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Let me re up. You don't like what I have to say. As a constituent of this podcast. You don't like what I have to say. YouTube. Because I want to talk about democracy. Because I want to talk about physical fascism and a fasciotomy. The Pulse is below 40. It's too late. You have to cut. Starting at the radial pulse and up to the elbow. You have to let the pressure go or else we're at risk of losing the ulnar forever. Now glove up, glove up those sterile gloves. Glove up those sterile gloves and scalpel. And it's gonna feel weird to cut because it's gonna be quite easy, but we have to let the fluid go. It's an electrocution. I've been watching the Pit, obviously, and you know what it is? It's a genius concept because each, each episode is one hour of the day starting at 7am so here I am. Here I am. I am moving through the 12 hour day with the medical personnel, with the multidisciplinary team. So I have to sit my ass right on this couch to get through one day of work. No, I cannot stop. I'm there. It's my duty to be with these patients. I much want. I must watch until the end. How is this day? How is this day gonna end? Am I gonna be able to go to sleep at night or am I gonna be thinking of that patient that went pulseless after an egg sandwich? That'll keep you up at night. Along with Nardell's insomnia. Luckily, with insomnia, I don't have dreams anymore that I'm on the floor. An unlicensed nurse waiting for the manager to come get me. But they need the help. And I know what I'm doing. Let me go. It wakes me up in a sweat. This is what it's like being a nurse. And this is the problem I have with the show, the pit. I don't know if I mentioned that earlier, I think I did. Because here are all the doctors going room to room to room, taking up all the excitement. But you don't. But. But where are all the nurses? Where are all the nurses in this ER? We get to see them for five seconds, maybe every 30 minutes. No, they have a bigger presence than that and you know it. You just want to steal our thunder for entertainment value. Because it's more exciting, the rush. The rush of being under pressure, getting emergency after emergency. Well, let me tell you, the doctors aren't transitioning, aren't mo. Their patients from gurney to hospital bed know the nurses are. They're not around. It takes six or seven nurses to all gather, to all leave their patients, to trans. To transfer the patient onto your hospital bed, and the doctors are nowhere to be found. This is up to us as the nurse. You've never seen. I've never seen a doctor push any kind of medication. They don't know what they're doing. They don't know how to draw it up in a syringe and what the right dosage is and the right route and the right administration. This is up to the nurse. When you're pushing that calcium chloride really fast, mind you, of course they're dead, but let's not make them any deader. The nurses are the ones finding the patients with no carotid pulse and immediately starting cpr. Lie the. Lie the bed flat with the stomp of a foot to make the bed hard, adequate for compressions. Now start in 1 and 2 and 3 and 4 to the beat of staying alive. Not the slow one, the quick one. Sweating, perspiring a broken rib. The nurse says traumatizing, but in the pit, the doctors are the ones doing all of this. I don't think so. Where's our. Where's our recognition as registered nurses? Not around there, you don't. But in real life, there are you. You. You think you can check a gcs, a Glasgow Coma Scale, to see if your patient is awake and alert enough? Oh, they're down. No, the nurses. We're sternal rubbing and slapping them on the face. No, we actually don't do that, but we're shaking them around. Wake up. We wake up. Wake up. And checking the pupils and then reporting back to the doctors. The doctors aren't finding their patients like this. We're checking cognitive function every hour, maybe every 30 minutes, mind you, because a lot of times we cannot leave the room. The nurses are the ones. The nurses are the ones intervene. Oh, your patient's blood pressure is dropping. What should we do? Put the legs above the head, Recycle the cuff, maybe give them a little extra fluid. You try every kind of intervention you can and go straight to the doctor so you can list off what they're going to suggest to you. Check it off. No, I've already tried that, that and that and that. Now it's an emergency. We need norepinephrine to make the blood vessels a little tight so their blood pressure can perfuse the rest of the organs. I think it's time for dialysis. And insert a Foley catheter as to monitor the urine every hour because it's an early sign of organ failure. Yeah. Yeah. The doctors, they write the orders