Firestarter

Run off the road? While the other car is in front of her and turning onto an exit ramp? What the fuck kind of car was it? Did it have wings? No, that's my secondary point. The primary point is still the atrocious and absurd way she mishandled the situation.

... Clever and amusing sophistry. Not saying you're right or wrong; your second answer just made me chuckle.

I like Mike, but I have to admit EL BRUJ0 has something vaguely resembling a point here.

... Nice work, Sherlock. Y'all got me completely figured out. Of course, this must mean that I suffer from Down's syndrome or something because you also point out that she got little sympathy in the first place.

I still think that was inexcusable, and I can't understand how that was physically impossible to do. She said she was on 163 N and they turned onto 52 E. Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesn't that mean that the other car went at right angles to her? And doesn't that mean that the license plate would have been PERFECTLY VISIBLE for an extraordinary amount of time as the Expedition/Explorer/Navigator/Escalade (Jesus Christ, they don't all look that similar) turned towards the exit and then went up the ramp, as I presume there were few if any other cars on the road at that hour (past 2 in the morning)?

That too. I just don't see how this could possibly have been such a big fucking deal. Again, to reiterate, NO ONE GOT HURT. No one was even seriously threatened for even one second. Basically, she just has an overactive imagination to thank for her state. Well, I ignored it because I couldn't see how it applied to anything at all. As you've said it doesn't, or at least that you can't tell me how it does, I'll continue to ignore it until you can.

The cock pictures I see (figuratively) as a way to harmlessly kill time. SNSD's post I see as a pathetic appeal for attention and sympathy and cooing. The latter is a silly and immature attempt to extort emotional support from strangers. I think that's dishonest, contemptible, and stupid. The former I just consider physically disgusting and pointless. There's a difference. It's the primary point, yes. That's the secondary point. And the support and attention she was implicitly pleading for are the online equivalent of "lavish gifts and chocolate." Not saying I wouldn't mock them too, depending on the circs, but consider that in one you actually LOSE something, and it's much more possible to get hurt because of the much greater proximity of the criminal. So essentially I am right, and you lot consider it okay for her to be weak and stupid and hysterical because she's a woman. Fine. Just pointing that out. And pointing out that I don't agree with you. Your gender shouldn't matter; if you're an adult, you have a responsibility to behave like an adult. And when I've bothered to comment I've agreed with you. But what was the point of bringing this up?

Basically, it means to chase someone, with the implication that the chaser is nipping at, provoking, or otherwise constantly forcing the chasee to keep running.

It's still wrong. Perhaps you're trying to say "passes for having brains." Note that there's no need for the "as." PS. There's only one T in "edited."

I don't understand this. If you're implying that I should've given someone more hell over the "cock shots" than I gave SNSD for this "I'm so scared!" shit, you're doomed to disappointment. There's no fucking way I'm ever clicking on that thread.

Fair enough. I did that too.

Really? If a guy started wailing about how he went back to his girlfriend after being chivvied, and had a nervous breakdown in her arms and wept hysterically throughout the night, and is now too scared to leave the house without someone else whether it's day or night, you'd sit there and pat him on the had and say "Poor baby, it's all right, it was a difficult time for you?" Please don't make me laugh. You'd ALL be mocking him mercilessly. Every single one of you. Why is it so different because SNSD happens to be a girl? She's supposed to be weak and scared and helpless and inept and downright brainless? I love the way I was called the sexist one here. She handled it like a little kid in a sandbox who wets her pants and bawls because she couldn't remember how to ask permission to go to the toilet. She's supposed to be an adult, remember? And she's supposed to act like one. She didn't. Nope. I would've taken the license plate, then ignored them and continued to wherever I was going, and called the police on the way and told them to have a few squad cars waiting. I've done it before. And yes, that was the very first time I'd ever been in the situation, and I had one other person with me who was also a girl. So, next. Absolutely. I've made hundreds of mistakes and subsequently thought about how I could handle such situations better in the future. But you know what I didn't do? I never had a nervous breakdown. I never started crying hysterically over inconsequential shit which had absolutely NO measurable effect on me or anyone else. I never wailed about being too nervous to leave the damn house. I don't see how you can deny that she's being a complete miserable chickenshit here. I really don't.

