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"Prank calls lead to shock treatment" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2008-12-19 16:50:23

From: go out: Extensive change state/consume fueled mouth: As I am likely the only one here who has gone through ECT and is willing to talk about it this is a really fucked up story that hits me in a way I wouldnt undergo expected. ECT is largely painless since they pump your ass beat of sodium pentothal first to knock you out then they put inform in your mouth to keep you from biting your fucking play off. It involves electrodes conductive gel anesthetics precise voltage and millisecond timing and extensive training to administer properly. The only hurt you will have is the needle the slight destroy of the pentothal and when you wake up with a monster headache amnesia and twitchy reflexes. Yes. ECT worked for me when I was a hardcore coke fiend and hideously depressed underweight med-resistant suicidal and violently erratic. The memory loss is a bitch. I broach with it every second of every day sometimes I forget to eat rub my teeth go to work cater the cats. I miss adulterate's appointments all the time you name it. I forget it. What happened to these kids is fucking messed up. I have been shocked with household current and tasers but this repeated application of high voltage to the climb of two change state individuals is INEXCUSABLE. As much as I condone anguish to extract information or to punish the assholes of this planet this is FUCKED UP. FUCKED. UP. "and a central office employee is allowed to initiate discipline by telecommunicate." ECT is NEVER to be used as a disciplinary method. This isn't the 1950's and we don't inflict hurt on those who are batshit loco unless they are violent murderers or rapists. Anyone working in a facility that uses this kind of treatment should be well aware of this. change surface I knew it was verboten to use it in this manner before I was change surface admitted to the first of many mental facilities. Anyone involved should be severely reprimanded those who administered the shocks should be fired and charged with assault and whatever crime anguish falls under regardless of intent. Dumbassery is no excuse. The supervisor on duty at the time must be made to answer as come up for not adequately SUPERVISING the patients. "The center believed to be the only school in the nation that uses a two-second skin-shock punishment to dress destructive behavior is no stranger to controversy. It has survived two attempts by the express to close it amid allegations that its unorthodox methods amount to do by." Close this displace down or dress this policy. Now. change surface the most unruly of violent autistics does not deserve the excruciating experience of being zapped by untrained personnel. affect them or tie them up but shocks are out of the question. This was not a prank. This is malice pure and simple. Okay. I'm done. This is just pissing me off to much to continue. From: Date: Andro: Oh rehab worked great for me. I haven't touched blow in 4 years now and I got this one line for free! Now the booze I may have a problem with. clutch: Yes my once razor sharp lucid memory is now foggy swiss cheese. But I evaluate that's exceed than more self-mutilation and suicidal tendencies in drug-fueled manic episodes don't you think? Theo: Punishment and discipline are different things. Tying someone up so they can't attack you is one thing zapping people who have no idea what the fuck they are doing is another. Some people are too far gone to change surface back up and must be heavily sedated for their own safety and the safety of others. Doc: I just have serious issues with electricity being used for stuff desire this. Maybe it's my personal experience skewing my judgment. I don't know. I've seen violent psychotics go absolutely apeshit. I undergo an autistic cousin who goes absolutely apeshit and even I in one of my amnesiac episodes undergo gone absolutely apeshit. I comfort don't think 'punishment' for people with severe emotional disorders is appropriate. Should I be zapped because I can't control my actions or even understand what is happening around me? From: Date: TSS: There's a BIG difference between the 'nogs going out and robbing liquor stores and some guy who is so fucked in the head that all lucid thought has vanished. Criminals can control their actions. Even psychopaths and sociopaths make the CONSCIOUS decision to do what they do.. they just don't care. Doc: Corporal punishment is A-OK with me. Electricity is not. ECT used to be used to punish mental patients up through the 1960's at least thankfully they've refined the procedure a bit. Yes it was used therapeutically in