and that we need them for, but we're the ones doing everything. And where are we? In the pit. One charge nurse. One charge nurse. She's quite good. If I may. If I may. And then what's the other nurse doing on the pit? She. She's putting ultrasound jelly and checking EKGs. No, these are for special kinds of technicians. We're assessing our patient and listening to the lungs. They're crackly. They're crackly. What do we do? Diaries. Give him some lasiks. There's EKG technicians. And yes, I want a woman. My titties are out. Look away. You pervert and echocardiogram people who put the ultrasound on the chest. I don't know what I'm looking at. What? You think I can do everything, which I probably can because nurses wear many hats. The doctors aren't going in and talking to the family about their advance directive. Maybe when it needs time for signing of the paperwork. But the nurse is initiating this conversation. Meemaw is at the end of her rope. She's 95 years old. I do not think it would be of benefit to her to make her suffer by putting a big tube on her larynx and restraining her to the bed and sedating her. She could wake up delirious. I don't know if you want her to be a full code. We initiate that conversation, sit down next to the nice family. I'm sorry. Let the doctor know. And the doctor goes in and wraps up the conversation. But I started it. At a mere 22 years old, I was having these conversations. So what does the pit have to say about that? Not much, it seems. But we're running the show. We're running the show and we're not. You can't have a stethoscope. You can't wear a stethoscope around your neck. The whole time it weighs you down. You got to keep it at the nurses station. Instead, you have to hold a brick of the phone with wireless communication from the laboratory and from the CT scan, where the ones who know the potassium is at 7.1, we're the ones to know there's a brain bleed. And then, of course, I go tell the doctor because they do have a skill set. They are important. They are important. And they went to medical school. They spent eight years of their life with their nose in a book, and I didn't. And they deserve that. But I'm the one implementing. Every other room, every other minute, there's somebody unconscious, brain dead, on the pit. Their brain stem, it's herniated. Okay, in the first two minutes, what kind of note did you get from HBO that said we needed a brain deader right away? Just like that. Just like that, it happens. And then we see. And then. And then we see a young lady come in. Unresponsive, pulseless. They say pulseless means you're d. E D dead. She gets a shot in arcan and she's awake. Her pulse came back. I don't. I don't think that's what they. I don't think that's how it works. And Narcan is for opiates only, I'm pretty sure. Don't quote me on that, but that's how I've always given it for. Too much fentanyl. Maybe you got into the oxy at home. It's okay. There's rehab centers for that. Now is not the time for guilt. Not for a half of a Xanax. I'm sorry, and listen to your doctor, but it doesn't normally leave you pulseless and pale and unconscious and. Or on a gurney rushing through the hospital walls, halls. I mean, this just isn't how it goes. It's not. The doctors aren't on their feet for 12 hours a day like the nurses. These dance goes and compression socks are only doing so much for the pain in my legs. And now my arches are falling. I need to sit down. I need a glass of water. I need to pee. I haven't peed for the first eight hours of my shift because there's no time to drink any water. Oh, great. Now who? Now the student becomes the teacher. I have a uti, and I need Keflex of some kind because it's crawling up into my kidneys from t. High hydration. So this is what. This is what a nurse's life is really like. Other than that, I Do think it's a really good show. Like I said, it's very addictive. I like that little nervous kind of med school resident who's really pale and looks out of it most of the time. The girl intern, she is so annoying. The one who calls the other one Crash. It's like, give it up. Why are you so eager? You're inappropriate. Appropriate. Have some humanity. These are people's lives. They're not bodies to be studied. No, the patient doesn't need a cardiocentesis or a chest tube. They need more sedation and rest. Please, doctor. They know what's going on. Even though they're sedated. And you can talk to them, you talk to them nicely. Because they can hear. Just because they're asleep doesn't mean that they can't hear. And I thought they were going to touch on this. One of the first things I've learned as a nurse is that after a patient dies, they can still hear for a long time. So you. So you talk to them while they're in their