"He ain't (expletive) comin' down, and I ain't waitin' all day for him," she told a colleague, crew chief Kim Long, at the dispatch center. "I mean, what the (expletive), this ain't no cab service."
Those words were uttered by someone charged with helping injured and sick people. Those words constitute a dereliction of duty. As a result of the attitude displayed by the person who spoke the above phrase and several others a man died.
Let’s go over that one more time, an AMBULANCE FUCKING MEDIC, whose job it is to save peoples lives and help those in health related distress was too goddamn lazy to do their JOB and someone died.
Unacceptable! Snow or no snow, you are NOT a taxi service, you are supposed to be the difference between life and death for some people. I guess these EMS workers WERE the difference.
Why am I so pissed about this a month+ later? Because the “punishment” was handed down yesterday. The worst offender got 5 days unpaid leave….ohhh that stings! I challenge someone to explain to me how a light slap on the wrist is acceptable when a man died because of this person’s LAZY, and holier than thou attitude.
Oh that’s right, they’re in a Union. An organization where standards are low, and substandard behavior is not only ignored, it’s defended vehemently (The head of the paramedic union has vowed to fight the suspensions).
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Thursday, March 25, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Where has everyone been?
First, I voted for Ravenstahl in 2007. I thought I would give him a chance. Hadn’t seen enough to make my decision. 2007-2009 was enough for me to make my decision.
Second, I am all about impeachment, he has shown too much political shadiness (how many “gate” scandals do you need in one administration?), and incompetence to warrant a full term.
My issue has nothing to do with that. I want to know where the hell all these impeachers were they on Election Day. More accurately, where were they on primary day; the real day when the election was decided?
His trip to Seven Springs was not his first dereliction of duty. It wasn’t the first time he put, you, me, the Hill District, and Curtis Mitchell second to his own personal needs and wants. It certainly wasn’t the first time he seriously botched a snow removal effort. It just disgusts me that his greatest “accomplishments” have been, in this order: #1 Becoming the youngest mayor of a “major city”, #2 Changing his name to “Steelerstahl”, and #3 weaseling his way onto the Steelers Super Bowl parade.
Apparently the above reasons along with being a Democrat who didn’t bankrupt the city (yet) have been enough to keep the yinzer masses satisfied.
You wanna know why we don’t move ahead as a city? See above.
Second, I am all about impeachment, he has shown too much political shadiness (how many “gate” scandals do you need in one administration?), and incompetence to warrant a full term.
My issue has nothing to do with that. I want to know where the hell all these impeachers were they on Election Day. More accurately, where were they on primary day; the real day when the election was decided?
His trip to Seven Springs was not his first dereliction of duty. It wasn’t the first time he put, you, me, the Hill District, and Curtis Mitchell second to his own personal needs and wants. It certainly wasn’t the first time he seriously botched a snow removal effort. It just disgusts me that his greatest “accomplishments” have been, in this order: #1 Becoming the youngest mayor of a “major city”, #2 Changing his name to “Steelerstahl”, and #3 weaseling his way onto the Steelers Super Bowl parade.
Apparently the above reasons along with being a Democrat who didn’t bankrupt the city (yet) have been enough to keep the yinzer masses satisfied.
You wanna know why we don’t move ahead as a city? See above.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
When is Enough Incompetence Enough?
Are we really that tied to the Democratic Party here? Seriously. Listen, I vote democrat most of the time, but do we have to vote for a democrat BECAUSE they are democrat? I think our lovely mayor thinks that is the case. Hell, I know that’s the case. He trips over his own arrogance/stupidity regularly, and bam, he’s back for a third term. This time he was MIA when he was supposed to be signing an emergency order, and he has the nerve to get pissy with the news media when they asked WHY he didn’t sign it and WHERE he was! . (Apparently Brave Little Luke was teaching the big bully media a “lesson” not to speculate about his whereabouts)
The news media has MORE than enough reason to question where he was. How many times has little Lukey been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or his ass in the Homeland Security SUV seat, or somewhere doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing when something significant was going on IN the city that HE is mayor of? More importantly, when are people going to get sick of it? Apparently we haven’t reached that threshold. I sure as shit hope we do before the next election. He has done NOTHING aside from ride the wave of good publicity about the city. Come to think of it he has even managed to look like an immature ass doing that.
