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I've read a lot about coyote hunting. Further, I'm confident that I am ready to use the proper equipment to hunt these dogs. However, recently on my first couple of hunts I've noticed that while my howls sound decent I have no response. Yet, twice now I have heard sirens off in the distance only to find the Coyotes responding to the siren. Why is this? Also, distress calls don't seem to be working. I've covered my scent with Bobcat urine and scent eliminators. I have a coyote decoy that looks real (so real that I've forgot it was there and almost shot it in the feild...haha). I'm camoed from the head down. Yet, no coyotes have come out to the feild I see them in frequently. Any suggestions? I usually hunt early morning to late afternoon evening.

their disdain towards you pointing out fallacies, falsities, and trying to help them become better thinkers? How do you deal with their lack of interest for facts about, say, Plato (or any other philosopher)? Has this ever made you look at how alone you are as a philosopher?

Or, can we know this? Why or why not? Also, should we make room for mercy (that is, receiving something undeserved)? If we do, are we implying that there is a God that exists?

Earlier today I experienced difficulty concentrating on thoughts and also difficulty controlling the material of my thoughts. I was mowing when weird thoughts came into my mind. For example, why am I all of a sudden thinking about an ant eater. After thinking about my self thinking and realizing that my thoughts were "racey" and that I was having a hard time concentrating on any of them I began to panic a bit. I started feeling very small and out of control; out of place. I felt as if everything in my life were going to end tradgically. I just wanted to get off my mower and run away (as if there were something terrible coming. I didn't like this feeling). After some deep breaths and reassurance that I was probably over tired I got my self under control. This has happend now a couple of times in the last week or so. Like I cant control my mind anymore and feelings of confusion followed by panic. Are these signs of insanity?

I realize this is long, but hopefully someone will take the time to read through this an evaluate the arguments. It begins below but will be spaced due to the amount of words I'm able to use. Thanks.

Rarely anyone would have sexual intercourse during the pastors sermon on Sunday. Likewise, it would seem just as absurd if we were to attempt to have sex in the middle of class or during family night. In the middle of the grocery store during operating hours? Surely not. At the gym while there are many working out? Not at all. At a local restaurant while others are eating as well? No. Such considerations imply that there is a right time and place for sex. This immediately prompts us to ask a question: What times and places are proper for people to have sex? Why these times and places rather than others? Do we know, if we are having sex, whether or not it is one of those times we should being having sex or not? What might we say of a person who was incapable of comprehending the right times and places of given situations, actions, and circumstances? Imagine such a person wishing to go swimming at the pool in his housing development the hours of operation being 8:00 AM to 8:00 PM. Perhaps such a person wishes to go at 10:00 PM. Unlike other persons who may voluntarily break the rules because they understand when they should and should not go swimming, this person is incapable of understanding right times he ought to do things. Such a person may go, get arrested for trespassing, and still have no idea why he is doing anything wrong. While he may plead and beg the police to let him go, trying his hardest with sincerity to persuade them the he has done absolutely nothing wrong, a crowd of people (including the cops and this persons parents or family) may stand looking at this person as if he were crazy. How could such a person live by himself? Function in society? Would he, if he were incapable of comprehending the right times to do things, understand when he ought to sleep so that he may get up and work? Would he be able to understand when he should even get up so that he may have the proper amount of time to prepare himself for work while giving himself enough time to be punctual? Again, say at night this person finds himself unable to sleep and decides to bounce a tennis ball off the wall for entertainment while he gets tired. Let us say it is 2:00 AM in the morning. Since he is unable to comprehend with his mind when he should and shouldn’t do things, his wife and children may be woken up by the sound reverberating off the walls. Of course, he would find it strange to be told that it was “too late” to do such a thing. No matter how hard we may try and convince this person he would not understand (since he is incapable of it) any kind of argument as to why bouncing a ball at 2:00 AM in the morning was not the right time to be doing such a thing. We may say such a person, because he could not be reasoned with in respect to understanding the right times to do and not to do things, would have to be treated like a child and sent to his room. Yet, immediately we run into a difficulty because being sent to ones room implies that the punishment will be understood and hopefully reform this person from his mistakes. However, this cannot be the case. Again, our thought experiment has made this person incapable of understanding that there is a right time to do and not to do things. Indeed, the very fact that he goes to his room seems to suggest he understands that there is a right time to obey someone when they have done something wrong. If we were ever to get this person in the room he would have to be forced against his will. He would not even be able to understand that, having done something wrong, it was not the right time for him to do something, I.e. obey by going to his room. It would seem such a person would not be able to function in society. He would surely need help like many children and mentally handicapped people are often in need of help due to their present states. Yet, this is precisely what the person who cannot comprehend, exactly, at what times they should be having sex act like. Of course, most are able to understand when they should and should not do things but having an ability and using that ability are two different things. Surely human beings are able to be logical but such is not always the case. Unlike the person above they are capable (not incapable) of understanding when they ought to do things, but they live as if they weren’t capable because they simply do not choose to question or think about such things. It is in the sense that they are like the person above and therefore cannot function correctly when it comes time to make choices about sexual intercourse. They are like a teenager who has down syndrome who happens to be with his father at the grocery store. Like his father he is a big fan of professional wrestling.