transition to the gates of heaven or hell. Oh, I'm not here to judge who holds the patient's hand when they're dying. Not the doctor. They don't have any time for that. The nurse. I've sat with numerous patients as they pass away. No wonder why I'm maxing out my medication. I'm on all kinds of atypicals. I have the trauma, and I haven't even started talking about my mother yet. So, anyways, how are you guys? I hope you're having a good Thursday. Oh, yeah. Same, same. Honestly, it's going great. But it is. It is Tuesday. I'll let you in on something I record early. Okay. I'm not recording the date before as to be conscientious of my editor's time, but I have been late time and time again into that. I apologize. Okay, well, let's. Let's move on to a lighter topic, shall we? Robbie and I went on our honeymoon, one of many because we're dinkers. Dual income, no kids, forever. Even though our electricity bill is $4,000. Somehow every two months, we can have a little money to take as many honeymoons as we want. We call a honeymoon anytime we leave the house. We went to Santa Barbara for something called a mini moon and had omakase sushi. Don't do it. Don't do it. If you're staying at the Miramar, you'll leave unsatiated and ready for a McDonald's number two. Two cheeseburgers please. And a side of fries. I'm starving after all that sea urchin. So we went to Santa Barbara. And then. And then we decided to take our real honeymoo for 10 days to the Hamptons. I don't know what I thought of it. I can't tell you what I think of anything. That's for you to decide. We were there for 10 days in Amigenza. Iconic of sorts. I just saw a picture of Marilyn Monroe there way back when. It was a gore. A gorgeous photo. However, we were the only lesbians within sight. No clear homophobia. But maybe whispers behind my back. Actually, I don't know. I shouldn't say. I shouldn't say that. I can't just go around calling people homophobic for no reason, now can I? We went to a nice coffee shop every morning. It was Italian. It was really great. And espresso straight to the dome. Maybe a little too much, you know. I had to get a half caf, but it was delicious going down with the butter croissant. So yeah, we were there for 10 days. We took a break mid honeymoon to go to Fire Island. We'll get into that, don't worry. And we stayed. We stayed in something of. For lack of a better term, an old person's community. We rented this really cute apartment. It was the only everything really affordable for 10 days in the Hamptons. These people are out of their mind. Wacky with the prices. But luckily we found one kind of decent walking distance to the beach. So many codes, impossible to remember. And really it's barely walking distance. It's. It's. It's an E bike distance away. But I took. I took the trail every other day in my platform capernaus. There goes my ankle on the uneven. It was like wood. What do you call that? Pathway? Pathway is what it's called. And. And this community called for a lot of silence. Much like the Korean spa that we frequent. There were signs everywhere. Do not talk loud. Must keep to a whisper. As you can imagine, knowing my wife in beloved Robbie, it's hard for her. She naturally speaks at a very high octave and projects. It's a gift of hers. And much like the case spot, we get in trouble everywhere we go. She's talking too loud. Babe, lower your voice. And then something happened. And then something happened. There's a fly around here. I gotta get my fly swatter. One second.

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Okay. Come near me. Shoo, fly. Shoofly. I dare you to bother me. I dare you. It knows I have the electrical kind. It does. Okay, so. So back to what I was saying. My. My beloved dear wife, my one true love. Something happened. Something happened with the grass. This gorgeous lawn of a golf course you may have seen before. Only. Only in a humid place with lots of space. Maybe you're driving. Maybe you're driving the golf cart. Because you're sure as hell not getting 18 holes with your creepy uncle Gorgeous grass. Here. Here in the community of mostly geriatrics, Robbie has compulsions to do the complete opposite of what is socially normal. And that's why we love her. She sees a patch of grass, she has to. To walk on it. Babe. I say, babe, don't walk on the grass. You're just not supposed to walk on the grass. Here's. Here's a sidewalk. You know, it's not that much faster. Just don't walk on the grass. Why would I not walk on the grass? It's beautiful. It's for walking. What are you supposed to do? She's an adult. I cannot attach to her isms. That's for her. And then a woman sees one. One. One fateful day when she's walking on the grass. The woman sees a loud whispers. And she's not