"Prosecutors said Johnson, from Frederick, Maryland, received the maximum sentence allowed under law. They dropped child sexual abuse image charges under the terms of his plea agreement."
She probably told him that as they argued about his being a pedophile. She must have found his stash. Sick fuck. I can't believe they let him plea this down to manslaughter.
McQueen was born in Beech Grove, Indiana, a suburban community bordering Indianapolis, in Marion County. His father, William, a stunt pilot for a barnstorming flying circus, abandoned McQueen and his mother when McQueen was six months old. His mother, Julia, was a young, rebellious alcoholic. Unable to cope with bringing up a small child, she left him with her parents (Victor and Lillian) in Slater, Missouri, in 1933. Shortly thereafter, as the Great Depression set in, McQueen and his grandparents moved in with Lillian's brother Claude on the latter's farm in Slater.
McQueen had good memories of the time spent on his Great Uncle Claude's farm. In recalling Claude, McQueen stated "He was a very good man, very strong, very fair. I learned a lot from him." On McQueen's fourth birthday, Claude gave him a red tricycle, which McQueen later claimed started his interest in racing. At age 8, he was taken back by his mother and lived with her and her new husband in Indianapolis. McQueen retained a special memory of leaving the farm: "The day I left the farm Uncle Claude gave me a personal going-away present; a gold pocket watch, with an inscription inside the case." The inscription read: "To Steve-- who has been a son to me."
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"In 1979, McQueen was diagnosed with terminal cancer and checked into a shady Mexican clinic run by an ex-dentist and organic-food salesman named Willian Kelley, and actually seemed to be getting better until he succumbed to a heart attack following a relatively minor medical procedure. Kelley, who himself later died of cancer, told me that the official “complications from surgery” version of events was a sham and that in fact “someone with access to Steve’s room” had deliberately injected him with a blood-clotting solution to induce a cardiac arrest. When I asked Kelley why anyone would do so, he replied that it was because McQueen was recovering under his care, and his survival would have been seen as an intolerable threat to the “mainstream cancer-treatment racket.”
Before Mexico, however, there was the ranch and Americana, and what was perhaps a surprising move to most. McQueen began attending worship services at the nearby Ventura Missionary Church, where he one day introduced himself—as though his face might not already be familiar—to the pastor, Leonard De Witt, informing him that he was sick and tired of Hollywood, had “led a godless life,” and was ready to be born again. Unsurprisingly, some of the actor’s old gang had a cynical interpretation of what followed. By then, the theory went, McQueen already knew he was ill; he would never have set foot in a church except as a kind of insurance policy. But set against this, there’s the testimony of De Witt himself, no soft touch when it comes to character judgment, who told me: “Steve made a genuine conversion. Christianity was all of a piece with his leaving Hollywood and searching for new values. That’s what we talked about for literally hours on end.”
The guy who tried to walk off with $250 of studio cash plastered to his frame was also capable of great generosity. “I believe that spiritual side to him was always there,” insisted Pastor De Witt, “and he was a living example of practical Christianity long before I met him, anonymously buying thousands of dollars’ worth of new sports equipment for schools and youth clubs, leaving expensive gifts at peoples’ doors in the middle of the night, and then giving them that ‘Who, me?’ look if they asked him about them.” De Witt summed it up this way: “Most of us are really two people, if not more. But the split in personality was unusually wide in McQueen’s case. You could even use the word schizophrenic. There was the tough guy, obviously, and just below that there was an endearingly vulnerable, sweet-natured kid signaling wildly to be let out. I think you can see both sides of Steve at work long before the day he knocked on my office door and asked to be baptized.”
Mullins became a researcher at the Library of Congress in 1950 and helped Senator Joseph McCarthy in making claims about Communist Party funding sources.[8] He later stated that he believed McCarthy had "started to turn the tide against world communism".[9] Shortly after his first book, The Secrets of The Federal Reserve, came out in 1952, he was discharged by the Library of Congress.[10]
After watching this a few times, I don't think these guys cared much for putting this trouble-making monkey in the hospital. They just wanted his drooling ass out.
jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
"Prosecutors said Johnson, from Frederick, Maryland, received the maximum sentence allowed under law. They dropped child sexual abuse image charges under the terms of his plea agreement."
She probably told him that as they argued about his being a pedophile. She must have found his stash. Sick fuck. I can't believe they let him plea this down to manslaughter.
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
I am too accustomed to the romance languages.
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
Let's ask europe who was better.
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
Gruyere. Yes.
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
Very welcome.
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jfroybees 5 points 2 weeks ago
McQueen was born in Beech Grove, Indiana, a suburban community bordering Indianapolis, in Marion County. His father, William, a stunt pilot for a barnstorming flying circus, abandoned McQueen and his mother when McQueen was six months old. His mother, Julia, was a young, rebellious alcoholic. Unable to cope with bringing up a small child, she left him with her parents (Victor and Lillian) in Slater, Missouri, in 1933. Shortly thereafter, as the Great Depression set in, McQueen and his grandparents moved in with Lillian's brother Claude on the latter's farm in Slater.