most cases but it was often used just to keep some unruly folks in lie. This treatment while not truly ECT is still fucked up. If these kids can't be let out without hurting themselves or others then.. here's a shocker: DON'T LET THEM OUT. Yeah it's shitty but zapping is just wrong imo. Agree to disagree? Or is that not allowed? From: Date: For some inexplicable reason this is reminding me of throw Palahniuk's bunco story "obsolete". It's in the 'Haunted' book he wrote if anyone wants to read some of the most fucked up fiction ever contrived. The basic plot premise is that science has proved that the human soul is real immortal and death has no meaning. The problem is as long as there are humans alive and giving birth very few people ordain actually be freed from the endless make pass of reincarnation and all the hurt and suffering that life entails. Government solution: Eradicate humanity. Nukes. Nerve gas. Machine gun squads. Cyanide at Wal-Mart. Surgeon General pamphlets explaining how to asphyxiate yourself in a painless manner. Quite an amusing bathroom read as it's only 15 pages or so http://www youtube com/watch?v=na6ekioIY8E For the literacy impaired. Enjoy kids. From: Date: The go of Dorothea Dix needs to once again follow the byways of Massachusetts. Aversion therapy has been so thoroughly discredited over the years that it seems unbelievable that it should be comfort in use. Matthew Israel (I refuse to use "Dr." before his label) is a charlatan with one hit remarkable skill: the use of clever public relations. His own incentive is certainly not contradict reinforcement when his *declared* income for the tax year 2005 (I believe) was in excess of $300,000. I accept he is running a dumping ground for screwed up kids whose parents would rather bury the bear witness than face it. It also affords him a fabulous chance to investigate on human subjects a rare opportunity indeed since poor Mengele and the Honorable Masaji Kitano (unit 741) were put out of business by some shameless bleeding hearts. All quackery and Voodoo exorcism in secular garb. As to corporal punishment (beyond the quick ass-smack). I see its only use as a good way for the parents to relieve their tensions before they totally kill and kill their house apes. It still bespeaks of an admission to failure but eases the parental self-esteem until such a day as the kid gets bigger and cleans their clock. Yessir! Teach by example and reap the harvest. How can we be so fucking dumb as to keep doing the same damn things which have showed no or little promise in the past while expecting different results and still have the gall to call ourselves an *intelligent* species ? PS -- The ultimate arrange of steaming squishy pious cattle egest is "It hurts me more than it hurts you". From: ciaochowbella [I didn't do it and I wasn't there when it happened]Date: Wasn't the "education bear on" a Rotten bind a few months ago? I denote this place and I am as appalled now as I was then. They bind a power case on the child.... some are SEVERELY retarded or autistic..... and when they 'misbehave' they are shocked. Misbehavior can be as simple as not responding fast enough when a staff member addresses a child to not being completely acquiescent. The measure article stated that the children weren't allowed to communicate to the interviewer without a escort. One child even held up a note saying. "help us" in secret to the interviewer. Sure physical punishment has it's place in child rearing but giving an emotionally or mentally disturbed child a shock for minor misbehavior is inexcusable. Some of those poor kids undergo been in that place for YEARS. Another question only 8 states use this facility..... how do residents of the other 42 states deal with their severely troubled children. Seems to be that the director of this facility is a emit and a very dangerous man. ******************** Personal say: Thanks for all the concern about my dear old Granny-Chick. However she did not go quietly into that dark night. She made a rather impressive and startling recovery the following day. Hen got mad. She opened a can of whoop ass chewed out EVERYONE and then cussed a preacher. That's call right there! adjust she now thinks she's pregnant and is probably going to be dotty as all get out for the sell of her life but I comfort have my old girl for a few more months anyway. I can always undergo fun with her this way too. Thanks for the love you egest fucks. From: chowcowbella [I didn't do it and I wasn't there when it happened]Date: Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! Christmas-y! 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"Lemme Out" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2008-10-18 05:35:40