supposed to raise her voice. This woman who I could only assume sits on the department of the HOA the way she was monitoring the grass, she loudly whispers to Robbie, get, get, get. You can't walk on the grass. You can't walk on the grass. Robbie pretends not to hear. She can't hear that loud whisper. She cups her ear like this, motioning. She cannot hear, and starts wagging. Starts wagging her finger. I can't hear. No, no, I can't hear. The HOA department head responds in a way that Robbie has met her match. Oh, you can't hear. I'm gonna tell you. She points to the grass, does a little of this, a circular motion with her hand, gets low to the grass. All while. All while still whispering to herself because she cannot help but attach words to motion. She waves. She gets down low, waves on the grass. And then she starts wagging her finger. No, no, no. While Robbie stays planted on this luscious landscape with her dirty tennis shoes. This is my wife forever and ever. It was like looking in the mirror that day for both of them. They saw themselves in each other. And that. And that kind of caused me, you know, a pretty decent amount of joy. But I can't say there were some things about. There were some things about the Hamptons that's just not a commercial vacation to Tulum. Staying in an olive, all inclusive resort with great service and maybe turn down service. It's not. It's just not the same. There's no Seabobs in the Hamptons. You guys know a Seabob? It's a Jet Ski. It's a Jet Ski ski of sorts. But you're hanging on for dear life. There's nowhere for your ass to go. You're just belly down, hanging onto the levers. And your instructor doesn't give you instructions, really. He just says, take it underwater. So you have to get enough speed laying down and nose dive with all of your force and no fear. You must be brave. You must be brave now and nose dive into the deep blue sea, much of which has yet to be discovered. You don't know what you're gonna see, but you dive right in. You must accelerate. You must accelerate to a point where you can actually have enough force in the physics realm to get under. Finally, you're under. You're holding your breath. You see the deep blue sea in front of you. Terrifying. I don't know. I don't know if I'm gonna accidentally boop the nose of a humpback whale with the nose of my own and my sea bob. I can't see. I don't know how fast I'm going. It was humpback whale season. And then what? I disappear forever. That's it for me. I'm gone to others, but I am swimming in the belly of a beast, getting eaten up by the acidity of their stomach, which I imagine is a low phone. Hoping. Hoping that the intestine has enough love in its heart to strangle me and put me out of my misery. These are the things I like to do on vacation. You know, we like to. We like to snorkel. We like to see the beautiful coral reef and the marine biology attached to it. The Hamptons did not have this. But who am I to complain on a honeymoon in which I could take 10 days off, barely off on my emails. I'm. I'm on my honeymoon. They've been on your honeymoon. She's been on her honeymoon for two weeks. She says, well, I have an away message. Please do. I have no free will. We did sneak in to a Montauk beach resort, which. Which. Which was really. Robbie says, leave it to me. I've been doing these things since a wee lad. We illegally park and with our tail between our legs, but somehow faking confidence that we go there as to get by security. What's our plan, baby? We have two boogie boards and a huge beach bag. They're on to us. Don't worry, she says. Let me go in first. So she leads the way and she gets as many dirty towels as she can find as to signal we are, in fact, a part of the resort. She has them all over her body. She's not really big. She's about five. Five covered. Covered in three huge resort towels thrown over each. Each shoulder and one wrapped around her head. We make it through. We make it through to enjoy the hot bar. We went a little boogie boarding. We peed in the ocean. It was really a grand time. This is what. This. She's good for a lot of things, but this definitely. Plus you get a rush of adrenaline. You get the thrill. This is what I need on my honeymoon. And experience. And then, of course, we drove by the Gray Gardens house. What are we not supposed to. We're not supposed to see where little Edie spent her life, her eclectic life. It looked exactly the same, except less dilapidated. And no raccoons that I could see. I was too afraid to leave the vehicle. So naturally, Robbie got out and tried to look through all of the hedges. Babe, Babe, come see. Come see. No. Who's gonna man the getaway car me. But you could feel. You could feel the energy of Big Edie and little Edie come through