Steelerstahl…embarrassing.
Oh, yea…and heads need to roll over a man who called TEN TIMES to 911, only to die before the EMS FINALLY arrived on scene. A sad chapter in what seems to be an increasingly damaging “war on snow”. Listen, I’m not naïve enough to think that Lukey was directly responsible for this, but you can take the blame in a couple of other directions. Namely, if the snow clearing effort had been a tad better, this may not have happened (see 2008, and Laurel Highlands), AND if there was better coordination both intra and inter department communication this also could have been prevented. However, considering the general response to the snow, I’m not surprised at the lack of coordination and communication.
The news media has MORE than enough reason to question where he was. How many times has little Lukey been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, or his ass in the Homeland Security SUV seat, or somewhere doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing when something significant was going on IN the city that HE is mayor of? More importantly, when are people going to get sick of it? Apparently we haven’t reached that threshold. I sure as shit hope we do before the next election. He has done NOTHING aside from ride the wave of good publicity about the city. Come to think of it he has even managed to look like an immature ass doing that.
Steelerstahl…embarrassing.
Oh, yea…and heads need to roll over a man who called TEN TIMES to 911, only to die before the EMS FINALLY arrived on scene. A sad chapter in what seems to be an increasingly damaging “war on snow”. Listen, I’m not naïve enough to think that Lukey was directly responsible for this, but you can take the blame in a couple of other directions. Namely, if the snow clearing effort had been a tad better, this may not have happened (see 2008, and Laurel Highlands), AND if there was better coordination both intra and inter department communication this also could have been prevented. However, considering the general response to the snow, I’m not surprised at the lack of coordination and communication.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Random-Ass Thoughts
News from the Front
The Snow Blitz(krieg) continues. Field Marshall Ravenstahl’s forces are advancing east through Polan, I mean Shadyside, and stand poised to outflank the Slib. The snow is hunkering down to meet this onslaught, which has been a long time coming. Intelligence says that the evil snow forces are confident that even if they are “wiped out” more reinforcements will arrive and Marshall Ravenstahl’s forces will be slow and inefficient in stopping them.
No word if any more gallant warriors from the meter maid brigade were wounded in the action of the past few days.
Here’s a wacky idea; instead thinking up all these stupid military euphemisms for SNOW REMOVAL, use that brain power to come up with a PLAN on how to deal with all this snow. Here is a military phrase that should have been used long time ago but wasn’t. It’s called a “Contingency Plan”. You have these in place in case of an “oh shit” situation, you know, like a snow storm.
Bruce Bodreau is a fat little baby.
I don’t like to insult people, and I know that calling The Capitals coach a fat little baby is harsh. I’d prefer to just call him fat, but I’m sorry, I can’t turn a blind eye to his childish behavior.
It’s not just his actions in relation to the Pens. Although, he clearly demonstrated during last year’s Eastern Conference Semi-Final, that his ability to eat can only be matched by his ability to whine ad nauseam about every single little, call, non-call, goal, non-goal, hit, or anything that doesn’t go his, or his team’s way. It’s a stark contrast to the calm, collected, and always professional Disco Dan.
I pity the Washington media who are forced for 82 or so games a year to sit through these bitch sessions. Granted I have only watched a few of his “new conferences”, but Christ it’s like listening to a six year old whine about not getting everything they wanted for Christmas. You have to wonder, how much that transfers to the team. He is the coach, it’s his team, and he acts like a baby. I wonder how much they see that and subconsciously think that it is appropriate behavior.
I also wonder if his penchant for throwing his players under the bus transfers to the players, or how they react to it. I remember FHCMT (Former Head Coach Michel Terrien) had a habit of doing that, and it worked…for a while, until the players stopped responding to it. You wonder at what point that may happen in D.C.
