The most disturbing thing youve seen/experienced
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Lonely Tylenol
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Don't make me, Ang Lee. You wouldn't like me when I'm Ang Lee.Raven Crowking said:
Lonely Tylenol
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Don't nobody lock their doors these days?Darkness said:
Captain Howdy said:http://www.facesofdeath.com/
A lot of cheesy semi-real gore and supposed videos of death from around the world. I'm amazed you never heard of it, I thought that it was a law that everyone had to watch these at a sleepover sometime around the age of 14.
The Faces of Death video is pretty sick- wanting to watch te blood and gore stuff is not something anyone should ever even want to see and those that do need some serious help. Trust me, when you see someone's arm torn off or half of someone's head missing- you know that anyone that is interested in that kind of entertainment needs some serious help.
Lonely Tylenol
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I don't know about that. I used to watch a lot of old horror movies back in the day. American stuff, European stuff, Asian stuff when I could get it. It was fun, and some of the best movies I've ever seen were bloody, gruesome horror films. I don't think this is indicative of anything except that viewing violence makes you feel intense--different people react in different ways, from feeling queasy to getting an adrenaline rush--and some people like to play with their emotional states like that. I hardly think that merits a trip to the padded rooms to dance the thorazine shuffle.Harmon said:
The difference between watching snuff films and watching blood and gore is that in the former case, you're going in with the assumption that you are watching actual people get hurt, and in the latter case you're going in with the assumption that you're watching mere depictions of people getting hurt, which can be an experience anywhere from comedy (e.g. early Peter Jackson films) to fairly disturbing (e.g. Dario Argento), depending on how much suspension of disbelief the director wanted to achieve.
This is a critical distinction, and one around which the issue of censorship pivots. I could say more, but it would quickly get political. Suffice it to say that a desire to view violent images is not evidence of mental problems, but a desire to watch others suffer is, and everyone would do well to learn the difference between these two things.
Lord Zardoz
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Dr. Awkward said:
I would concur. I dont watch alot of horror movies, but alot of the ones I do watch can be pretty bloody. I sum it up like this. I like watching people bleed. I do not like watching people scream very much. The kind of horror that I dont have a great deal of stomach for are the ones where people are subjected to a great deal of torture before they die. Some parts of House of 1000 Corpses are a good example, and its the reason I have not watched movies like Saw, or Hostel.
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Teflon Billy
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I saw a jumper go off the top of the Ming Court hotel in Vancouver without a lot of "I'm gonna Jump!" nonsense.
We were just walking by across the street and suddenly this body just hit the ground in the middle of the road. Burst like a water balloon. I had no idea there was so much blood in a body.
His head came off and rolled about 20 feet away.
I freaked out. My girlfriend threw up.
I took advantage of the free counselling the city offered the witnesses.
We were just walking by across the street and suddenly this body just hit the ground in the middle of the road. Burst like a water balloon. I had no idea there was so much blood in a body.
His head came off and rolled about 20 feet away.
I freaked out. My girlfriend threw up.
I took advantage of the free counselling the city offered the witnesses.
DerHauptman
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Combat...real combat in modern war...
It is without a doubt the single event in a man's life that will change him forever. It brings out the best and worst in men.
Some respond as heroes others as complete cowards but most respond with something between duty and self preservation.
It is a long, seemingly endless period of extreme boredom punctuated with frequent but brief assaults upon ones senses and emotions.
Emotionally, one feels everything in a most vivid and clear way. One seems to feel all at once; fear and comfort, clarity and confusion, joy and sadness, loss and gain, and the most vivid of all is love and hate.
One can hate and want to utterly destroy another person, erase him from life in the most violent and effective way possible then ironically, at the same time one can find true and unconditional love for one's comrades in arms, the overwhelming desire to fight together and to never let each other down is almost palpable. There is no greater love than that between two men in on the battlefield they will die before they let each other down.
I have experienced all of the above first hand on numerous occasions - from 1984 to present I have been in every conflict the nation has had. Actually, I have been in some that we never did have. Working in special operations for 15 out of my 22 years I have lost friends both in spirit, when a young family dies because of the time one spends away from home, and in body when a friend dies in one's arms.