McQueen had good memories of the time spent on his Great Uncle Claude's farm. In recalling Claude, McQueen stated "He was a very good man, very strong, very fair. I learned a lot from him." On McQueen's fourth birthday, Claude gave him a red tricycle, which McQueen later claimed started his interest in racing. At age 8, he was taken back by his mother and lived with her and her new husband in Indianapolis. McQueen retained a special memory of leaving the farm: "The day I left the farm Uncle Claude gave me a personal going-away present; a gold pocket watch, with an inscription inside the case." The inscription read: "To Steve-- who has been a son to me."
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"In 1979, McQueen was diagnosed with terminal cancer and checked into a shady Mexican clinic run by an ex-dentist and organic-food salesman named Willian Kelley, and actually seemed to be getting better until he succumbed to a heart attack following a relatively minor medical procedure. Kelley, who himself later died of cancer, told me that the official “complications from surgery” version of events was a sham and that in fact “someone with access to Steve’s room” had deliberately injected him with a blood-clotting solution to induce a cardiac arrest. When I asked Kelley why anyone would do so, he replied that it was because McQueen was recovering under his care, and his survival would have been seen as an intolerable threat to the “mainstream cancer-treatment racket.”
Before Mexico, however, there was the ranch and Americana, and what was perhaps a surprising move to most. McQueen began attending worship services at the nearby Ventura Missionary Church, where he one day introduced himself—as though his face might not already be familiar—to the pastor, Leonard De Witt, informing him that he was sick and tired of Hollywood, had “led a godless life,” and was ready to be born again. Unsurprisingly, some of the actor’s old gang had a cynical interpretation of what followed. By then, the theory went, McQueen already knew he was ill; he would never have set foot in a church except as a kind of insurance policy. But set against this, there’s the testimony of De Witt himself, no soft touch when it comes to character judgment, who told me: “Steve made a genuine conversion. Christianity was all of a piece with his leaving Hollywood and searching for new values. That’s what we talked about for literally hours on end.”
The guy who tried to walk off with $250 of studio cash plastered to his frame was also capable of great generosity. “I believe that spiritual side to him was always there,” insisted Pastor De Witt, “and he was a living example of practical Christianity long before I met him, anonymously buying thousands of dollars’ worth of new sports equipment for schools and youth clubs, leaving expensive gifts at peoples’ doors in the middle of the night, and then giving them that ‘Who, me?’ look if they asked him about them.” De Witt summed it up this way: “Most of us are really two people, if not more. But the split in personality was unusually wide in McQueen’s case. You could even use the word schizophrenic. There was the tough guy, obviously, and just below that there was an endearingly vulnerable, sweet-natured kid signaling wildly to be let out. I think you can see both sides of Steve at work long before the day he knocked on my office door and asked to be baptized.”
All-American Steve McQueen
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
Big Beautiful Steaming Pile of Dogshit. Now that it is noticed, some states won't abide that.
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jfroybees 6 points 2 weeks ago
Disability for the rest of his life courtesy of the taxpayer because he's a bored fag looking for excitement. Well, he got it.
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
The 1920s cars are beautiful, but the Iso Grifo has beauty and speed.
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jfroybees 3 points 2 weeks ago
Mullins became a researcher at the Library of Congress in 1950 and helped Senator Joseph McCarthy in making claims about Communist Party funding sources.[8] He later stated that he believed McCarthy had "started to turn the tide against world communism".[9] Shortly after his first book, The Secrets of The Federal Reserve, came out in 1952, he was discharged by the Library of Congress.[10]
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
1963 Iso Grifo A3/L Prototype Bertone Coupe
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
Dressed to Kill is a tranny killer movie. To say trans weirdo is a redundancy.
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jfroybees 3 points 2 weeks ago
China will offer to help them. Having lived there they are the biggest welfarers of the US, with Puerto Rico coming in second.
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
Hopefully he will be in cuffs soon.
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
Andy Griffith was a schtick. All the wisdom in Mayberry was a script. At some point, every person propped up as a model falls from the pillar.
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
I'd recommend not having casual sex heterosexually either. Bisexuals are the worst degenerates.
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jfroybees -2 points 2 weeks ago
American citizens, the street-corner prozzes of the world. Has Congress done a damn thing to stop the bolshevik pimping?
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
He endorsed obunghole. He is a jew to me.
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
A bodysnatcher got his ass, that's what happened to him. Egads.
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jfroybees 0 points 2 weeks ago
King James Bible
And Pilate asked him, saying, Art thou the King of the Jews? And he answered him and said, Thou sayest it.
Now I grew up a Berean Baptist
Berean Literal Bible
And Pilate questioned Him, saying, "Are You the King of the Jews?" And answering him, He was saying, "You say."
Luke 23:3
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jfroybees 1 point 2 weeks ago
Too many knocks to the noggin' disease.
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jfroybees 3 points 2 weeks ago
This is my worry. Troops to the canuck border, too.
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
and under the human suit we can find bolshevism and judaism.
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
After watching this a few times, I don't think these guys cared much for putting this trouble-making monkey in the hospital. They just wanted his drooling ass out.
I'd like to donate to this bar.
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jfroybees 2 points 2 weeks ago
Think of all the savings to the taxpayers.
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