Either way, as a fan, I’ve become spoiled by HCDB (Head Coach Dan Bylsma). He is the antithesis to Bodreau, Cryin’ Brian, and John “Guido” Tortorella.
BFOM
I am a total (blogging) Fan of Munch. I would love to tag along for a munch session, especially one that would involve cocktails. Mr./Ms. (?) Munch just seems like a genuinely good time. Anyone who loves to eat and loves to drink, is good people in my book!
The Snow Blitz(krieg) continues. Field Marshall Ravenstahl’s forces are advancing east through Polan, I mean Shadyside, and stand poised to outflank the Slib. The snow is hunkering down to meet this onslaught, which has been a long time coming. Intelligence says that the evil snow forces are confident that even if they are “wiped out” more reinforcements will arrive and Marshall Ravenstahl’s forces will be slow and inefficient in stopping them.
No word if any more gallant warriors from the meter maid brigade were wounded in the action of the past few days.
Here’s a wacky idea; instead thinking up all these stupid military euphemisms for SNOW REMOVAL, use that brain power to come up with a PLAN on how to deal with all this snow. Here is a military phrase that should have been used long time ago but wasn’t. It’s called a “Contingency Plan”. You have these in place in case of an “oh shit” situation, you know, like a snow storm.
Bruce Bodreau is a fat little baby.
I don’t like to insult people, and I know that calling The Capitals coach a fat little baby is harsh. I’d prefer to just call him fat, but I’m sorry, I can’t turn a blind eye to his childish behavior.
It’s not just his actions in relation to the Pens. Although, he clearly demonstrated during last year’s Eastern Conference Semi-Final, that his ability to eat can only be matched by his ability to whine ad nauseam about every single little, call, non-call, goal, non-goal, hit, or anything that doesn’t go his, or his team’s way. It’s a stark contrast to the calm, collected, and always professional Disco Dan.
I pity the Washington media who are forced for 82 or so games a year to sit through these bitch sessions. Granted I have only watched a few of his “new conferences”, but Christ it’s like listening to a six year old whine about not getting everything they wanted for Christmas. You have to wonder, how much that transfers to the team. He is the coach, it’s his team, and he acts like a baby. I wonder how much they see that and subconsciously think that it is appropriate behavior.
I also wonder if his penchant for throwing his players under the bus transfers to the players, or how they react to it. I remember FHCMT (Former Head Coach Michel Terrien) had a habit of doing that, and it worked…for a while, until the players stopped responding to it. You wonder at what point that may happen in D.C.
Either way, as a fan, I’ve become spoiled by HCDB (Head Coach Dan Bylsma). He is the antithesis to Bodreau, Cryin’ Brian, and John “Guido” Tortorella.
BFOM
I am a total (blogging) Fan of Munch. I would love to tag along for a munch session, especially one that would involve cocktails. Mr./Ms. (?) Munch just seems like a genuinely good time. Anyone who loves to eat and loves to drink, is good people in my book!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Once Again, Calm Down!
Back from a several day snow shoveling extravaganza! I still love the snow and have yet to see the actual end of the world.Apparently the rest of Pittsburgh does not love the snow, and may actually think that they have seen the end of the world. If you can’t pause for a second to admire the beauty, or to throw a snowball, or to make a snow angel, you may just be a grumpy asshole who needs to re-evaluate how happy you are in your life.
There are quite a few hilarious nuggets in the past few days’ daily papers. My personal favorite came in today’s Post Gazette. I knew that the mayor was fighting a war on several fronts, snow, potholes, garbage, and anal leakage, I think.
Well the casualties from the war on snow are apparently piling up. The best quote of the article comes from a parking meter reader union shop steward, with the typical union flair for the over-dramatic:
“They’re not getting the training they need to be shown how to properly shovel snow…They’re not getting trained in how to lift 50-Pound bags of salt. One’s already down (BAHHHH!!!!)…and I’ve got more wounded (again, BAHHHHH!!!!) people coming in.”
Holy shit, they’re under fire! Those downtown snipers are rough, I know. I don’t want to belittle these people who are probably busting their asses, but really, do we need a block of instruction on how to shovel snow and how to lift things? Not to mention the over the top combat reference. It’s as ridiculous as it is hilarious.
