Dangers of Society
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Dangers in our society
Doctors
(A) The number of physicians in the U.S. is 700,000.
(B) Accidental deaths caused by physicians per year are 120,000.
(C) Accidental deaths per physician is 0.171.
Statistics courtesy of U.S. Dept. of Health Human Services.
Guns:
(A) The number of gun owners in the U.S. is 80,000,000. Yes, that is
80 million.
(B) The number of accidental gun deaths per year, all age groups, is
1,500.
C) The number of accidental deaths per gun owner is 0.0000188.
Statistically, doctors are approximately 9,000 times more dangerous than gun owners. Remember, "Guns don't kill people, doctors do."
Fact: NOT EVERYONE HAS A GUN, BUT ALMOST EVERYONE HAS AT LEAST ONE DOCTOR.
Please alert your friends to this alarming threat. We must ban doctors
before this gets completely out of hand.
Out of concern for the public at large, I have withheld the statistics
on lawyers for fear the shock would cause people to panic and seek
medical attention.
Elspeth!
Putting off housework. I have yard work to do this afternoon. I ran into my beautician at the gas station and she talked me into coming in to get a trim this afternoon. Id rather stay on here all day! Off to do the laundry, polishing and vacuming before I shower to go get my hair done, and may just go shop for some new drapes for my dining room and living room. I tired of looking at blinds! Catch up with you guys tonight. here is one for the road 
Little Billy:
Little Billy came into the kitchen where his mother was making
dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good
time to tell his mother what he wanted.
"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Billy was a bit of a
troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Billy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for
his birthday. Little Billy, of course, thought he did. Billy's
mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his
behavior over the last year and write a letter to God and tell him
why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Billy stomped up the
steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
LETTER 1:
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my
birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend, Billy
Billy knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this
year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
LETTER 2:
Dear God,
This is your friend Billy. I have been a pretty good boy this year,
and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you, Billy
Billy knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and
started again.
LETTER 3:
Dear God,
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike
for my birthday.
Billy
Billy knew he could not send this letter to God either.
Billy was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he
wanted to go to church. Billy's mother thought her plan had worked
because Billy looked very sad.
" Just be home in time for dinner," his Mother said.
Billy walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He
looked around to see if anyone was there.
He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary. He slipped it under his
shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and
up to his room.
He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a
pen.
Billy began to write his letter to God.
LETTER 4:
I'VE GOT YOUR MOM.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.
Signed YOU KNOW WHO
Elspeth!
Little Billy:
Little Billy came into the kitchen where his mother was making
dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good
time to tell his mother what he wanted.
"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Billy was a bit of a
troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Billy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for
his birthday. Little Billy, of course, thought he did. Billy's
mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his
behavior over the last year and write a letter to God and tell him
why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Billy stomped up the
steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
LETTER 1:
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my
birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend, Billy
Billy knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this
year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
LETTER 2:
Dear God,
This is your friend Billy. I have been a pretty good boy this year,
and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you, Billy
Billy knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and
started again.
LETTER 3:
Dear God,
I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike
for my birthday.
Billy
Billy knew he could not send this letter to God either.
Billy was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he
wanted to go to church. Billy's mother thought her plan had worked
because Billy looked very sad.
" Just be home in time for dinner," his Mother said.
Billy walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He
looked around to see if anyone was there.
He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary. He slipped it under his
shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and
up to his room.
He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a
pen.
Billy began to write his letter to God.
LETTER 4:
I'VE GOT YOUR MOM.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.
Signed YOU KNOW WHO
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