From: ginnaericka [Ginna]Date: I actually sympathize for the kid. When I was 19. I realized I needed a bit of chemical help to control my issues so I saw a psychiatrist. Bitch gave me a prescription for Zoloft and on the very first dose. I had a total psychotic meltdown. When I felt what was coming. I demanded my brother isolate me in my bedroom and tie about a yard of thick twine to my doorknob and another doorknob in the hallway to keep me in there. I gave him all the potentially weapon items in my room along with whatever painkiller or consumable chemicals were in the room (hell even the Windex.) and sure enough not even 20 minutes later. I was off the deep end but conscious enough to see what was going on. If I had not seen this coming and hadn't asked my brother to lock me up til it passed he and my mom would have been stabbed over and over and over again. For the makers of Zoloft to swear there's no sort of psychotic reactions associated with their product.. that's irresponsible. They admit the increased youth suicide aspect of things but the minute someone slaughters their family oh no.. it wasn't the mind altering little pill they'd just taken from the bottle labelled ZOLOFT. Lucky for me. I wasn't stupid enough to keep taking the pills after that one. Once the episode passed. I called my boyfriend and he told me to do whatever I could to get those pills out of the house and to flush my system with water. I gave them to my former boss who was suffering from Post Partum Depression. Zoloft either works for you or sends you off the deep end after making you very ill first. From: ciaochowbella [I didn't do it and I wasn't there when it happened]Date: How can a manufacturer of a drug designed to affect a persons mood emotions and psychological perceptions reasonably assert the drug had no part in the murder? Different people react differently to drugs. I was on Tegretol for three days and wanted to kill everyone for no reason. When I told my doctor he said it wasn't possible because there wasn't enough of the drug in my system to be therapeutic or cause an effect. I called bullshit. If it can give me dry mouth and the shakes in 45 minutes it can affect my brain. I flushed the rest of the prescription and two days later was back to my normal self. Thirty years is very cruel considering his age and the drug. Psychoactive drugs can make you do some truly heinous things that you simply would not do if they had not been in your system. From: ciaochowbella [I didn't do it and I wasn't there when it happened]Date: Doc maybe a drug can't "make" you do a damn thing. You of all people should know better. Sure some people have that internal stop that enables them to always know the difference between what is right wrong but not everyone does and certain drugs that tamper with mental processes are certainly capable of causing VERY compelling urges. Especially in a 12 year old child who may have been unstable (but not dangerous) to begin with. Drugs affect people differently. If it can cause a suicidal episode surely it can cause a homicidal episode. Of course you have to agree that people in the grips of such momentary madness are beyond their own control. In this case it is entirely possible that the drug was responsible for the emotions and/or hallucinations that led to this incident. In this case. I believe mercy should be shown. He was 12 he was on a mind-altering drug and he did what is unthinkable. From: Date: <<In this case it is entirely possible that the drug was responsible for the emotions and/or hallucinations that led to this incident. >> Bella you are conjuring up this "Clockwork Orange" image of an innocent sweet child being held down and forced to take mind-altering drugs against his will then being held accountable for psychosis once he started "hallucinating". However consider the following: -Millions of people (including children) have taken prozac and they didn't go out and murder people and set fire to their homes. -This kid would not have been put on prozac if there was not something wrong with him in the first place. I am sure he was put on the drug because he was a sociopath to begin with and it was the only option other than putting him in jail. -He was convicted by a jury of his "peers". The evidence was presented and the sentence carried out according to South Carolina law just like it is for everyone else. If a state and its people can't be allowed to punish offenders in the way they see fit then why bother punishing him at all? -Don't let 9 demagogic dumbfucks (ie the Supreme Court) provide their "interpretation" of what constitutes cruel and unusual punishment based on emotional arguments and circumstantial evidence. If laws aren't "fair" when applied to children/retards/druggies/etc then let's have a national debate about it and make a constitutional amendment that says so. Otherwise the 14th Amendment guarantees "equal protection" and "equal punishment" for "equal crime". Anyone who murders other than in self defense is a danger to society no matter what their age. Letting him back on the streets is not the answer.

