My Sister Paid Progressive Insurance to Defend Her Killer In Court
I’ve been sending out some impertinent tweets about Progressive Insurance lately, but I haven’t explained how they pissed me off. So I will do that here as succinctly as possible. There’s a general understanding that says, “insurance companies— oh they’re awful,” but since Progressive turned their shit hose on my late sister and my parents, I’ve learned some things that really surprised me.
I’ll try to cleave to the facts. On June 19, 2010, my sister was driving in Baltimore when her car was struck by another car and she was killed. The other driver had run a red light and hit my sister as she crossed the intersection on the green light.
The Princess Bride’s Count Rugen: Why Daylight Savings Time “Sucks”
“As you know, the concept of the suction pump is centuries old. Really that’s all this is except that instead of sucking water, we’re sucking time. We’ve just sucked one hour of your life away. We might one day go as high as five, but we really don’t know what that would do to you. So, let’s just start with what we have. What did this do to you? Tell me. And remember, this is for posterity so be honest. How do you feel?”
My earliest human memory (not cyborg or of the flower genus type of memory) was when I was 4 years old, living in a trailer park in Georgia, and all I wanted to do was go swimming. I wore an inflatable inner tube and brandished my (security) toothbrush wondering why my mother wasn’t taking me to the pool. I remember seeing a lady laying out on her lounge chair tanning and didn’t comprehend why there wasn’t a pool nearby. A year later I almost drowned to death in a pool. </end of story>