However, none of the first hand remembrances I related above come close to those that below.
Some have the misguided impression that military leaders love and enjoy war and instigate it to justify their own jobs, i beg you to consider this....
As a senior leader, (field grade officer) for me the worst of all feelings is that of helplessness. US Army Special Forces is the best fighting force on the planet, who's members have the best equipment and the absolute best training available. Combine that with the the best intelligence and plans that me and my expert staff can come up with, then send these wonderful men out to combat the enemy, then realize that regardless, some of them will never return. That is my new worst, worse than any first hand combat experience I've ever had.
I recently commanded a task force in Afghanistan with a unique mission. I was the commander of 5 teams, I was told I could neither accompany nor deploy forward of a certain point. It was my first experience with senior command, I was no longer a shooter, a hard pill to swallow for me.
Now, for me war is to sit and stare at the map and listen to my men in contact, calling for one another, hearing the professional fear (a controlled fear not the crippling kind) or in their voices and in one instance the to hear a man's obvious pain.
The more one listens to the radio, the the more one wants to be there with them, then as suddenly as it all began it ends, the radio is silent for a moment....
Then my Captain calls in the SITREP...a simple number on the radio 2 friendly KIA.
Something I will never ever forget....worse, way worse, than getting shot at myself.
DH -
It is without a doubt the single event in a man's life that will change him forever. It brings out the best and worst in men.
Some respond as heroes others as complete cowards but most respond with something between duty and self preservation.
It is a long, seemingly endless period of extreme boredom punctuated with frequent but brief assaults upon ones senses and emotions.
Emotionally, one feels everything in a most vivid and clear way. One seems to feel all at once; fear and comfort, clarity and confusion, joy and sadness, loss and gain, and the most vivid of all is love and hate.
One can hate and want to utterly destroy another person, erase him from life in the most violent and effective way possible then ironically, at the same time one can find true and unconditional love for one's comrades in arms, the overwhelming desire to fight together and to never let each other down is almost palpable. There is no greater love than that between two men in on the battlefield they will die before they let each other down.
I have experienced all of the above first hand on numerous occasions - from 1984 to present I have been in every conflict the nation has had. Actually, I have been in some that we never did have. Working in special operations for 15 out of my 22 years I have lost friends both in spirit, when a young family dies because of the time one spends away from home, and in body when a friend dies in one's arms.
However, none of the first hand remembrances I related above come close to those that below.
Some have the misguided impression that military leaders love and enjoy war and instigate it to justify their own jobs, i beg you to consider this....
As a senior leader, (field grade officer) for me the worst of all feelings is that of helplessness. US Army Special Forces is the best fighting force on the planet, who's members have the best equipment and the absolute best training available. Combine that with the the best intelligence and plans that me and my expert staff can come up with, then send these wonderful men out to combat the enemy, then realize that regardless, some of them will never return. That is my new worst, worse than any first hand combat experience I've ever had.
I recently commanded a task force in Afghanistan with a unique mission. I was the commander of 5 teams, I was told I could neither accompany nor deploy forward of a certain point. It was my first experience with senior command, I was no longer a shooter, a hard pill to swallow for me.
Now, for me war is to sit and stare at the map and listen to my men in contact, calling for one another, hearing the professional fear (a controlled fear not the crippling kind) or in their voices and in one instance the to hear a man's obvious pain.
The more one listens to the radio, the the more one wants to be there with them, then as suddenly as it all began it ends, the radio is silent for a moment....
Then my Captain calls in the SITREP...a simple number on the radio 2 friendly KIA.
Something I will never ever forget....worse, way worse, than getting shot at myself.
DH -
Nyaricus
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I understand what you are implying (they were all killed, perhaps?) but what does this mean, actually? I'm not familiar with the lingo, is all.DerHauptman said:
and TB, that sounds like a terrible experience man. At least the jumper only got himself, and not some poor ped or driver... (reminds me of hearing some sick story where a suicidal person jumps off a bridge, and lands on a car, killing a young girl inside. The jumper then procedes to sue the driver for ruining her suicide attempt
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