Results tagged “lainsensitivity”

It's exasperating enough when you're trying to cross the street and someone trying to make a right turn on red is hugging the corner blocking your way on a walk signal. This picture is of a guy completely blocking the whole pedestrian crosswalk. He was the first car to pull up at the red light during the walk signal. Legally, since he drove past the limit line during a red light, this is considered...

Worth Repeating has a story about how two gay dudes from West Hollywood got all uppity about a Fatburger poster. Here is an email from one of the gay dudes describing the events:When West Hollywood-based spouses and screenwriting team David A. Lee and Daniel Vaillancourt walked by their neighborhood Fatburger restaurant on Sunday January 14, 2007, they were shocked to see a poster introducing the company's new Baby Fat Deal in the window. Its tag...

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Checking out the rants & raves board on Craigslist, LAist found out that May 1 has been designated "A Day Without An Immigrant." The organizers are setting up a nationwide general immigrant strike and boycott. The website actionla.org gives details on the coordinated boycott which is being organized around four points: "No Work, No School, No Sales, and No Buying."

In a city that was built and planned for half, if not less, parking spaces than currently needed, using two of those spots to advertise your business does not make you friends. Pictured here on Woodman between the 101 and Moorpark, this part of Sherman Oaks is dense with apartments. At the time this picture was taken today, there was not one available space on the street.

New Rule: If you build your house to be a castle in a nice and quaint residential neighborhood, your 3rd Amendment rights are stricken.

LAist tipster Jennifer pointed out a Flickr photo series in two parts entitled Ridiculous Los Angeles. Imagine our delight when we found photo after photo of bad breast jobs, stupid boys wearing winter jackets and ski boots when it's 85 out and musclemen smoking cigarettes on the street.

We thought we'd seen it all in this city where the auto is king, but we saw something we'd never seen before during our drive home last night.

An anonymous source queued up at LAX Terminal One witnessed a little political theater Thursday. Ex-mayor Richard Riordan ducked around a barricade through a staff entrance in an attempt to cut ahead of 500 people who were patiently waiting at a security checkpoint. Presumably, Riordan thought that airport employees would recognize him. They didn't. He was chewed out by Southwest security and sent outside to the back of the line. People end-running up escalators and around security have been known, of course, to shut airports down in the recent past. Still, although we never mind seeing politicians taken down a notch, we can't help finding ourselves bemused and somewhat saddened that the man who only a few years ago was running a joint like LAX can't even make it now through the side door. It's certainly a different world from the one Dick came up in. Shame, though, that the film crew from A&E's Airline wasn't readily on hand to document everyone's humiliation (including security's, when they finally figured out who they'd been yelling at.) Can anyone imagine this happening to Rudy Giuliani at JFK?

Today, we're inspired by those folks who just cannot share. We're sure they were intolerable toddlers and have never grasped the concept that they live in a world populated by other people.

The hits just keep on comin' in the Metrolink disaster. But this time, such insensitivity could have been avoided.

Where are all your good samaritans, Sun Valley? Palm Desert's KESQ reports that "A severely burned woman who went door-to-door in [the] San Fernando Valley neighborhood asking for help has died of her injuries."

We here at LAist have been through enough therapy to know that some of the most arrogant and entitled behavior you'll ever see is projected from parent onto child. Just because you gave birth to something doesn't give you the right to project everything you think, feel and want out of life onto your offspring. Case in point: those jerks who've barely snipped the umbilical cord before piercing their kid's ears. If your first stop on the way back from the hospital is the House of Freaks, maybe you don't quite have your priorities in line -- or your child's best interests at heart.

Here’s a great way to beat the traffic crunch of life in LA. Just buy a really small vehicle and then use it to weave around other cars, squeeze between them at stop lights and cut people off at your whim. What's that? You say it's not safe? Well, then you're not a motorcycle rider. What is it about motorcycles that seems to attract the most obnoxious, unruly, unsafe drivers on the road? Maybe it's that motorcycles are such obnoxious, unruly, unsafe vehicles, with nothing but a few feet of open air between the driver and the unforgiving pavement that's rolling beneath them at eighty miles an hour, tailor-made for racing through residential neighborhoods late at night with engines roaring, with no regard for those of us putting our kids to bed or trying to watch "Wife Swap". Here's some good news for you SUV owners. We've given you plenty of guff on this site, but this is your week off. You don't need a big vehicle to cause big problems. Trouble can come in small packages, too.

NBC4 reports today that ABC has issued an apology for their steamy pre-game intro to its "Monday Night Football" broadcast that featured some of the actresses from "Desperate Housewives."

b. Go to the intersection, make a right turn instead, then perform a U-turn at the next convenient, legal location.