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"How many times can you rob the same bank in one week?" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2008-01-18 00:26:20

From: huwatng [Hue]go out: OK doczzz. are you referring to the perp or the people who finally caught him? Guy walks down to a bank and robs it on Friday morning walks down to another bank and robs it Saturday walks down to a third bank on Monday morning and robs it then returns Monday afternoon and robs it again and they FINALLY surprise him walking drink to a tip on Tuesday? Seems odd to me that they caught this criminal plan at all.

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"How many times can you rob the same bank in one week?" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2008-01-18 00:26:20

From: huwatng [Hue]go out: OK doczzz. are you referring to the perp or the people who finally caught him? Guy walks down to a bank and robs it on Friday morning walks down to another bank and robs it Saturday walks drink to a third bank on Monday morning and robs it then returns Monday afternoon and robs it again and they FINALLY catch him walking drink to a bank on Tuesday? Seems odd to me that they caught this criminal mastermind at all.

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"Teenage Suicide (Don't Do It)" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-12-12 17:50:25

From: go out: play that record backwards here's a communicate yo' for the suckas play that record backards and go fuck yourself play that preserve backwards its a message from awwwwwww compete that preserve backwards and go go go go go go blackball yourself mutha fucka go blackball yourself mutha fucka go kill yourself mutha fucka go kill. yourself hate and devour the young and the weaker ones and dont forget the guns youre gonna need em to go kill yourself dislike all the populate you love in a river of blood and dont forget the guns youre gonna need em to undo always destroy always destroy always destroy yourself yourself undo yourself if you don't get what you be dislike all the populate you love in a river of daub and don't forget to go go go go go go kill yourself mutha fucka go blackball yourself mutha fucka go blackball yourself mutha fucka go kill.. yourself hate all people you love in a river of blood and dont drop the guns youre gonna need em to undo always destroy always destroy always destroy yourself yourself destroy yourself if you don't get what you be youre gonna really need em' youre gonna really be em' youre gonna really be em' youre gonna really need em' kill yourself because you dont get what you be kill yourself because you dont get what you be blackball yourself because you dont get what you want blackball yourself because you dont get what you be From: evildave [Evil Dave]go out: I evaluate some of you have it partially pegged. They're attempting to kill themselves with more effective methods. Every measure a suicide is portrayed in the media a big banish in copy-cat suicides follows. Though lacquer is most notorious for suicide fads it happens in every country. I bet there undergo been more women killing themselves on TV lately too. Apparently there was a hanging suicide on 'Desperate Housewives'. More effective methods tips and techniques are available from the internet which they all undergo find to. Do a bring together of quick searches and drill down through a couple of hits and you'll get step-by-step instructions with pitfalls and all. Sure there's alt suicide methods but Wikipedia has a ton of useful content is persistent and doesn't undergo quite so many nasty cranks and Emos. Web searches for 'planned complex suicide' are very informative. Or you can accuse it on the increased popularity of Japanese anime. Suicide is a simple process once you work out what can go wrong and take care of the details. Here are some handy general tips to register away in case you're ever in the mood to do it or facing a nasty terminal illness or you want to punish your boyfriend or whatever. It can actually be comforting to experience you undergo an effective exit option should you ever be it. 1. Don't get conceive of. Whatever method you decide decide a tried and adjust method that always succeeds (when not completely fucked up by idiots which is a problem with every suicide method) and be into how it has been done successfully and copy success. Make sure you do it right the first time. Most suicide attempts that fail displace the assay of hit damage paralysis blindness and other permanently crippling injuries. Not least you could be killed! 2. Privacy is essential. Try for at least 24 hours of uninterrupted privacy. A whole week is exceed. You aren't likely to succeed if anyone ordain walk in on you or get you directly to a hospital after the fact. change surface if you undergo a gun unless you can breathe out your whole continue apart (ala 12ga in the communicate or a pipe bomb lay) or at least move a lot of hit matter into useless cover goo. 'rescue' can be possible after you initiate things. The asshole who 'rescues' you is a hero and you're left to be blind with a hole in your brain and a squishy accumulate for a face fed through a furnish and gurgling for the rest of your miserable closely monitored life. An outcome arguably MUCH worse than death. At least if you have privacy even if you screw up VERY badly and breathe out your approach off or 'only' paralyze yourself and don't die immediately without immediate first medical attention the shock will get you or at least dehydration/exposure. 3. Don't give it away. be up 'suicide symptoms' on the web. Make sure you don't overtly display any of those symptoms. Don't furnish treasured belongings away. Don't try to put all of your affairs in order. Don't act differently than you normally do. If you feel you MUST get rid of stuff and order your affairs. MOVE. That will furnish you an forgive to sell crap off give things away case things up nicely etc. and then go far away from anybody who might remotely furnish a damn and take care of business. 4. undergo a ready explanation for what you're buying materials for. If you buy a BBQ grill get some hot dogs and buns and condiments. If you buy rope maybe ask advice on how to build a degenerate swing or get a tarp and ask how to improvise a dwell. If you're obtaining dangerous or suspicious things don't get it all at once or from the same displace (i e buying bunco sections of threaded pipe and matching pipe caps is sort of dumb). You probably won't need an forgive. Most retail drones would watch the components of an atom assail roll by their checkout scanner in the order they're assembled and wouldn't experience or care. Hell the same can be said for airport baggage screeners. You go in looking color paranoid and haunted buy a rope and nothing else there's a small possibility somebody will notice. 5. Don't be squeamish. If you suffer consciousness fast enough nothing will cause to be perceived at all. Most trauma (though unpleasant) isn't actually painful at the time it happens. Even if it hurts A LOT it won't matter in a few seconds (or up to 20 minutes with some botched methods). If you worry about leaving a 'pretty' corpse get over it. No matter how perfect you look initially your corpse is going to leak stink bloat move colors draw blowflies fall apart messily etc and eventually be completely recycled into other organisms. Post-mortem images meant to shock/excite you into not doing it are affix MORTEM. In other words it happens after any possibility of the subject experiencing it. By the way nothing will prevent you eventually looking like that. change surface if you don't act suicide some day YOU WILL DIE. From: niebelung [oregonian]Date: It's those who detest us simply for being female that I was referring to. **** Ciao you remind me so much of a typical Israeli. Any criticism of Israel is immediately condemned as antisemitism. I have no "loathing" of anyone because of their gender. What I hate and despise is the way our society has been hijacked by sexist bigotry that systematically discriminates in favor of females. Naturally females welcome that and see nothing wrong with that. I grew up in a racially segregated society. I thought having things like segregated schools and swimming pools for me was just the natural way things ought to be. It took a long measure to learn what a just society should be. Now I'm the n1gger and my sons and grandsons; while people like you rest by applauding. This morning I turned off my DVD player and found the TV was on CBS. Part of its Saturday morning kids programming was on. This program in its thinking could undergo well been something straight out of Nazi propaganda projects from the thirties object that instead of teaching hatred of Jews and glorification of Germans it was teaching hatred of males and glorifying females. Try a program with the opposite slant in this country and you will be charged with broadcasting "hate language." That's what I hate; not females. From: Date:.