the house. There was just a missing woman in weird clothing with a shirt wrapped around her head in lieu of a scarf. If you don't know little Edie, she is an icon of sorts and very into astrology, just like us. We did. We had to turn around. So we drove up to the gate. We me, because I'm manning the vehicle. I know when to hightail the fuck out of there. We drove up as into the. Into the carport as to turn around. And the gate opened like, like the gray gardens. God was calling us to come in, to come in, to come in. I would never take the bait. I don't want to come face to face with this woman who lives here and spent, I don't know, millions of dollars redoing the house. I don't need to know. I'll just walk the watch the documentary again and again. And then halfway we went to Fire island, which is an interesting place. No offense to anybody who lives there, but you must not go. You must not go. It has an air, an air of confusion. I see the fly. It's a fast little sucker. My motor skills are decreased because I took my meds early today and I'm on no sleep. There's been a house alarm alarming for the last four days now. I was outside with some friends last Saturday night. I said, do you hear that mid conversation? Do you hear that? A girl from Alabama said. And I'm supposed to trust her because she's from Alabama and she knows the wilderness. She said, you're listening wrong. Those are crickets. So I spent the last four days thinking they were crickets. And then finally I called three. One, one in emergency, please. Someone's broken into this house and nobody cares. And it's keeping me up at night. It could be. It could be contributing to my. To my insomn. Definitely my paranoia. Back to Fire island is that of an interesting place. You cannot travel. You can only travel by foot. There are no vehicles on the island. You must travel by sea. And something called a water taxi. This inconvenience was a huge risk to my acl. You can imagine walking in and out and in and out of a slippery boat. I'm in my kitten Heel Manolos. I just got them from Poshmark at a good deal. Am I supposed to take them off and put my bare feet on a moist surface and risk a planter wart? No. Instead I Risk the ligament of my knee. Somehow they're still intact in this Fire island. So we had a slew of questions for our taxi driver as we were taking a taxi to somewhere called Cherry Grove. What happens? What happens when somebody gets sick and needs to go to the hospital? You take a ferry to the urgent care. Huh? Take a ferry to the. You have to buy a ticket, wait for 10 minutes, get in line, load into the ferry. I'd like the upper deck for the view in the breeze. All while you have a bout of emesis and hope not to shit your pants due to the norovirus. This is your answer for illness. Why somebody who has chest pain? Severe chest pain every three to four months, every time I take a deep breath. This can't be good for my health anxiety. This ferry ride to the urgent care. What am I supposed to do? It will only increase my hypochondria by day and keep me up by night. But I don't need a ferry ride to the urgent care to do that, do I? Well, taxi driver, what happens if there's a real medical emergency? I suppose you get helicoptered out. You. You. So I'm supposed I have to spend tens of thousands of dollars to live in a remote area and hope that I don't have some kind of a stroke? What is this place? We continue to ask the water driver, the water taxi driver, well, if there's kids here, do they go to school? There's one elementary school. He continues to explain. And as we know, you cannot drive on land. So how do they get there? We say, oh, there's a special school bus with wheels that can drive on sand. What? What? There's no primary care physician, but there's a magic school bus that can drive on sand to go to your algebra class. I don't know if they teach that in elementary school, but you get what I'm saying. What is this place? How did it come to be? The gays. The gays? The gays. They might have gotten this one wrong. I really had high hopes as it was featured in an episode of Girls, which is the Holy Grail. It can get nothing wrong, but instead, it felt like a gay man's Disney World, with the ghost of a gay man's past haunting different bars of the island. It wasn't all that bad. It wasn't all that bad. Honestly. We took the water taxi back. Luckily, Robbie was watching that schedule like a hawk. Relax, baby. Have your white beer. We're watching these men dance to Katy Perry. We'll find a way back runs out to the water taxi. It's the last one. She screams and sneaks at her beer and we run Manolos in hand as to protect again my mcl, ACL and patella. And then we find ourselves at kind of like a fun everybody was dancing. We find