knife. That dude had a convenience store counter in the way.
A regular shirt, man would've been shanked.
Chainmail under the shirt, absolutely not.
But it would look like he'd been shanked.
And did it not occur to you that when the EMT put his hands on my fellow SCAdian's back when trying to hold him still to exam the supposed wound...that he would FEEL THE CHAINMAIL under that work shirt?
Because abso-damned-lutely, you CAN feel chainmail through a shirt. Hell, you can even feel it through a puffy down jacket! Especially when you are trying to touch the body to stabilize a potentially injured person who is moving around, trying to demonstrate what had just happened.
EMTs don't diagnose patients hands-free. It's not a video call of a doctor's visit. They're very much hands-on-the-patient.
#literal decades in the SCA#plus I've served as a marshal (safety inspector) multiple times#yes I do know what chainmail can & cannot do#I've tested it for safety rating#I've even learned how to make both abuttted and riveted mail
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ik it’s not that serious but in class today i went to sit down and this grown ass women told me “you can’t sit there” (the class is like over enrolled so there’s barely any available seats) and i was like “are u joking ???🤨” and she said “no” i was like whatever and just went to try and find another seat. not that serious but i literally started getting flash backs to elementary school getting bullied and like idk i’ve never had a grown up tell me “you can’t sit there” for no valid reason 😭
#i wanted to rant about this but i suddenly feel like i’m a being a baby over nothing#but like literally last night i was writing abutt how i hate having friends because of how insecure i get and this like just adds to my#brain that i’m too gross to even sit next to#idk ??????
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Hai guys….. shuffles around on my feet nervously………. Sorry abutt lack of art…………. Haven’t been drawing…………. Fiddles with hands cautiously……………….. so sorry………… looks so sad………………….. my bad chat………………. Queen…. Never……. Cry……. Runs away crying
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No aButt on this country boy, but I have other ideas. As we were kissing I wouldn't reach down and Then, unbuckle that belt, unzip those wranglers, Then I would strip him up his clothes just leaving his underwear on him make sweet sweet love to him I want him to feel the love that I have for him he is one gorgeous stud I will slide it in him I will shoot my load in him then I will sit on him and ride him till he shot his load inside me yeah but Alan and give him a kiss and I would like beside him on his bed
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A HUGE thanks to Sebastian Roché for taking time from filming to talk to me abutt his work on the hit KDrama QUEEN OF TEARS opposite Kim Soo-hyun and Kim Ji-won. As far as I know, QoT is the 1st time a K-Drama hired an established western actor. The multi-lingual Roché spoke about what it's like working on a K-drama, learning Hangul & how his wife Alicia Hannah-Kim (of COBRA KAI) was key in making this happen. And, not for nothing, but this is the first interview I've done specifically for my Substack newsletter. I hope you enjoy it!
#Sebastian Roché#Queen of Tears#Alicia Hannah-Kim#Substack#Substack newsletter#Substack writer#I wrote this#South Korea#Paju#CJ ENM
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i was about to say there needs to be an obscure word for the sharp pang of awareness that i get when the limits of my human experience abutt the limits of another creature's. for example moon just showed me yume wheeky and i got emotional because i imagined what a guinea pig in captivity would dream about. bittersweet comfort of knowing an animal won't know pain or neglect but also knowing that even its dreams would be enclosed by a gilded cage, a moral judgement which the monkey brain wants sooooooooo badly to project onto the little dough animal, who cares about things like food... and crinkle bag... and having beef with his cagemate etc. which inevitably leads to thinking about what kind of cages im living in and what obscure sorrow i elicit from others.
that got away from me but anyway. i was about to say all that and then i realized. i have moribund and i can just make one up.
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I actually really love that in the manga the alice in wonderland episode has tamaki as alice because they thought "haruhi would make a bad alice bc shes not curious enough to go after the rabbit (hunny)". i totally forgot abutt this
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last night i had a dream that taylor swift announced a folk album based on a summer she spent secretly living in montana???? it was called "my montana adventures" and all the song titles referenced random cities in montana like "i love you, Kalispell" and "nothing aButte it"
#and i was so hyped for it too 😭😭😭#literally the dream was me reading her instagram announcement post
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Today was an interesting lesson in town-level government, and I'm going to share it with you all. Lucky you! 😂
Tonight there was a meeting of the Recreation Committee, and one agenda item was about allocation of courts to tennis vs. pickleball. There's a bit of relevant history here, in that pickleball was prohibited at the largest set of courts (ten out of seventeen total for tennis or twice that for pickleball) around town, despite having been in the agreed-upon plan and budget for rebuilding them. I think a US Tennis Association grant had something to do with that. 🤬
But enough about that. Here's the key lesson, with a bit of a spoiler: we got what we wanted because people showed up. Specifically, we wanted one of the other sites - only two courts for tennis or four for us - to be made pickleball only. At a previous meeting, the open comment period was 100% pickleball players demanding that we find an alternative to the now-denied courts at that central location, and apparently they listened. This time, the pattern repeated. There was one "abutter" who showed up to make the usual noise complaint, but one of the committee members pointed out that there were no houses not separated from those particular both horizontally by an entire soccer field and vertically by a drop of at least twenty feet. It's why we chose that site. Everyone else spoke in favor of the plan. And it worked!