How about grammar above a third grade level?

Let's consider one more aspect of this mess. All of you sitting there saying, "Aww, the poor thing, she just got scared, it was a difficult situation" - can you tell me that, if the person who'd posted this crap had balls between his legs instead of breasts on her chest, you'd be just as greasily sympathetic? That you'd be oozing the milk of human kindness quite so freely? Somehow I doubt it. But she does have breasts, which you people seem to believe excuses her from having to have a brain as well. Better yet, she photographs her breasts and uses them as her avatar! Well, naturally, you have to be sappy and understanding now. Feh. You're all as pathetic as she is. One more time (say it with me, kids): NOTHING HAPPENED TO HER. She did not freak out over ANYTHING THAT ACTUALLY OCCURRED. It's a huge psychodrama conducted to get treacly effusive attention. And you're all too willing to ladle spoonful after dripping spoonful into her mouth.

Why thank you, Tyler. You're welcome, and I accept your apology.

Of course, anyone with a smidgen of sense would have seen that I'm mocking her, expressing my disbelief and contempt, and telling her how to handle herself in the future so she doesn't come across like a complete fucktard. There's really no "RAGE" involved. Just amazement at her inability to deal with a perfectly low-key situation in a rational, adult way and insults directed at same. Plus a bit of impatience with her melodrama. "Why me?! Will I ever feel safe again? Whatever shall I do?! Woe is me!" Shut up. Just stick to posting "This thread is ghey" in random threads, Bruj0. You still have the intelligence for that.

Yes I can. And I did.

Ever heard of a rear view mirror? And how about when the car took the next exit while they stayed on the highway? Nope, it was sheer incompetence. I'm sick and tired of hearing about this "strange situation" shit like she was suddenly snatched out of her car and thrown into a crocodile-infested pit with only a pair of tweezers, a stick, and a bit of string with which to make her escape. She was being harassed on the road. When you're harassed on the road you note the other car's license plate number. It's not fucking rocket science. I say she did.

CNN story Oh, good.

Because most people are evil, stupid, incompetent, or all three. She didn't get mugged. She was chivvied. And now the poor delicate fragile little darling is too scared to leave the house at night. In fact, she's too scared to leave the house at all. Yes, that does mean she's a pussy. I like most pussies, but she's not a pussy in a good way. She's a whiner and she's weak and she uses her weakness to make other people coddle her. Without knowing the first thing about the man, I'll give odds of 2 to 1 that John would have vastly preferred slapping the bejeezus out of her to "[putting] his arms around [her]" when she had her "breakdown." A car that followed her over at least two exits, or did you miss that part? And at the end of this ludicrous tale of almost unbelievable ineptitude, while trying to report the incident, neither she nor her friend could get the license plate as the car sped past and took yet another exit?! I'm sorry, but that's just fucking inexcusable. It's absurd. It's the height of airheadedness, the ultimate pinnacle of being a scatterbrain, the acme of ditziness. It explains practically everything every misogynist has said about the limited intellect of women since the beginning of time. She didn't handle it with even the barest shred of competence. The car's in front of you. Get the goddamn license plate if you're ON THE PHONE TRYING TO REPORT IT. Christ, this is elementary. No one's shooting at you. No one's trying to run you off the road. No one's throwing things at you. You're looking at the car already. You're on a highway. The car is turning off, IN FRONT OF YOU, onto an exit ramp. What more do you need?! READ THE FUCKING LICENSE PLATE. It's not that damn hard. It really isn't. She finished her story a long time before I stepped on her throat. Now if it's all right with you, I'd like to continue bitchslapping her for being a feeble whiny whimpering little twit.