ourselves at a bar with amazing music. If I do say, do I like it or do I hate it? It's unclear who will ever. No, but I liked it then. So we had a good honeymoon. We did. We did that. We grilled. We went grocery shopping together. We went regular shopping. We had lazy mornings and early nights and I just got to be held by my one true love and my hubby baby Robby Wifey continues to be the best thing that ever happened to me. Yeah, sure, I'm on a mood stabilizer and maoi, but she's the real antidepressant we grilled with with the old fogies. Sorry, but they were the ones blasting Bee Gees and what I could only assume was 50s rock and roll. We brought our speaker down to maybe play some Justin Bieber, the new album, some Audrey Hobart while we enjoy our shish kebabs. But instead we fell victim to the end of the year mixer for the bridge competition team. It wasn't so bad. It wasn't so bad. Oh my God, this. Oh my God, these flies. Okay, I wish I. You know what? I can't do it now. But afterwards you better believe. You better believe. They're going to be stuck in the electrocution and they'll need a fasciotomy. Okay.

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Now onto some other really disturbing news. Honestly, I don't. I'm sure you guys have heard of this dismember teen Celeste Hernandez was found in the trunk of a Tesla registered to David Burke, spelled DV4D already. Already seems like a serial killer. He tried to do the Kesha thing, but he missed and now he should be a suspect. But he hasn't even been arrested yet. And I never want to pigeonhole myself into talking about these men. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm not one thing. Sure I'm a lesbian, but I'm also a person. Sure, I'm a misandrist, but I also can realize an exception to the rule. An evil exception to the already evil rule. David could be an outlier with what we know about this case. And. And I'm just addressing him as a mere person, not even a man. But this is why I'm terrified of men and Uber drivers in general. What am I supposed to say? Women have to fear for their life. I had a woman Uber driver the other day to the airport and I could relax for once. And you know what? She reached for my suitcases to put them in the trunk. Some of these men could never. I have to help them because it's too heavy. This is a. This I don't mind, but I don't know how chivalrous chivalrous it is. So while I'm in the back of an Uber, I know I have to keep my wits about me. I'm watching them on the Uber map. I'm following along on my regular maps. I don't use Google Maps because they take. They're paid by McDonald's to take detours and make your trip longer. So I've heard. I'm following along on Google Maps acutely. And then I toggle to the dial pad 911 and I subtly show it in the rear view mirror as to not be too obvious, but to let them know I am locked and loaded. If anything funny happen, I am on to you Uber driver. You've only had 250 rides. Well, the statistics are not in my favor because it only could take 251 to be sex trafficked and taken away. I must look alive. So I begin to plan my escape. Beginning with the 91 1. Locked and loaded. I take a look at my shoes. How easy are they to get off? Pretty easy. Again, in a kitten heel, I make sure the door is unlocked. One veer of a wrong turn, I lift up a cheek fart and hopefully shit my pants. Nobody wants a dirty diaper on their hands. Step one. Step two Plan to open the door as the traffic slows inevitably on the the 101 in LA or at a stop sign Try and get try and plan for when the vehicle is moving slowly open the door, tuck your head and roll. Cigarettes firmly in hand and my phone I have to sacrifice the vintage per Some things are not worth your life But I will need a stress relief as 911 hopefully is on their way to come save me and take down a police report. I'm gonna need a rip a heater so this is what we have to do. So then I did I went against my AI morals and I looked into the Waymo because one they're more cost effective and do they don't have a driver in there and apparently you can hook up your what if I come into contact with someone who's so vehemently opposed to AI they shoot me dead. They don't want to see me in the back of a vehicle. So do I take the whole ride laid down in a horizontal position? For those of you listening and I just acted it out and you should be watching on YouTube it's more fun like that. So these are our two options as women or even people. Who's to say men can't be sex trafficked? I don't think they are normally and these are the facts and I'm not even talking shit but I can understand that they fear for their safety too. I see a fly. I was close. So back to the depraved tragedy of Celeste Hernandez who was found dismembered