Meet John Larson, a paraplegic firefighter who is breaking barriers with the LAFD.
Meet John Larson, a paraplegic firefighter who is breaking barriers with the LAFD.
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Well, the only thing missing from the Biden administration was a pair of wheelchairs and a pair of helmets…….so how can anyone top that?
The comments on that video are a must-read!
His name is Larson. Nice.
Where are the conjoined twin firefighters!?
The bigotry of the LFD is gut wrenching.
The Video comments are pure comedy gold, especially the ones from the disabled commenters.
Shouldn’t that have been a asian-octoroon trans-gendered lesbian paraplegic?
Oh my gosh, do go read the youtube comments!
They’re great!
Y’all are cripplists.
In LA We’re All Cripples on This Bus
No problem!
Use the guy with no arms and no legs to monitor tank levels.
Call him Bob.
…Ima be honest, tho, there were times I wished we had a midget to send into some of those hoarder houses because some of those folks didnt leave very big openings between the piles…
Harry, where’s George Leroy Tirebiter and Nick Danger when you need them the most? They must be waiting for the electrician or someone like him or in 2 places at once and not anywhere at all and crushing dwarves with pliers etc. Playing Beat The Reaper in honor of joey’s dementia, singing praises of pep pills and Principal Poop and talking about all sorts of really great shit. They just don’t make good parody and satire anymore anything like the Firesign Theater or Tom Lehrer, Stan Freberg, National Lampoon, Mad Magazine etc. because the left is scared shitless of being mocked and made fun of because of political correctness. We had the best humor in the boomer generation, now we ain’t got squat. The Babylon Bee is the best that we have now carrying on parody and satire with the best from the past. And bring back Dilbert as well, Scott Adams was right about blacks and didn’t deserve to be shitcanned because he spoke the truth.
…we had this one pstient who lost a leg when he won a lottery, bought a car bigger than his driving ability, and ended up losing car, leg. and money in a single accident.
Thing is, dude was always fighting with his back door neighbor for some reason, often exciting enough that we had to drag one or both combatants to the hospital so he was a frequent flyer in that regard. One of the better duels was when he somehow pulled his fake leg off and beat his neighbor with it, and that thing was HEAVY! That was one occasion when we took both, but our Squad captain had a brain fart and routed us both to the same hospital. Hospital ERs then were basically open wards with curtains and didnt have security like they do now, so while the single guard was off taking a crap and the cops were being lazy outside, Two Legs found out One Leg was nearby and proceeded to pick up the discussion where theyd left off, requring us to sit on BOTH gladiators until the security guard pulled up his pants and the cops came in to take Two Legs for a friendly type discussion outside that seemed to add bruises somehow, but also made him a whole lot nicer.
But maybe fault for him being angry all the time was ours, because we didnt have any one-legged medics or police to send, so he couldnt be comfortable because we didnt look like him? Maybe a good neighbor could have helped him heal if he cut his OWN leg off in solidarity? Was it OUR fault because no one he saw was a reflection of himself?
…naah, the guy was just an asshole…
Best Y-Tube comment;
“@Nancys_on_fire
As someone with a disability, seeing this hero roll up to save me from a fire and knowing I’m represented would allow me to die happy. And immediately.”
…now THAT’S a comment with legs…
…always embrace who you are because you never know when some “do gooder” will come along and take it all away…
https://youtu.be/U74s8nFE7No?si=oSzcp5Ul49Okh1Jp
Guess he just rolls up and start blowing.
Always look on the bright side of life from the ending of The life of Brian by Monty Python.
…meanwhile, in LA, no break in the lawlessness just ’cause there’s a couple of fires…
https://www.foxnews.com/us/dozens-decoy-riders-caught-camera-joining-california-highway-patrol-dirt-bike-police-chase-through-la
…keep THAT up, may be a couple more paraplegics to deal with…
Hugh Betcha
Friday, 17 January 2025, 9:10 at 9:10 am
“Guess he just rolls up and start blowing.,”
…so when they “Roll Apparatus” this means…
“Attention Ladder 42, Truck 42, Squad 42, CHAIR 42, respond to a reported structure fire with entrapment at…”
I once saw a young very foolish kid pop a wheelie on I-90 out in the Spokane valley in the left lane at a high rate of speed for a quarter mile or so. He was damn lucky that he didn’t kill himself or someone else. My wife when she worked in the lab at Sacred Heart Medical Center in Spokane used to say when Wash. state still had a no helmet law for motorcycle riders years ago that they should be called organ donors.
I had a very good friend who while riding his motorcycle with no helmet and was drunk and crash hitting his head on the pavement back in 1997. He was lucky that he was being chased a cop who was able to get to him immediately, but he ended up being gorked with permanent mental disabilities and the mind of a small child. Fortunately, a friend took care of him for a while until his wife assumed full responsibility for him and as far as I know when still takes care of him. I had a dream before this happened that scared the hell out of me and woke my wife up when I was screaming because I had seen my friend try to kill himself. I told him about it and warned him but he didn’t listen
geoff the aardvark
Friday, 17 January 2025, 9:35 at 9:35 am
“My wife when she worked in the lab at Sacred Heart Medical Center in Spokane used to say when Wash. state still had a no helmet law for motorcycle riders years ago that they should be called organ donors.”
…my mother HATED motorcycles, she called them “Donorcycles” and I never saw her as upset at one of my stunts growning up as the time I came home with a 60cc Yamaha dirt bike. This forced me and my buds to lie to the Life Squad about how my knee got tore up when I dumped it on a city street when I was looking back because I thought a cop was behind me (there was not). It was partially because I could see they werent fooled but went along with it even though they saw my friend putting the motorcycle in the garage (it waz a BICYCLE, honnest!) that I (quite a bit) later decided to join that department myself.
…thing is, I found out DECADES later that the reason Mom hated motorcycles so much was that she had a fiancee before my Dad who apparently wasnt so great at operating a motorcycle in the WVa mountains with the usual, lingering death, so that was pretty understandable.
But it ALSO means that I owe my LIFE to bad biking. Had he not drove off the side of a mountain HE would have married my mother, so for better or worse that would mean I would not exist to tell this tale (at least not in my current form). So from MY point of view, that PARTICULAR motorcycle crash worked out in my favor, butterfly effect and all that, so even though Ive. seen some sh!t and lost some friends, I would be lying if I said ALL motorcycle accidents are bad…
I think that we’re all lucky to be alive from all the dumb and stupid things that we did when we were growing up back in the 60’s and 70’s and even later. I’ve come too close to buying the farm on more than one occasion at an early age and I am extremely thankful that I am still here, and I will be 72 in a month and a half.
…too bad Radio Shack isnt still a ‘thing’, one of THESE and he’d be good to GO, no truck required…
https://youtu.be/pcJqqoLDBKk?si=DQI7XgA7817uPelq
…pair it with an Indian tank and he’d be a one man wildfire fighting band…
https://www.firstoutrescue.com/suppression/indian-tank-fire-pump.html
geoff – Fun facts to know and tell:
Famous for chasing cars through campus, George Tirebiter first appeared at USC football games in 1940. Later he was run over by a car while doing what he loved most – chasing tires.
George Leroy Tirebiter was a radio star while still a teenager, a Hollywood director in his twenties, and blacklisted in his thirties. The Firesign Theatre discovered him and made him the star of their third album “Don’t Crush That Dwarf, Hand Me The Pliers” in 1970.
Harry, you’re killing me Smalls. I always thought that George Leroy Tirebiter was a sick, perverted parody of Henry Aldrich.