It takes a Native

As recounted during America-Online Chat one night last year, one Connecticut website blogger had entered an account of her grandmother in the hospital, whose foot was suddenly amputated; the account was somewhat similar to the experience of a Florida woman in the hospital, who suffered from multiple sudden amputations, as reported in newspaper/TV journalism. Gastro-intestinal Bypass surgery was also "all the rage" and featured in the news at that time.

The incidents were concurrent with advertisements of a much-anticipated new product line, the gasoline-powered trash compactor, advertised within hardware stores newsprint circulars. The compactors have been the focus of much trade-war-type secrecy and argument, with intent to control patent and distribution rights as well as manufacturing contracts. At the present time, the compactors are not quite suitable for household use, and are equipped with traditional ignition systems to 'turn on' the machines.

Where the horror begins is with a new focus upon such compactors and the possibility of a different design that might have foot-pedal ignition systems installed. Add to the equation the networking families and groups who have claimed sales territories in the United States (primarily using campus enrollments) although such products did/do not yet exist, and the result is a bunch of immigrant/multi-national ladies being carved rather than gifted.

Adding to the misery, the compactors' numbers may well represent each person of a large population of deceased 'contacts' who had chosen different occupations/professions than machine-building, and who have been harried into an early grave because non-cooperative.

The compactors are largely appropriate for outdoors duties, such as parklands conventions or family reunions.

C'est la vie.