Making a spectacle of yourself is a very good way for me to wish a meteorite would land on you while you’re performing your very boring exciting “reveal.”
The bigger the spectacle, the bigger and faster the meteorite, please.
Latest Gender Reveal Led to Plane Crash
Gender reveals have led to a car fire, a wildfire, even a death in Iowa. Now, per the New York Post, one has apparently spurred a plane crash. National Transportation Safety Board records show that the accident, which happened Sept. 7 in Turkey, Texas, took place after the pilot—IDed by the New York Times as Raj Horan—indicated he was flying at a low altitude in an Air Tractor AT-602 when he proceeded with the gender reveal stunt, which involved dumping 350 gallons of pink water (meaning, apparently, that the baby-to-be is a girl).
The Times cites records that indicate Horan was doing the antic “for a friend.”
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No, the antic is for the rest of the world, which makes them scornful. Nobody outside of your immediate family gives a shit if you’re having a boy or a girl, why stage these events in public?
Sit around your dining room table with a crumb cake and make the crumbles blue or pink. Don’t involve me, either directly or indirectly. Please.
I reveal my gender about once a month down by the trailer park (if the weather is nice). The locals don’t much care for it.
THE TOWN OF TURKEY?? WELL, THERE YA GO!!
Back in my day….
The question of gender almost NEVER came up. In the rare circumstance that the question was proposed…..the questioner usually ended up red-faced for asking such a stupid question with an obvious answer.
Wait just a cotton pickin minute. The infant has a say In this gender reveal, doesn’t he/she/xhe/it/qwerty/twiddle de/aspiring flautist/cat juggler/tittie twisting/anal retentive bundle of joy?
I am totally befuddled by your rules and stupid cromag traditions.
I agree with Fur. Kindly excuse us from your peculiar public spectacles. We simply don’t care.
Forgive my naivete about these ostentatious rituals but, isn’t that what FRICKEN E-MAIL IS FOR !!!
Okay. Does it make me a bitter old woman that I hate it when moms speak about their kids they refer to them as, “littles.”
“The littles are having a pink princess party!” or “The littles are ready for Halloween!”
Toooo precious! I bet the “littles” had one heck of a gender reveal party before they were born.
(Yes, Illustr8r you are old and bitter.)🤦🏼♀️
Y’know, everybody seemed to get along just fine back in the Dark Ages (pre-1980 or thereabouts) when nobody knew whether the baby’s blankie was going to be pink or blue.
I once had a gender reveal party on Facebook.
It got me banned for life. I think the problem was that my reveal was larger than their screen size could handle.
I might be wrong about that part.
I knew when this stuff first started with the inside of the cake being blue or pink that it wouldn’t end there. At first it was them not even finding out themselves until everyone found it out when they cut into the cake. That was strange to me, shouldn’t you want to find that out with your husband?
I guess the kindest thing I can say about it is that at least they’re not leaving it up to the baby to decide if they need a blue or pink cake.
I didn’t know or care. when my kids were born I just had no preference whatsoever. You know who absolutely insists on knowing? It is the same losers who claim that they are so damn accepting, that’s who.
I hate the progressive movement and all that it entails, especially it’s making a spectacle out of every aspect of their pathetic existence. These gender reveals are a mandatory Seattle spectacle. I feel the same. About them as I have always felt about marriage proposals in stadiums. I always hope for a target of this shit to just say: she ya’ later alligator, turn and ask the idiots who helped stage this crap to call them a cab.
And what did you think would happen when you suddeny dropped 2500 pounds and screwed your center of gravity.
The look at me culture is dangerous.
The question: What is your wife having? I think it is a baby,
Is it boy or a girl? Probably.
I found out in the delivery room.
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@Toenex – 2800 lbs. of H20 and the dye may have made it denser. Also, tankage in cropdusters is arranged around the CG, so what changed radically was the wing loading. That seems odd as that lowers stall airspeed. (yeah, yeah, I know it is “stall angle of attack” but you know what I mean.) I suspect it was a stall/spin in a turn trying to stay over the party and at low altitude couldn’t recover. That the pilot was uninjured and his (illegal) passenger was merely banged up says very good things about the robustness of the Air Tractor AT-602.
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I went to a few catered baby showers at high-end restaurants back in the ’80’s. Every generation has to take it too far — in their own ways.
I honestly do not understand a popular culture in which people share the most private aspects of their lives on social media. People are way too self-interested to care about what you put on FB.
AA,
Some people on FB can’t go on vacation, work, a night out, eat or even go to the bathroom without putting it on FB.
Then those who post every time their kid has a runny nose along with pictures of the snotty nose and if they’re really sick they have to make sure they share those pictures of their kids in the hospital.
I think my favorite though are those who post at least twice a day how much they love their mate or how great their mate is, really over the top. Most of the time soon you find out things weren’t so rosy after all.
I like when some dope decides to propose to his girl in public just to garner attention and she says no. I admire a girl who doesn’t want to be married to an effeminate drama queen. Good for her!
“World: I’m a flaming fa….!”
Whatever he was going to say, when the plane crashed, he literally was flaming.
I hate these gender reveal party things. These are the same people who will act as if they’re the only ones to ever have a baby then expect everyone to think the kid is a cute little angel when they start running around breaking things and throwing tantrums when they want something.
Please allow me to rant – excellent comments by all. My uncle had a gender reveal at a bus stop and now he’s locked up for the next 20 years!
Gender reveals, over-the-top proposals, prom invitations – it just goes on and on. No patience, no idea that gender has been ‘revealed’ 7 billion times on this earth already without stupid crop dusters!!
Not only that, nothing sets me off like these people with giant strollers taking up aisles in the store with a string of Sherpas carrying their diaper bags, humidifiers, food for 3 weeks, and dog/cat. It’s a freakin’ trip to the store! Not an expedition!
It is all a sign of stupidity and complete lack of awareness. Don’t these people think this crap through for a second??? They are the center of the universe and we are to be supporting, admiring players on their stage.
Not that this hit my button. As a kid, we would stand at the end of the cotton rows and wave at the duster pilots while coughing and hacking from the spray. I wonder if that had an effect…..
Amen! This has gone too far.
The organization I work for started using Yammer in-house to “boost morale and bring people together”. It’s a Twitter-like social media app. Now every asshole in the org uses it to announce every damm thing they or their brats do.
I’m too busy WORKING to have time for that crap, and besides, I.JUST.DON’T.GIVE.A.FXCK. I’m happy for you but I still don’t care. I don’t use Twatter, Fakebook, or any other social media app. Being a network tech, I had the ability to uninstall Yammer. And I did. I’m not missing anything of consequence.
The other “reveal” I detest is ‘coming out’ as LBGQRSTUV. My life doesn’t solely revolve about who I share friction with and if that’s the only thing that makes you a valuable person, you’ve got major problems. I have several gay friends who didn’t ‘come out’ – everyone knew anyway and it just didn’t matter to us. They detest the ones who make a big deal of it as much as the non-gays.