I can’t wait to see the spaz-fest that happens tomorrow after we get our next 10 inches.
There are quite a few hilarious nuggets in the past few days’ daily papers. My personal favorite came in today’s Post Gazette. I knew that the mayor was fighting a war on several fronts, snow, potholes, garbage, and anal leakage, I think.
Well the casualties from the war on snow are apparently piling up. The best quote of the article comes from a parking meter reader union shop steward, with the typical union flair for the over-dramatic:
“They’re not getting the training they need to be shown how to properly shovel snow…They’re not getting trained in how to lift 50-Pound bags of salt. One’s already down (BAHHHH!!!!)…and I’ve got more wounded (again, BAHHHHH!!!!) people coming in.”
Holy shit, they’re under fire! Those downtown snipers are rough, I know. I don’t want to belittle these people who are probably busting their asses, but really, do we need a block of instruction on how to shovel snow and how to lift things? Not to mention the over the top combat reference. It’s as ridiculous as it is hilarious.
I can’t wait to see the spaz-fest that happens tomorrow after we get our next 10 inches.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Armageddon is upon us...AHHHHHHH!!!!!!
I love Western Pennsylvania phenomena. From "Yinz" to the parking chair, there so are things that make Western PA unique.
Today’s phenomenon is overreaction to snow. First, it’s by no means unique to Pittsburgh/Western PA, it happens all over the place, especially in the South. What makes it so funny here is the fact that we get cold, we get ice, and we get snow EVERY YEAR and every year people overreact to it. Also, every year it’s usually less than we expect, and even if it’s not, most everyone survives.
If you interviewed some frenzied yinzers stocking up for the two to three weeks that they won’t be able to leave the house, you might get a different impression. I really wanna know what goes through these people’s heads. Is it “This is the one, this time we are REALLY gonna get dumped on, and I won’t have bread, milk, and eggs!” (Who eats solely milk, eggs and bread anyway? Would you survive on hard boiled egg sandwiches and polish them off with a nice cold glass of milk? This is 2010, grab a Stouffers, or even better a Hot Pocket)
Who knows, I think this great mystery is on my list of questions to ask if I ever get to meet our glorious creator along with who killed JFK, and what the hell is the meaning of life?
Today’s phenomenon is overreaction to snow. First, it’s by no means unique to Pittsburgh/Western PA, it happens all over the place, especially in the South. What makes it so funny here is the fact that we get cold, we get ice, and we get snow EVERY YEAR and every year people overreact to it. Also, every year it’s usually less than we expect, and even if it’s not, most everyone survives.
If you interviewed some frenzied yinzers stocking up for the two to three weeks that they won’t be able to leave the house, you might get a different impression. I really wanna know what goes through these people’s heads. Is it “This is the one, this time we are REALLY gonna get dumped on, and I won’t have bread, milk, and eggs!” (Who eats solely milk, eggs and bread anyway? Would you survive on hard boiled egg sandwiches and polish them off with a nice cold glass of milk? This is 2010, grab a Stouffers, or even better a Hot Pocket)
Who knows, I think this great mystery is on my list of questions to ask if I ever get to meet our glorious creator along with who killed JFK, and what the hell is the meaning of life?
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Let is Snow mofugga
I may be the only one who thinks this but 6” isn’t enough (that’s what she said). We never get a real snowstorm in Western PA! I have lived here for ten years and I can’t even remember getting more than a foot of snow in the city at one shot. I am totally psyched for the storm and hope that we get a foot if not two feet of snow. Even though I don’t get off work for snow like I did school as a kid, waiting for the snow brings a sense of excitement like the good ole’ days of sledding, snowball fights and wet drea...nocturnal em…never mind.
Also, the more snow we get, the longer I can justify locking myself inside with a case of beer and eating soup.
Don’t worry, it would be good craft beer
Also, the more snow we get, the longer I can justify locking myself inside with a case of beer and eating soup.
Don’t worry, it would be good craft beer
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