Are you saying that Schwarzenegger's being a native of Austria makes it more credible that he might be an admirer of Hitler's? If not, then how is his native country relevant? How can the context be "proper" in any way if they're attempting to link Arnold Schwarzenegger to Adolf Hitler? Failing any actual evidence, they had to throw in geography as a last resort. Doesn't that seem off at all to you?

Oh, great... Now where's Eagan469 when he'd actually be of some use?

No kidding. But it's probably the most excitement she's ever seen in her life, so she's playing it up. "OMG! I got chased! Poor li'l me! I'm just like sooo scared to even go out of the house at night!" I believe the proper and necessary response to that shit is SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU IGNORANT SELF-ABSORBED DRAMA-QUEEN; I'VE SEEN RUTABAGAS WITH MORE SPINE THAN YOU. Women who go through this ridiculously pathetic "scared and helpless" routine deserve a backhand across the face first and foremost.

Now that I've got that out of my system, here are some helpful suggestions: 1. Before anything even happens, HAVE YOUR STATE POLICE NUMBER ON SPEED DIAL. If you spend a lot of time driving within a certain county, have the county police on speed dial as well. 911 gets one hell of a lot of calls, and if your problem isn't urgent (as in life and death) they probably WILL put you on hold. No it's not unreasonable. Don't whine about it. Just be prepared, and have other numbers to dial. 2. If something happens, DON'T PANIC. By panicking you eliminate any chance you have of bringing a criminal to justice and you endanger yourself and everyone around you. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THAT AND NO RIGHT TO PANIC. Calm the fuck down and realise that if you're still breathing you're better off than you could be. 3. ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS get the license plate number. Note the colour and the make, and if possible the model and the year. 4. Try to make out how many people are in the car. 5. If you see a fucking police car, STOP. If the police give you directions, FOLLOW THEM. If the police tell you to do something, DO IT. It doesn't matter if you're doubling back or if you don't understand why they want you to do what they're telling you to do. They are competent and they have a plan. They'll have backup somewhere and they're steering you to it. You're untrained, scared, ignorant, and high on adrenaline. The policeman speaking to you is trained for exactly this situation, completely unafraid, well-informed, and perfectly calm. Do not make the mistake of thinking that you're smarter than the police. You are not. 6. When you make your report don't start making up shit to get people into more trouble. If you lie to them, the police WILL find out. State only the facts and state them clearly and concisely. If you don't know something or you're not sure about something, SAY SO. 7. As soon as you're done with one problem, THINK about how you handled it and how you could have handled it better. And next time, DO better.

I can't believe you didn't get the license plate. How on earth did that happen? I mean, how is it possible to take two or more exits with the same car chasing you, remain behind as the car takes at least a third exit by itself, and still fail to get its license plate? What exactly were you hoping would happen? Did you imagine those kids were just going to stick around and wait for the cops when you did make your report? Did you expect the actual license plate itself to fall off their car less than two inches from yours? Were you waiting for a magic mynah bird to swoop out of the sky and offer it to you on a silver platter? Maybe the fucking fairy princess sitting on the dashboard would take notes for you? You felt helpless? Well la de fucking da, you get a fucking cookie, because you ARE fucking helpless. You're scared to go out of the house alone, are you? You shouldn't be let out of a goddamn crib. What if, what if, what if. You didn't get shot, you didn't get hurt, you didn't get run off the road. "Why us? Why did it happen?" Here's a clue completely free of charge: NOTHING HAPPENED, YOU IMBECILE. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING HAPPENED TO YOU. You got scared. You failed to handle the situation. You acted like a moron and increased the chances that you or someone else would get hurt. You don't need to be held, you need a sharp slap across your silly face. Then you can be angry instead of scared, and next time someone pulls this sort of garbage on you, you can deal with it properly instead of panicking like some little junior high chickenshit. Jesus H Christ. I can see why even decent guys get so impatient with women; sometimes we don't seem to have a single goddamn brain cell to share between 3 billion of us.