Will it eventually go away? How long, because I have people waiting here to drink some beer.

Sign, as in, "Smoke is a sign of fire". Or, "Fever is a sign of illness".

More precisely, if one wanted to say that "x" (whatever "x" is) is a representation of something else, what must that thing have in order for it to assuredly be designated as a representation.

I use the term "end" in an Aristotelian sense, meaning "purpose" or "goal". Last night I went to a party, if that's what I should call it, where almost everybody was so intent on becoming drunk. It was seemingly an imperative for them to become drunk, and for most as drunk as one could. What is it the end of becoming drunk? What is it that we, as human beings, are trying to reach when we attempt to become drunk? What is the end?

Is a person ever justified in communicating threats? Are there exceptions to this law? A friend of mine has been charged with this because his neighbor shot his pet cat. Literally blew it in half with a high powered rifle. My friend, pissed off, said how would you feel if I shot your pet? The neighbor took this as a threat. What should my friend do? This is in North Carolina. Any suggestions?

[Leaning on an enigmatic machine in a dimly lit room, a man stands, looking ashamed towards the ground. He thinks to him self.]

Throughout my life I’ve heard that a man can climb out of the holes he digs himself into. In that dark hole, cold and isolated, man has a way out, for people often say “If there’s a way in, then there’s a way out”. I can no longer accept this. I have come to know that, while there may be a way out, whomever went in may not possess the abilities to get back out…whether there is a way or not. You can be at the bottom of a hole, but if you do not possess the ability to climb then how shall you get out? What if the man in the hole were paralyzed from the head down? Perhaps some men who dig themselves into holes are paralyzed in a different kind of way. The consequences of foolish decisions, our sins, they paralyze us and we are that man in that hole. In that hole we perceive things: our self, the cold and dark of that hole, the dirt and the bright light way above our heads. They are constant reminders of our damned decisions; our foolish mistakes made through ignorance. Our present circumstances, whether good or bad, are a product of prior decisions, and such decisions have defined who we have become and where we are. Such things are like what we perceive in the hole; they are constant reminders of our decisions. Alone in that hole we have none to blame but our self. Who can we point our finger at when we are alone in that hole?