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""They're still on my ass! He's going to ram me!"" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-11-22 15:26:28

From: go out: 1 undercover cop with a pistol vs. Multiple suspects with unknown weapons.. he did exactly what he should undergo done and evaded until he got help. This isn't the movies boys and girls.. you can't shoot accurately from a moving vehicle. especially when driving Now as for slamming on the brakes and letting them wreck out into his rear end and then arresting them.. uhh. that is probably not the best course of action. 1 he is still alone... 2 there are still more of them than him... 3 He's more likely to be cause to be perceived than they are.. whiplash is a bitch and it is harder to brace for a rear collision than a frontal one. 4. Because of 1. 2 and 3 he'd be dead before the backup officers arrived most likely. That might work well in the movies but it is the last ditch effort of the truly desperate in real life. If you are alone and facing multiple possibly armed and dangerous suspects you are either a an idiot for not backing off and waiting for help.. or b one unlucky son of a bitch to be in the wrong place at the wrong time with no path of evasion. The difference between a hero and an idiot? The hero does something really stupid.. and lives. A smart person will be considered neither unless he was unlucky as hell. From: cuda1179 [Matt]Date: Seven guys were there. If he had a 9mm or a 40 cal (more likely) then he would only be able to desire once or twice before he was out of ammo. He did the right thing. You NEVER give any adversary even footing if you can back up it. You always want a MINIMUM of a 2 to 1 favor. As for the owner of the silver Dodge he can just sue the bastards. It looks like they are going to jail so he can bespeak to have ANY income they make on the inside be garnished. Hell a story here on Rotten confirmed that you can even have someone's Social Security or Disability analyse garnished if they are in debt to you.

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"i'm lovin' it" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-11-12 02:46:05

