"Who are we looking for? I am here."
philip lewis @Phil_Lewis_ 8hA “missing” drunk man joined his own search party and helped look for himself for hours
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According to local media reports, Beyhan Mutlu, a 50-year-old man from a rural region in Turkey, was out drinking with his friends when he wandered off into a nearby forest and didn’t return. Worried about him, his friends then alerted authorities, who set up a search and rescue mission to find him.
According to Turkish channel NTV, when news of the missing man got out, efforts to find him intensified in nearby neighbourhoods, with a large group of volunteers joining the mission. This search party was calling out Mutlu’s name for hours when suddenly a man from within the group spoke up and reportedly said: “Who are we looking for? I am here."
It is unclear how Mutlu found himself in his own search party or how his friends didn’t realise that he was right under their nose the whole time. Police were able to safely escort Mutlu to his home.
This isn’t the first time a missing person joined their own rescue mission. In 2012, an Asian tourist who went missing in Iceland was also found in her own search party after she reportedly failed to recognise her own description.
https://www.vice.com/en/article/jg87wg/missing-drunk-man-spent-hours-helping-a-search-party-look-for-himself
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The latest news from my neck-of-the-woods was a second wrong-way driver causing a crash on the local highway... 
And yes, the first wrong-way driver was drunk and is now in jail. The second story just appeared, but if I had to bet... It's really tough to get on the wrong side of that highway with all the WRONG WAY signs...
Sounds like you had an experienced teacher! I actually took Driver's Ed twice, once when I was away at boarding school, but there were only 6 behind-the-wheel sessions and so I never had a chance to practice. I did better when I took it at home, turns out that the instructor was my 9th grade Social Studies teacher and so he already knew me. My issues were telling left from right, made a left turn when I was told to turn right, but I still passed on my first try, even though my grandmother was the only one with the courage to take me to practice. 
And I once headed the wrong way up a highway ramp when I was driving in a place I'd never been before. Then suddenly there was a truck headed right towards me, so I immediately backed up - and pulled over at the first rest stop on the highway until I stopped shaking...
PM is where a conversation becomes tangled in the misunderstanding of what the subject actually is.
First version, The Instruction: Everybody listen, We're looking for John Doe.
Second version, The Conversation: What did he say?..... We're looking for him...... Who?..... Him!..... Oh, okay.
You will note how the second version has completely removed poor John Doe from the narrative. A state where he will stubbornly remain for several critical hours.
Replaced by the insidious informal "pronoun", our John goes amok. A text book case of PM. It must be fought because it must stop. It's crippling the commonwealth. Every school boy knows that in any conversation the primary subject should be properly identified at least twice before devolving into the common usage, then repeated again in closing. Qwerty was a damn fool and a disgrace to the regiment.
The whole previous monologue should be as if read by the narrator guy from "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". Sure it's early, but my meds wore off, so what else is there? 
