This song is my new obsession. It’s an incredible song. The beats, which are the first things I hear in a song, are sickening! It’s incredibly uptempo and anytime is slows down it quickly revs back up! The lyrics are beautiful and, for me, relatable. Has there ever been a time where you were in a relationship, you knew that you should go, but you just can’t seem to leave? Falling in love in a hopeless place. And even when you have left, you want it back. So much so that you are considering taking the bad back with the good. Now the video does depict DRUG and ALCOHOL usage. Which I don’t relate with FYI. And while there are SEXUAL SITUATIONS there isn’t any nudity. So use your judgement when viewing at work or in the company of children. Rihanna doesn’t approve the use of drugs but they are used rather to show the contrast between when times are Good and Bad. Love and Hate. Yin and Yang so to speak. Although the video may seem grungy and dirty I LOVE the colors and effects such as the sparklers, the thunderstorm backdrop, and the steamers, lol. Watch the video for yourself and tell me in the comments below what you think! Here is Rihanna’s 11th #1 on the Billboard Hot 100, We Found Love.
Think there is a relation with the male blond character and her infamous ex Chris Brown… Some seem to think so…
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By Ricardo — 2 months ago
“To walk among heroes”
Guest blog post –
Written by –
Billy Short – Technical Trainer with RPSS
It was the last class of my training assignment for a PSAP in Louisiana. The training part of my class was over, so I broke into my post class “appreciation speech.” Since becoming a technical trainer for 911 dispatchers, my eyes had been opened to things that I guess, I had always taken for granted. I shared with the class how that I, as a citizen, truly appreciated the work that dispatchers perform. I had come to realize that most dispatchers were never truly recognized, or honestly appreciated for their work. I shared with them how that I had come to believe that they were the “first”, first responders. I had witnessed many community organizations and churches having appreciation events for other First Responder heroes, but I noticed that the members of the dispatch teams were never given a seat at that table of honor.
I shared how that now, I somewhat understood the roller coaster of emotion that a 911 calltaker could be on, simply by answering the next ringing telephone. I knew that one minute they would be able to feel their blood pressure rise in aggravation to a caller wondering when the electrical power would be restored to their neighborhood, or a caller wanting the phone number to the local tax office. To answering the next call and experiencing the desperate cries of a mother that had just pulled the lifeless body of her toddler from a swimming pool. I shared with the class my appreciation for their professionalism when taking a call from someone who just seemed to be having a difficult day, and needing to complain to someone, to the next call from someone that is having the absolute worse day of their life because their mate of 52 years was lying in the floor unresponsive.
I thanked them for doing the often-thankless job of giving CPR instructions over the phone until EMS arrived at the scene. I thanked them for trying to comfort a scared child, who left alone in the house, hears a scary noise outside. I tried my best to express my love, admiration, and appreciation for the job that they do, day in, day out, around the clock, and through the holidays. I also extended to them my friendship. Even though it would probably be limited to social media, or text messaging. I told them that if they ever needed someone to listen, someone to pray for them, someone to talk to, that I would be willing to be that guy.
I ended my speech with another, heart-felt “Thank You!” After the group began to file out of the room, one guy, kind of hung back a little. I could tell that my “speech” was having some sort of emotional effect on him. When the room emptied, this hulk of a dispatcher walked up to me, with tears now beginning to roll down his face, he asked if he could give me a hug. Of course, I obliged, and bear hugged him right back. With a soft voice he began to thank me. He simply stated that the job had begun to get to him, and that he didn’t know if he could keep going on. But that my speech had reminded him that it wasn’t a job that he performed. It was his calling! He told me that he was fired up and ready to get back out onto the floor and be the professional, the call-taker, the first responder that he was called to be. By this time, tears were in my eyes. I thanked him for sharing part of his story with me. And I thanked God for the little part that I had played in this First Responder Hero’s life calling!