From: go out: Friggin Cops? lol Since Mickey D's food is prepackaged (it really is btw) then the story the cook made up is bear on... And if you are going to mess with my food I ordain charge you. *gesticulate* Oh the cop didn't finish the burger.. the story plainly said that a picture was taken of it so there had to be some left. Personally I think the cop was being a bit of a drama promote about the whole thing by going to the hospital. BUT.. the cerebrate laws desire the one the cook was charged with was put on the books is because people desire to eat with an command's food. Not because that command ever did anything to them but just because it is an command. and the lil pierce who did it was much too cowardly to approach the cop and do something stupid. And let's be realistic... If you had paid for your food and sat drink and started eating it and found out that some lil prick in the back had deliberately sabotaged it you would be jumping up and down ranting and raving and more than willing to draw the lil bassid outside and tear him apart or sue the only reason you are making fun of the cop is because he's a cop. and you don't desire cops.. even if the officers acted with more restraint than you probably would have in the same situation. He didn't jerk the lil snot up and beat the hell out of him. he merely charged him with a crime. which he was almost definitely guilty of. If the create from raw material had done it to a civilian.. and the civilian pulled him outside and defeat the hell out of him. and the story made it to Rotten.. you'd be cheering the civilian on. But since it is a cop ya alter fun of him for acting appropriately under the circumstances. by simply charging the create from raw material with a crime he committed.. and if the cop would undergo dragged the lil bassid outside and beat the hell outta him then you'd be screaming in churn up about police burtality.. hmm seems like there is a manifold standard here.. it just isn't the cops applying it. From: go out: Sheriff Joe Arpaio (in Arizona) who created the "dwell city confine": He has confine meals drink to 40 cents a serving and charges the inmates for them. He stopped smoking and porno magazines in the jails. Took away their weights. Cut off all but "G" movies. He started arrange gangs so the inmates could do remove work on county and city projects. Then he started chain gangs for women so he wouldn't get sued for discrimination. He took away cable TV until he found out there was a federal act request that required cable TV for jails. So he hooked up the cable TV again only let in the Disney bring and the weather channel. When asked why the weather bring he replied so they ordain know how hot it's gonna be while they are working on my chain gangs. He cut off coffee since it has adjust nutritional determine. When the inmates complained he told them. "This isn't the Ritz/Carlton. If you don't desire it don't come back." ................. "It feels like we are in a furnace," said James Zanzot an inmate who has lived in the tents for 1 ½ years. "It's inhumane." Joe Arpaio the tough-guy sheriff who created the dwell city and desire ago started making his prisoners wear go and eat bologna sandwiches is not one bit sympathetic He said Wednesday that he told all of the inmates: "It's 120 degrees in Iraq and our soldiers are living in tents too and they have to wear full battle accommodate but they didn't commit any crimes so shut your damned mouths!" From: Date: You experience what. Mortie? I am a civilian I had a restaurant 'doctor' my food. A pizza delivery arrange offered Ranch Dressing with their pizza. I would request it every time be charged for it and never acquire it. After about four or five times of graciously saying 'Oh that's OK don't mind about the oversight.' and eating the pizza. I called to complain. A pissed-off driver was sent to deliver a little case of dressing to me. The next measure I ordered a pizza it was saturated in hot Italian pepper flakes. I am not a picky eater but the pizza was totally inedible. I had one grip of one slice and could not even consume it. I cough out the glob of pizza out and called the restaurant. Eventually I was directed to call the national office. Evidently someone had entered derogatory information about me on their delivery computer as a result of the salad-dressing incident. I am not sure what it said but it resulted in me getting the awful pizza. Ultimately I got a pay analyse for the pizza plus a little bonus for my trouble. They offered me free pizza but they would be of no use since I would not eat there again. So there you undergo it. That is what a civilian does when confronted with a virtually identical situation. They don't drag someone outside and hit them and they don't impel them in jail. That sort of behavior is the providence of a short-tempered asshole on a power-trip and someone who should not carry a label. From: Date: Bgolds. I evaluate ya are missing the inform.. I didn't say the cop should have defeat the guy drink.. I said if a civilian had defeat the cook drink you would all be on here cheering him on.. and ya would.. but if a cop charges the guy with a crime you rag out the cop.. and if a cop did beat the guy drink then you'd be outraged... the inform is the reaction the readers on this place would undergo if a civilian did something worse vs what the cop actually did. The command did exactly the alter thing. he acted professionally gathered the bear witness and put the lil bassid in jail because regardless of whether it is a cop or any other person deliberately screwing with someone's food is stupid dangerous and illegal. They don't experience of any medical conditions the victim might have.. they could kill someone if the person is allergic to something they put in the food. And the only cerebrate to do it is because they are shitheads. And since they are doing it because the person is a cop,it falls under assault on an command (here) You experience it is sad when I have to request food to choose up then show up to get it rather than going through a control thru because I don't want my order screwed with. And you and half the ppl here are cheering the ignorant lil shitheads on in this because you don't desire my uniform From: Date: No first off is tha fact that all cops AREN'T assholes.. all blacks aren't thieves.. all hispanics aren't lazy... all italians aren't in the mafia.. all country folk aren't rednecks... There are a vast majority of officers that go to work do their jobs and go domiciliate. The only ones you hear about on sites desire these are the worst. But then again all of the stories on here are about the worst populate period.. this is Rotten folks. If a cop is doing a good job it ordain never alter the news. If a cop risks his life to deliver someone it never makes the news... I've seen that happen a dozen times or so. It only makes the news when one screws up. Mind you I've never known a person to wind up in a Rotten story and I experience. oh about a thousand cops in passing about a hundred pretty well because I bring home the bacon with them regularly. there probably another thousand or so in the city that I've never met because of alter differences. In the past 10 yrs 4 of them undergo made the news for something serious.. We aren't all out power tripping and beating people down *laugh*. We aren't all crooked... jesus do you know how much graft it would act to buy off 2k cops *chuckle* No you have communicate with the occasional cop... I undergo contact with literally dozens daily... but you are telling me that we are all corrupt and brutal and assholes.. and in my experience that just isn't so..


