minstrlmummr: (Eye Contact)

I won't be staying at a Marriott again. This, from the Stamford Advocate:


(Many thanks to  gurdymonkey  for the live link edit   8)

Short version: Defense lawyers (in a civil suit) accuse a sexual assault victim of negligence in her own attack, and have subpoenaed a number of acquaintances, thus "outing" her as a victim to any who hadn't been told. (Because, you know, if I got attacked, the first person I'd tell would be my Pilates instructor 8P )

The Marriott corporation may or may not own or manage the Stamford Marriott. I don't care. If the place has your name on it, either step up or remove your name. I've seen a number of comments to the effect that this situation has made potential customers feel that Marriott does not place a high priority on customers' safety (or womens' safety).

Thanks to [info]zaduzbina  for posting the link to the Jezebel.com article about this. Anybody know of activities of interest which take place at Marriott hotels? (According to the Birka website, it's a Radisson, but I haven't done the paperwork when I've stayed in the hotel...)

The thing that gets me is the hubris. I understand that a hotel has a deeper financial pocket than a rapist. I also understand that a sufficiently determined criminal can evade even the most dedicated security measures/staff. But do the lawyers go with the merits? NO! Of course not! "Who does this woman think she is? By G-d, we'll show her! Gotta make an EXAMPLE, BOY HOWDY!" Any pocket deep enough to be sued, must have the resources to hire an attorney who is wise enough to NOT COME OFF LIKE THE BIGGER JERK. I thought that was Civil Suit Law 101...

minstrlmummr: Line from Wonder Woman movie:  "What I do is not up to you." (Eyerollz)

After not being able to find a free platform to do my show today   ( I possibly / probably left the house too late considering the instrument-friendly weather),  I looked for things to do so my effort in leaving the house wouldn't  be completely wasted.     Took a walk home from the train since I need the cardio now that I drive to work.   Waited in a 20-minute line (okay, it was two 10-minute lines, I thought maybe only the first clerk was being b!tchy / stoopid)  at the Post Orifice to find out the domestic first-class postage for a CD in a padded mailer (yes, your intrepid heroine is branching into mail-order music   8).      Both clerks insisted that they were completely powerless to help me without my supplying a zip code, which I don't yet have for the two different places I'll be sending CD's.      Since many Orifices around here have scales in the lobbies, I never expected it to get this complicated.    This station, of course, only had scales under the direct control of the Charming and Helpful Post Orifice Clerks.      The second clerk magnanimously agreed to weigh the thing so I could calculate the postage myself via the website.     
So I did.

I got three rates:

My zip code  ---->   11598     (Long Island NY):     $1. 47
My zip code  ---->   50540 (somewhere in the Midwest, I think)  :   $1.47
My zip code  ---->   90210   :    $ 1. 47    (sensing a theme?)

Sometimes   I  %#&^%$*  HATE    people.


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