One of the best traffic flow ideas LA ever had were those rush hour parking restrictions that keep cars from stopping on major streets during peak hours. All around the city, on streets like Ventura, Wilshire, Pico and Los Feliz Boulevard, the rightmost lane of traffic turns from a parking lane to a driving lane from 7 to 9 am and 4 to 7 pm. These restrictions help keep traffic moving at times when it's at its most headache-inducing. The problem is, they only work if they're enforced. And too often, they're not. That's because there are plenty of arrogant and entitled jerks out there who ignore the signs, and the LAPD usually turns a blind eye or lets the jerks off with a ticket and just allows the rest of us suffer.

Buzzing from the giddy style and sheer joyous sensations initiated by the lovely film The Incredibles, which opened this weekend, we exited the Avco screening room 4 feeling a bit at ease from the political events of the week. Good old escapism has its place in a difficult world. Adults and children had packed the theater for this Saturday night show. There was applause and our senses seemed collectively tickled by the mellow palate, cool textures, and the popcorn thrill of the movie.

undertaking. LAist calls it coping.

We here at the A&E Report hate to repeat ourselves. We know we already nagged you a few weeks ago about the importance of voting. But let’s face it, today is Election Day, and not just any Election Day, but a really, really big one. Election Day: Beyond Thunderdome. So rather than whine about people who can’t tell the difference between white parking zones and yellow ones or some nonsense like that, this week’s A&E Report is going to be one more massive nag-fest. So seriously, we mean it this time: vote.

Let's face it: Halloween is all about entitlement. It’s an annual occasion to tell our kids, “Put on a cute little outfit, knock on strangers’ doors, and they have no choice but to hand you a free bounty of glorious junk food. If they refuse, you have society's blessing to toilet paper their yard and smush eggs in their mailbox.” On the face of it, it's horrifying: parents teaching their kids to beg for handouts, assuring them they're entitled to get something for nothing. But Halloween is all about horror. And if it means apple-cheeked tots knocking on our door in Spongebob outfits and chirping, "Twick a tweet!", then we're all for it.

When the US wanted to smoke Manuel Noriega out of his Panamanian palace, they didn't use tear gas or SWAT teams. They used Oingo Boingo and AC/DC. That's because for just about anyone on the planet, the Highway to Hell is paved with whatever kind of music you don't like. So it would seem that the streets of LA are no place for Central American dictators -- or anyone else for that matter. That's because no matter where you go in this city, there's always some arrogant and entitled jerk blasting his car stereo way too loud.

It's one of the most annoying movie clichés imaginable. You go to see a horror movie, and just when things are getting tense, they trot out the old "child in jeopardy" gambit. And there he is, some bratty toddler whining and crying and begging for his mommy. Boo hoo. It pretty much ruins the entire film for you. Then you realize — wait a second — that's not the movie. Somebody actually brought their kid to this film!

Okay, we all remember what happened in Florida in 2000, and it didn't make our voting process look very solid. A lot of people came away with the impression that their votes aren't counted properly, if at all, and that none of it matters anyway because no election will ever come down to a margin of just one vote, and if it's anywhere within a few thousand, it's just going to get decided by the Supreme Court anyway, and we all know how they're going to vote. And you know what? That sucks. It sucks that our elections can't be perfect, and it sucks that some people are losing faith in democracy, and it totally sucks that the Electoral College makes some people's vote count more than others'. But voting is still important, because taking our country's freedoms for granted is the ultimate in arrogance and entitlement.

Waiting tables is a hard job, not just because of how exhausting it can be but because LA is full of arrogant and entitled people whose twin passions are eating out and treating people like crap. Let's make this clear: Just because you're spending twenty bucks on lunch at the Cheesecake Factory doesn't make the woman taking your order your personal slave for ninety minutes. Serving you is part of her job, not her mission in life. You don't like it when your boss yells at you, so when you're on the other side of the table, show some damn respect.

As wonderful as animals are, they have their place. The only ones we want to see in Fatburger, for example, are the ones sandwiched between our buns. That's because some people's love for their pets crosses the line into arrogance and entitlement, and they bring them absolutely . Frankly, we're tired of seeing unattended mutts dragging their leashes through the aisles at the Wherehouse or purse-sized pooches poking their furry heads out of handbags at Ralph's. And the last thing we need when we go to the video store is the judgmental bark of a Lhasa Apso as we glide casually into the adult section.

LAist is sick and tired of hearing people say that there are no genuine people in Los Angeles. That people are so self-absorbed and self-important that if you were getting beaten by a group of hooligans outside Chin Chin on Sunset, that people would simply watch without helping.

When LAist began it's quest to bring you the sights and sounds of people gathering their morning buzz by using the backdrop of a particular coffee establishment, we never thought we'd endure such chaos and criticism by some jealous LA sites who had wished they'd thought of it themselves.

So next time you see someone pulling the ol' Garageside Gab, don�t pull around them, pull . You may not get them to move, but you might just disrupt their life for a moment—and if you can do that, the rest of the world will thank you.