It's important, though, to look at why or how it worked. It wasn't just about the "show of force" though that was certainly part of it. The other part is that, the way these things work, non-committee members can only speak once, for a maximum of two minutes. By having lots of people there, we could make many more points than if there had been only a few of us, and every counterpoint (of which there were a few from one committee member who obviously hated pickleball) could be rebutted by a new person. I know it all seems very tactical, but this "parliamentary" bullshit is part of how every government at every level works. You have to work with it. If you actually want to get anything done, even within your own little town, you have to show up and you have to be willing to speak even if that's not your inclination. Even I got up and made a couple of points. One of our older members had obvious trouble even getting her words out, but that only underscored how passionate she was about the topic at hand. Speaking up matters, and it works.
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Dyou know what this is. This is a traditional, Bux, of Norwegian Butter. Let's look inside. It's HARDLY empty. Duyou know, what's approaching? Chrismas is approach. Approach. Approaching. How doyou think we feel, do you know what the national, Chrismas cake in Norway is? Hhhhh, it's, something call, Lussekatter. Pl-u-i - Plucicats, in English. Dyuknow what the main, ingredience, in the Lu-A-in, Lussekatter iss? Butter!™
Do you think this is enough, for all the Christmas cakes thatt I was gonna make in, auaaeh, Christmas? NOo. So pheük you, America.nn...tl,eus,p...t...p,People. Because YEU. DON'T. KNOW. HOWIT. FEELS. mBEING. WITHOUT. ,aBUTTER™. IN. CHRISMAS. TIME.
And I ask, again: uWhat if it was YOU??????
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???????Hhh! Who diidn't have Butter™. Wouldyou go ask the neighbor- Oh No That's Right. Theneighbor doesn't have Butter™ either; NOBODY in the whole wide, turkeng COUNTRY has Butter™. h.......Mh!
I will come to you house. Iwill GO to your frechiaetor. Frich-frich, your fridgiateor. I will take your, Butter™ out of your fridge. Iwill EAT the Butter™, in front of You and your family's EYES. .... ..... And I-, Ie Force you to watch me, while I eat Oll your Butter™. That you were gonna have at Christmas Eve!
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You will Beg And Cry and say: "no, don't eat euall ower butterr, we need for crismas :(" I WILL SAY haha, not my probleM! ...And take the empty bottleout a Throw it down theuhh... Stairway., Iwill go home.
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At its May 5 meeting, the Leominster Planning Board approved site plans and special permits for a contractor’s yard on Hamilton Street and a retail/office redevelopment on Lancaster Street, following extensive discussions with abutters concerned about truck traffic, rodent infestation, and neighborh
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There was an employee at my previous job whose email was [email protected]. Never met him, but laughed every single time I saw his email.
thinking about how my old university's automatic email generation gave my friend Andy Ryan the email address ARYAN88
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The Flaw Pucker Asylum
Her adjacent messages and innocence with naivity.
The complacent passages sands benevolent myth nativity.
Each race to ponder, jealousy or pride, she starts the beauty of emotion to it's podium.
Reach face due wonder, heresy nor snide, he parts, her duty love, potions blue fits arcadium.
The sport of porridge and rice feels sullen now but the cows pudding of butter and hay is rye.
Her port gloves courage land, lice steal sudden vow, cut her brows footing above mutter brand, 'Nay Miss Pi'.
Her prompt, love and she he never wanted to abutt but something must break the power of four.
The compt dove land, he, she, ever? Chanted due her gut cut swarming lust takes her shower love more.
I, will fight, I will try but what if the victory is lost in me.
By still night by kill nigh cut, love her dictory his, cost win, 'BE'.
All I have is a breath and now a face and somehow a flower, what of the many wishes I made, for one meal?
Fall by laugh, his her death, stand, bow her grace stand, hums brown her power, cut love her granny, Mishas tie grades, score shun feel.
Eat this petal it is the unknown plant and it's root was your life.
Pleat his metal fit his her cun shown, chant bland pits foot, musts cure wife.
I am no contender of love but I must tell you it was God's word that confused you, the Lord has never spoken.
By lamb's fro pretenders love, doves luck by lust fell, few fit puss, odds herd bats, refused shoes her board mass severs broken.
Her claw tucker stadium.
The flaw pucker asylum.
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When I’m out smoking I’m all toking, less outspoken Make sure bushes abutt me Anywhere I’m like to be Imma spark the leaf To the bouncer’s grief He points to my pinner, source of all chagrin I’m hoofing it down like I fucked up plans and missed dinner Quick mediator, or cooking speed of meat we ate, two minutes both sides Both ate but didn’t dine yet More sick pussy than a vet 8 lives,…
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💬 Discussion on Senior Center Evaluations Tonight
To catch you up on what has been happening, over the last 2 months there have been multiple meetings by ReCalc and Council on Aging relating to designs and sites for a possible senior/inter-generational center. These meetings have focused on seeing design and cost estimates, hearing abutter concerns, and for board members to do rankings of the potential sites, etc..These are all culminating in…

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