Through social media, I found out a few months after that day, that my dispatcher friend had gotten off work, went home, went to sleep, and never woke up again. I felt the tears coming again! That scene at the door of the training room played back over in my mind. I felt an unexplainable sense of loss. That may sound strange. I had only spent a few hours in a training class with him. I never knew his life story. I never knew his family. I never knew his favorite food or color. But in his death, I knew that the world had lost a hero. To some, he was just a voice on the other end of a phone line. To some, he was just somebody that answered phones for a living. For some, he was just an operator that would give out a phone number. But I can’t help but believe that there were countless people whose lives had been saved, broken hearts comforted, and fears calmed, by this straw haired colored man. I believe that there were firefighters and police officers, that were made heroes of situations because this dispatcher sent them on their way. I believe that the world was a better place, and a safer place because of a that faceless voice on the other end of a mic, or telephone. And I believe that a dispatch team, lost a brother, that could never quite be replaced. And to me, I am reminded that my job is more than a job. It is a calling. A calling to walk among heroes! A calling to play my part in the training of giants! I want to be the best trainer that I can be, so that heroes and giants can be the best dispatcher that they can be!Post Views: 1,094
By Ricardo — 6 years ago
I remember grade school being pretty fun. There was a different learning tool every year. Some seemed stupid back then but looking back at it now, I see where it helped. Some learning tools came with incentives and if it had not been for that I might not have read as much. I mean, I enjoyed reading back then but I would rather write than read. Now years later I have a 7 year old and yesterday he revealed a program that I used to participate in and it shot me back to grade school.
“I’m going to have pizza tonight”, yelled Logan.
“What”, I asked.
“Well…maybe, if that’s what we have.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I get a free pizza because of Book It.”
I chuckled at him and flashed back to my pin with gold stars and a hologram on the front of it that would switch between a book and the Book It logo. I asked him to give it to me so that I could see what it looks like now and when I saw it I was a little disappointed. Sure you still get the pizza for reading books but now it’s simply a slip of paper. That’s right, a slip of paper! Why!? What happened to the Book It pin? The pins were what made the program awesome! Well…at least it made it awesome to me. Logan was very happy about it but my wife and I lit up at the thought of our pins back in the day. We both grinned from ear to ear and you would’ve thought we were the ones getting the personal pan pizza. We ended up having pizza for dinner and I am very proud of my boy.
After dinner I started thinking about other things in school that were cool. The first thing I thought about was these inflatable figures that were used as a tool for learning your ABC’s. I thought these figures were so cool that my parents went looking for them but could not find a store that sold them. The figures had names like Mister M – Munching Mouth, Mr. B. – Beautiful Buttons, and others. If you don’t remember The Letter People then you should Google it but if you were a kid in elementary school during the early to mid 80’s then you know what I’m talking about.
Man those figure were awesome and if I remember correctly I think there were some records or tapes that included songs or skits where a specific letter person told a story or something. Next up is D.A.R.E. Do you remember this program? If so then you remember the weeks of education followed by a t-shirt, pencils, erasers, and bumper stickers at the end of the program where there was an actual graduation. Sounds like a lot but it happened. Now…how many of you graduated the program and smoked weed either way? Raise your hand if you did this. Are you actually raising your hand right now? If you are then that’s pretty funny!
I’m sure there are many more things that made school cool but I can’t think of anything else at this time. I’ll tell you one thing, I remember walking down the hallway in grade school and the fresh odor of saw dust. I remember walking to my locker and approaching a huge puddle in the middle of the hallway. As I got closer the odor was stronger and every time it was the same thing. Some kid showed up to school sick and chucked it all over the floor so the janitor would have to put this sawdust like substance over it to take away the smell. It didn’t always help but it was better than nothing. Along the same lines of gross was the fluoride that was provided in grade school. Do you remember this? When it first started we were given a small, clear, plastic cup with a light green fluoride rinse. It tasted nasty and not minty at all. It tasted more like hotdog water but there was a way to get out of it. Each cup was accompanied by a napkin. What my friends and I did was wrap the napkin around the cup so that our teacher couldn’t see it and fake the rest. It worked every time! Later on they began using a bubblegum flavor but by then I was older and the school didn’t care anymore. Either way it was all nasty and years later we find out that fluoride isn’t the best thing for us after all. Hmm….Well all of this, minus the sawdust and fluoride, made school cool. If you can remember anything from school like this then make sure to comment. If there are any school officials who are reading this then I request that you bring back the Book It pin and the Letter People! They were awesome and I think kids would dig it. Have a good one folks and happy reading!Post Views: 124
By Ricardo — 2 years ago
Within the Trenches is back! Episode 107 is sponsored by INdigital – A leader in Next-Gen Core Services. In this episode I sat down with my brother Fernando to tell some personal stories that include a possible UFO sighting and a 9-1-1 tape of those sightings. A shoutout goes to OpenMinds – UFO News and Investigations for the short story and the audio. Also the Sons and Daughters of Dispatch decals are available for purchase so get yours while you can! Another shoutout goes to Heather of Absolute Photography in Holland, MI for assisting with the first few orders of vinyl decals. You do amazing work and if anyone is looking for vinyl Heather is your top choice!
This episode is a must listen so make sure to check it out and share! As always if you have any questions or you would like to be a guest on the show send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org.
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