so scary. She was only 14. A young 14. This is. This is just so terrifying. I mean not even terrifying, but evil. Like taking apart the body after they're already dead. I mean please leave her alone. You've already done the most. The most sociopathic just evil awful thing you could do. Just please leave her alone now. Let her rest in peace. And like I said, it was found in the the found in a Tesla registered to D4DV4D who's an. An emo singer of sorts. Much to my dismay. I listened to 15 seconds of two songs and they actually were not bad. He has a ton. I had no idea who he was. He has a millions of listeners on Spotify and he does. This is what people are saying is that he has a song called Romantic Hom. Was this a premonition? I hate to be so small minded as to take everything literally, but I have no choice. It's being forced upon me. He's singing about killing her and not even feel bad. Who is her? This. This may not be art but. But a planning of a Murder. And like I said, she was 14. But she had gone missing, you know, a couple of times before. The first time was three years ago when she was just 11. And she was. She had been tied to this guy. They had met, I think, on Discord. Such a scary place. Everyone get off. Discord. Discord. Only bad things happen, I feel. And then the Discord people put out a message like we didn't know Celeste was underage or missing. Well, yeah, right. You're admitting guilt. Anyways, they had known ties to each other. So the first time she went missing at 11. Why didn't we tip off the police, go find this guy? First of all. And what is. I don't know how. Maybe he was 18 at this point. What is he doing with an 11 year old? Are you sick and twisted? Yes. These are just alleged in my opinion. Here we go. This is all I know. He hasn't even been arrested yet. I don't know what the is going on, but it seems very complicated. Wow. The parents didn't know where she was missing was beyond me. This happened multiple times. Apparently there were people she had been seen right before she went missing for the last time, which was like a year. And they had proved this because a teacher had taken a photo of her right before. And he knew there were tides. This D4.4D.Dv4D guy. Why are you taking pictures with your students, you pervert? Sounds guilty to me. Again, if you knew there was ties, why didn't you send the police after her then? She's a minor. I don't know. Maybe he could have been arrested for kidnapping. Then get her the fuck out of there. And parents lock her in her room, ground her with no technology and maybe put an air tag on her. We have to keep this, this young girl safe. We failed her and he's already suspicious. He has a face full of piercings. He has eight piercings. Who. Why would you do that? So you like pain and you like to inflict pain on others. I saw a man walking his German shepherd. Terrifying. With tattoos all over his face. Not even a couple. We're talking machine gun Kelly style. How he evaded ink poisoning is beyond me. But I have heard MGK is a good father. But now back to Celeste. We're just, I guess, awaiting to see what comes. What comes next? He moved out of his in this car. Oh. So the car. She was. Her body was found because the car registered to him was parked outside of the house he was renting. Somebody towed it and then the employees of the tow lot smelled a rancid smell the trauma that comes with that and please treat I mean don't like killing a 14 year old is depraved and sick and twisted but don't let her body rot like this. How she has to be remembered know her spirit will be remembered but the the tow lot employees called 911 and then they found the body so which I guess had been there maybe for weeks it says I think or at least days so we don't know we don't know what's going on. It seems it seems messy. I think he hasn't been arrested or turned in yet because they want their story to be ironclad and the prosecution doesn't holds in the story as to where the defense could say you tampered with the evidence and this isn't a right a rightful arrest and he hasn't even. He hasn't said anything not and I guess he's supposed to he's being you know con or advised by his lawyer not to say anything but I looked at his Instagram and there's only one comment on the last post. That's like Celeste will live on. You won't. She will always be remembered with 16,000 likes. But that's the only comment. I'm sorry but if this was a woman her comment section would be flooded with less than that. It seems like it's going under the radar or something. I don't know why more people are not talking about this terrifying. But on that note we will keep you abreast on this situation and until next time, thank you for listening to another episode of Long Winded.