Folger's Extravagant Swatch Thread

Foler said:

Sup big Dom. Hope you're doing good today.

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Yeah man, I'm good. Just got back from the grocery store and the shelves are all looking healthy and nobody was coughing. Other than the one dude that just dropped dead and started to twitch: Saul Goodman

I give full permission for this to be used. Listening to one of the stories reminded me of something that happened to me a long time ago.

Note: This all happened in the late 70s. Way before cell phones, Political Correctness and before parents did everything short of putting a lo-jack up their kids ass to keep track of them. It was a time when People willfully segregated themselves and women were still considered weird for not wanting to be just moms and housewives.

When I was (I think) 8, I was sitting on a bench, under a blooming cherry tree, near a well known playground in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. I was drawing on a sketch pad, just minding my own business. Then, along comes a girl (who happened to be black - this is important), about 11, who sat next to me for a few moments before saying, 'I want to draw. Gimme that pad!'

She then tried to snatch it from me. But, being the victim of bullying, I recognized the signs and wrapped my arms around the pad and yelled, 'NO!'

Unfortunately, my yell attracted the girls Creature of a mother, who came over to us and basically said that because her kid wanted my drawing pad, I should 'give it to her. Right now!' No cajoling, no negotiating. Just 'NOW!'

Let me pause for a bit to describe this woman: she was thin and tall (at least to me, but now I think she was only 5'6"), with an Afro, big hoop earrings, a tye-die-ish, long sleeved shirt, tied just under her breasts and the classic bellbottom jeans with sneakers. She had on lots of makeup and big false eyelashes that had to be at least an inch long. She actually would've been pretty, if not for the I SMELL SHIT look on her face.

Again I yelled, 'NO!' LEAVE ME ALONE. YOU CANT HAVE MY SKETCH PAD!'

My open defiance resulted in the Creature bending over me and threatening to 'yank my stringy hair out and slap the shit out of me' if I didn't 'DO AS I WAS TOLD!'

I just curled into a ball, closed my eyes, crying and screamed, 'NO!' over and over (It never occurred to me to run, but I ho setly think if I had, they probably would've caught me).

Well, this made the Creature very mad, so she started to grab a handful of my hair (as her bitch daughter laughed) and was just about to yank on it....When she suddenly......just wasn't there! (she did pull a little of my hair out when she 'disappeared', causing me to yelp in pain).

I opened my eyes to see the Creature on the ground, looking up, fear etched accross her and her daughters faces as she looked up at.....my dad.

Dad had gone to the bathroom and mom (who was supposed to be watching me) had run into a friend and was talking to them and smoking a cigarette about 40 ft away(I hated cigarette smoke and she knew it). Because of all the noisy kids around hadn't heard me yelling (she got majorly chewed out for not watching me and was very apologetic to me and never made that mistake again. Mom wasnt a bad mom - she was actually a great mom - she just dropped the ball on this one).

Dad, upon comming back, had seen the Creature looming over me and then grab my hair. So he sprinted to us and slammed into the Creature, knocking her on her ass and then stood over her, with the most rage filled face I'd ever seen on my dad.

The Creature, for her part, just sat there, stunned and staring up at my dad, silent (pretty sure she'd put 2 and 2 together and figured out who he was).

Dad, eventually, thru clenched teeth, ground out, 'what....the FUCK.....were you doing....to my CHILD.... There was enough venom in his voice to kill an entire zoo's worth of animals. I was surprised Creature and her spawn didn't drop dead right there.

The Creature said nothing for a moment, but then (due to either bravery or stupidity), finally spoke.

'How could I know she was your kid? She looks white!'

For the record I'm Latina-Scottish- mom's Schottish and dad's a dark-skinned Nicaraguan.

Dad's glare - if possible - got even more rage filled.

'And what the FUCK does that have to do with ANYTHING!?' He snarled.

I saw the Creature swallow hard before continuing, 'we'd have never messed with her if we'd known she wasn't a WHITE GIRL!' She said it as if if it somehow excused her and her daughter attempting to hurt and steal from a small child. It was both revolting and pathetic.

Dad took a deep breath (probably to keep from kicking the Creature in the face) and said the following: 'So you think it's OK to hurt a child just because of her color? You fucking......RACIST...... Cunt! It's NEVER OK to harm a child! ANY child! Your 'Excuse' is fucking BULLSHIT and both you and your kid are pieces of shit! And the ONLY reason I don't kick your fucking head until it breaks open, is because I don't want to go to jail! Now get the fuck out of here before I change my fucking mind decide to take my chances with the cops!'

Dad then (not coincidentally) pulled her up by her Afro (she had a considerable one), then threw her away from him like she was covered in maggots.

The Creature stumbled, called him a cocksucker (When she was out of striking distance), then she and her walking fucktrophy ran away as fast as they could.

Dad picked me up (I was still crying), asked if I was ok and after i said 'yeah', asked if I wanted to go to the ice cream store near oir house to get a banana split. By this point mom had come back and asked what had happened(all of it had happened in just a few minutes, but to me it felt like hours). Dad still in rage mode, snapped at her for leaving me alone and carried me all the way back to the car.

Never saw The Creature or her Spawn again, even though I went to the park many, many times and I was very glad of it.
And I did get my Bananna split.

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If a thread has no CPU affinity it can happen that on the next turn it runs on a different core, so the thread technically runs on multiple cores, but only on one core at a time. To make it clear this means that at most it's processed as fast as a single core allows.

Because of this, when running a heavy thread on a dual core CPU the task manager may display both cores having a load around 50% giving the impression the thread runs on both cores simultaneously but this really means it runs on each one about 50% of the time.

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