spenac Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 One of them should have placed a foot on the birds body, then reached down and twisted the birds head off. Very easy and the bird no longer suffers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sirduke Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 It comes from having a uterus... random burst of emotion and stupidity Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eydawn Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 It comes from a lack of exposure to death and "icky" stuff. I don't think she reacted that way solely because she was female, I think she reacted that way because it's precisely how she's been conditioned to react. I think the person with the camera was a tool. I also agree, that someone should have put the bird out of its misery. No one likes having to do it, but sometimes it's necessary. Sorry to hear about the cats bringing "presents" for you, Dust... they don't understand any better, they're just operating on instinct... but it doesn't make it any easier to have to clean up after and watch. Wendy CO EMT-B Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sirduke Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 Hell, I like it when my cat brings up presents, it saves on cat food. I grew up with three sisters, who were always screeching about everything, I maintain it is a female thing, they love to be offended and love being dramatic about everything. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eydawn Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 And I maintain that it has nothing to do with being biologically female and everything to do with being socially conditioned to respond with screeching and to have that be "acceptable" because "she's just a woman." Gender does not one's reaction make; gender ROLES learned in society has a lot to do with it. I'm not a crazy feminist, before anyone gets on my case... and trust me, I usually am the first one to crack jokes about small feet, stoves, oven timers, and two black eyes... as well as commenting on female driving, and so on and so forth. But to insist that women love to be offended and dramatic simply because they happen to have ovaries and boobs is a little misguided. They behave that way because they've been taught that having ovaries and boobs means you scream at icky stuff and get all huffy all the time. Wendy CO EMT-B Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fiznat Posted November 13, 2008 Author Share Posted November 13, 2008 Uh oh... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eydawn Posted November 13, 2008 Share Posted November 13, 2008 Oh no! Fiz, don't get scared. I'm done, really I am. I blame some of it on working with literary theory right now... I'm right smack in the middle of gender studies, Queer Theory and feminist lit. Nobody get scared! I'm not shooting to kill, I promise! Wendy CO EMT-B Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Christopher.Collins Posted November 14, 2008 Share Posted November 14, 2008 If I had a nickle for every bird I hit last summer with an ambulance in the course of one week / shift rotation, Id be a rich man. Of course, Id request a bonus of a few dollars for the one I brought back to base stuck in the lightbar :twisted: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dustdevil Posted November 14, 2008 Share Posted November 14, 2008 If I had a nickle for every bird I hit last summer with an ambulance in the course of one week / shift rotation, Id be a rich man. Geeze. Sounds like you're living in an Alfred Hitchcock movie. :shock: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
spenac Posted November 14, 2008 Share Posted November 14, 2008 Geeze. Sounds like you're living in an Alfred Hitchcock movie. :shock: About 2 years ago we had a night where it sounded like the ambulance was getting pelted by large hail, but it was birds. We also hit 2 deer, a bunch of rabbits. By the end of that transport our amblance looked like it had been parked in a slaughter house, blood, fur, feathers, and even meat chunks. Never had a night like that before or since, was really like the animals and birds had decided to commit mass suicide. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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