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Wed Sep 9, 2009 1:22:41 am
A sheriff helicopter circled the pool I worked at this summer on several occasions. The neighborhood is the worst in northern NV so, beyond it being the first season of such frequent circlings and the general lack of police cars seen and sirens heard, this didn't seem extraordinary.
I got home tonight as one circled my apartment complex. Neighbors were staring at it and congregating to figure things out. It's an entirely different neighborhood. They were here for the first 20+ minutes I was home and then left. The complex manager didn't know what was going on but pointed out there were no police cars so everything must be ok.
Wed Sep 9, 2009 1:57:14 am
Do you feel like you are being followed?
Wed Sep 9, 2009 2:03:35 am
re: comment#1
Do you feel like you are being followed?
I do now. I haven't even killed anyone yet. It's ridiculous.Wed Sep 9, 2009 2:05:41 am
re: comment#2
I do now. I haven't even killed anyone yet. It's ridiculous.
I previously lived close enough to the Long Island Expressway to hear the traffic helicopters that hovered over it in the morning. I was not aware that they were traffic helicopters for the first few months and I felt like they were stalking me.
Wed Sep 9, 2009 2:19:43 am
maaaan on the run
Wed Sep 9, 2009 2:26:38 am
This reminds me of the suicide attempts on the Brooklyn Bridge. There was one year when they were very frequent. This was during the summer and my sister and I stayed home all day, spending a lot of time looking at the bridge out our window. It was very close and we could see the faces of pedestrians from our window. We had learned to recognize the look of agitation of someone contemplating suicide and we got very good at guessing who was going to do it. I never saw anyone actually jump, but there were a few times when I looked away briefly and the guy vanished. Police helicopters and boats always came to these events and lingered for a while after the guy either jumped or climbed back down.
Wed Sep 9, 2009 6:34:13 am
Years ago, I witnessed two drunks fall of a building to their splattery deaths. I am pretty sure they weren't suicidal; they just had impaired equilibrium and poor judgement. People are significantly less pretty when they rupture.
A girl named Erica Baker went missing several years ago about two blocks from my apartment. They drained a small pond looking for her and there was a lot of helicopter traffic at the time. I didn't find out what all the police helicopters were about (I lived near an air force base, so when I say there was a LOT of air traffic, I'm not kidding) until I watched the news later. She was quite a famous case for a long while and everybody was talking about her in that area. An old high school friend of mine noticed how closely I lived to the crime scene and pulled me aside one day with the "I'm not accusing you or anything, but I'm just wondering..." speech. I was livid with him about that, but I never let on how deeply offended I was that someone who knew me could even entertain a possibility like that.
Anyway, high numbers of low-flying, circling police helicopters certainly raises one's cortisol levels.
Wed Sep 9, 2009 6:42:04 am
re: comment#6
Years ago, I witnessed two drunks fall of a building to their splattery deaths. I am pretty sure they weren't suicidal; they just had impaired equilibrium and poor judgement. People are significantly less pretty when they rupture.
A girl named Erica Baker went missing several years ago about two blocks from my apartment. They drained a small pond looking for her and there was a lot of helicopter traffic at the time. I didn't find out what all the police helicopters were about (I lived near an air force base, so when I say there was a LOT of air traffic, I'm not kidding) until I watched the news later. She was quite a famous case for a long while and everybody was talking about her in that area. An old high school friend of mine noticed how closely I lived to the crime scene and pulled me aside one day with the "I'm not accusing you or anything, but I'm just wondering..." speech. I was livid with him about that, but I never let on how deeply offended I was that someone who knew me could even entertain a possibility like that.
Anyway, high numbers of low-flying, circling police helicopters certainly raises one's cortisol levels.
A pedestrian got hit by a car and died 15 feet from the front door of my house. This happened on a night when I arrived home later than planned because a client insisted on showing me his audio gear after I finished working on his computer. He talked so enthusiastically about his equipment that it was difficult for me to walk away. I think he might have saved my life.A girl named Erica Baker went missing several years ago about two blocks from my apartment. They drained a small pond looking for her and there was a lot of helicopter traffic at the time. I didn't find out what all the police helicopters were about (I lived near an air force base, so when I say there was a LOT of air traffic, I'm not kidding) until I watched the news later. She was quite a famous case for a long while and everybody was talking about her in that area. An old high school friend of mine noticed how closely I lived to the crime scene and pulled me aside one day with the "I'm not accusing you or anything, but I'm just wondering..." speech. I was livid with him about that, but I never let on how deeply offended I was that someone who knew me could even entertain a possibility like that.
Anyway, high numbers of low-flying, circling police helicopters certainly raises one's cortisol levels.
Wed Sep 9, 2009 6:46:28 am
re: comment#7
A pedestrian got hit by a car and died 15 feet from the front door of my house. This happened on a night when I arrived home later than planned because a client insisted on showing me his audio gear after I finished working on his computer. He talked so enthusiastically about his equipment that it was difficult for me to walk away. I think he might have saved my life.
It's strange sometimes how these things work out.Wed Sep 9, 2009 6:48:01 am
agrees with: comment#8
It's strange sometimes how these things work out.
Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:03:24 am
re: comment#8
It's strange sometimes how these things work out.
I wonder how many lives I have saved with my enthusiasm in everything in my effect of attempting to entertain everyone with nothing.Under the same notion, I am beside myself in imagining the potential suicides I have induced.
Fri Sep 11, 2009 7:21:31 am
re: comment#10
I wonder how many lives I have saved with my enthusiasm in everything in my effect of attempting to entertain everyone with nothing.
Under the same notion, I am beside myself in imagining the potential suicides I have induced.
Hopefully, the lives lost and the lives saved by your actions/inactions will average themselves out so that there is no net change to the quantity of lives in the system.Under the same notion, I am beside myself in imagining the potential suicides I have induced.