Do I miss the days of my youth because they were good? When I refer to those “good old’ days” I always seem to imply some-what negative feelings towards the present. If I am disgusted with the present, why should I miss those days which have brought me unto this point? Those days were the days that forever locked me to where I am right now. Maybe I miss them because if I could just some-how experience them one more time I could rectify those mistakes and perhaps find my self in a better place in the future. Perhaps be a better person, and, yes, perhaps be with that one person who was lost somewhere in the past. Maybe I don’t miss them at all. Sometimes I believe I’m just confused about how I feel and what I think about the past. Maybe my imagination and feelings have twisted particular instances of my past. Did I really feel as angry in that place at that time about that particular instance? Or, has my imagination exaggerated it some how? Can we grow angrier about something as we dwell upon past memories thereby making it appear as if we were angrier than we were when it actually did occur? This frightens me deeply because if my memories are exaggerated some how, and if the decisions we make are causes of who we become and where we are, how can I be sure that I correctly understand my self when understanding my self requires that we also understand our past, which is made up of the memories we hold in our minds.

The past haunts me. It’s a stain that cannot be removed. It’s an enemy that is all-encompassing, when those painful memories out weigh the good ones. There is no place to run to and there is no place to hide where it will not find you. Mark my words: as sure as the day you were born it will find you, because wherever you are there, too, is your past. It is of you, so ingrained, and trying to escape it is a futile endeavor. You may find your self so overwhelmed by an opponent that seems undefeatable you wilt to your knees and scream “Stop it! Go away. Disappear and never return.” You will find that it is relentless and your past, with all its consequences, is merciless and continues, regardless of how we may feel, to convey those memories that remind us of the hole we are in…the deep, dark hole. I am a groom left at the alter on my wedding day, embarrassed and humiliated in front of all those who look at me as I stand there alone. The past is a testimony to all those bad decisions I’ve made, and I stand humiliated as people soak in what I have become. My bad decisions are my scarlet letter.

It is of no avail to become better, or in any sense good (in trying to overcome our past), because even when do become good and make excellent, well-thought decisions and receive praise for it we are praised in relation to how bad we once were. It’s said “I can’t believe what progress you’ve made as an individual”, suggesting how ugly we once were. Or, people will say “Hey, I heard you had changed. What made you want to be who you are now? Well, it’s great to see that you are doing much better.” I suppose these are proper remarks, polite and candid, in some weird fantasy world, but for those who receive them they are coming to the realization that those bad decisions that made them an immoral beast will not be forgotten in respect to how people think of them. People, so it seems, will always, to a certain degree, remember us as that bad person we once were (especially those who had cared for us and stood by us when we were bad. It is part of the reason they

Of course, this is assuming music has any actual power at all. Further, I'm asking that, if music does have this power, that the answerer justify his answer and tell me what the cause is (not his own opinion). I'm not saying your opinion is futile, but what I want to know is what the cause is. If you are going to speculate, I'm fine with that but a major problem with some answerers is that their opinions are so factual and dogmatic while so questionable and unjustified. Anyways, your get the point. Thanks.

In high school I messed up badly. I didn't take the SAT nor the courses required to prep a person for it. However, I've been studying philosophy at a local seminary which allowed me to by pass having an SAT to get in. I've become a lot more intelligent and mature than I was in high school. Now, I am considering joining the Air Force for many reasons, one being the need for money in respect for education. I want to continue education in the Air Force but I'm worried this problem may prevent me from getting into a school which would allow me to get a BA in philosophy. Is there any way around this? Any insight into what I could do? Any schools that help students out with this? Any information at all will most likely help. THANKS.

I was interested in joining the Air Force, and since I have some education in religious studies I was considering joining as an Air Force chaplain. Would this be a good idea? Any thoughts or advice?

I defined "flirting" as an action, or actions, whereby an individual, through subtle gestures and wit, attempts to be perceived as a possible sexual object by someone specific.

I mean, what is th method this search uses? I'm not on there, but some other people I know are. I was just curious.

It hurts. I can't drive, the pain is too awful. Anything I can do naturally? What am I dealing with here?

There are many addictions: Drugs, alcohol, sex, gambling, eating, etc.

But, what do we mean when we say they are addicted? What is this quality?

Take a look at many relationships today. A lot don't "work out". Regardless of what this precisely means, are there necessary conditions people need to grasp and meet in order for a relationship to become "successful"? If so, what are they? If there are some and people do not know them, is it probable that the relationship will end?