But I lied. Apologies if you've heard me bitching about this already- it's just not going away.
There was a horrible car wreck last week. It closed the West Seattle Bridge for 8 hours while the police investigated. There was wreckage on the bridge, on the 99 above the bridge, and on Marginal Way, below the bridge. Three teenagers died. They burned to death in the car.
Yeah, it sucked for those of us in the West to deal with bridge closure for that long. But still...if it was someone I loved, or even if it isn't, I would want the investigation to be done properly...
I ranted about it online:
Hey Ezra Epstein, I saw your comments in the PI about the tragic inconvenience of being delayed in your commute from Vashon Island yesterday due to the car accident on the West Seattle Bridge. Pretty compassionate words, you fucking tool. So sorry that the police made your life a little more unpleasant. Try telling that to the families of the two 17 year old boys and the other as yet unnamed victim. Betcha they are real unhappy about your traffic delay.
Listen fucknugget, next time you decide to bitch and moan about the police being so inconsiderate as to keep you from the office for a little bit longer, consider this- would it be more compassionate and professional for them to pull the charred, unrecognizable remains from the smoldering heap of car, dump them in a shopping cart and shove the whole thing in the Sound? Didn't think so. So get a fucking clue, quit being a total tool, and have some class.
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Dude, that wasn't Ezra Epstein, that was Ezra Pound--you know he's a little wacky, as of late. But hey, give us more details re: this accident. Were those kids driving drunk? Yes? No? You can't just rant like that without giving all the facts to the readers. 'Cause if they were drunk driving then, well...you know, the attitude changes. Then Ezra might have a point. By the way, I see your boy from Renault won the Canadian Grand Prix. I actually watched the start of the Cleveland race yesterday: right off the first turn, a fucking wreck, and then on the subsequent turn-into-the-straightaway, some schmuck almost got decapitated by a flying car. That lucky sod even had the tiremarks on his helmet to prove it. Ouch, babe!
"So get a fucking clue, quit being a total tool, and have some class."
I love the (intentional) hypocracy.
Really sad story. Glad the accident I saw yesterday didn't involve burning teenagers.
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