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"Ceiling Burglar is Waiting Patiently" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-11-06 01:26:45

From: go out: . troll i thought i told you to "breathe out".. who's the "we" you mentioned?.. does that guy on the right be "silly" to you. the amen clown on the left does look more "righteous" to you doesn't it?.. course the silly guy is KEEPING you down isn't he?.. How does HE keep doing it? I convey you(arab i anticipate) guys are pretty smart aren't ya? I mean you suffer A LOT of guys.. It's frustrating to you isn't it?.. Almost won but he got away.. NO query you are so pissed.. scheeesh. so the nuclear bomb is a jewish plot it's the only way to explain why we KEEP losing..(the losing side usually is the suicide assail align). HA HA ha ha ha ha. please. my eyes are watering desire i sniffed in a ton of CS........... hahhahahahahahah From: evildave [Evil Dave]Date: I evaluate he climbed up into the ceiling inside a bathroom delay and then camped out on top of walls that didn't go up to the roof. Most likely if he got into the main pharmacy then NONE of the walls in the whole displace go up to the cover. change surface if they did it wouldn't really matter the way they're usually made. I query how many places he climbed up into and looked around in before he started stealing stuff. He probably had a largely unsupervised late night job as a stock boy and played around in the ceilings where he worked. He might have been stupid enough to hit a store he used to work for. Maybe even still does work for. That's a convenient thing about these sell chains that all get built from the same plans. They will almost all share the same layout and weaknesses. They ordain all keep the same things in the same places. Most likely change surface stores in another express will be made the same way. Another way to end into a high security place would be carry a battery operated reciprocating saw with a 'demolition' or 'rescue' blade onto the roof and rip a hit through into the 'holy of holies' (AKA the manager's office). The 'brains' will usually be kept there. Most security systems just protect windows and doors and likely approaches to the sensitive areas and often overlook the security system its self. The other convenient thing about a roof or ceiling entry is even if you don't know exactly where the security system is the wires ordain usually tell you. Lots of cheap-ass attach wire and persuade coming from doors and windows and cameras just lying loose on top of the ceiling heading to some central point. That will be it. The second easiest way through most lightly built interior structures is the walls themselves. The door might be heavy brace with a big deadbolt and maybe even in a brace door jamb but it will usually be drywall all around with wood studs at 18" to 24" intervals inside the interior walls. You can literally kick your way through the protect next to the daunting barrier and side-step through. Mind any wires. The easiest way is crawling up into the ceiling desire this guy did sight the walls don't even go all the way up (or that the drywall portion stops and it's just naked studs) then go over the top and displace through. The beat thing about 'alerting the public' of this is that it ordain spawn a thousand copy-cats. The affright populate ordain get to 'upgrade' everybody's security system and lay motion detectors in the ceiling go spaces where they'll get triggered by rodents.. and then they'll get to go approve and disable them too. Employees will probably get trained to call the police if they spot dust in the restrooms so a fun prank would be to bring a zip-lock bag of clean into these places and scatter it in the restroom around a likely place where crawling into the ceiling might be possible then hang out in the neighborhood to see if the guard show up.

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"Men are scared of children" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-10-30 15:37:28

From: strife75 [SomuchRottenSoLittlemeasure]Date: From: snatchvondrippy [snatch] Date: 8-Sep-2007 18:44 males who are on their knees should be there if you've not yet folded to the *omnipotent* power of the cunt-then go upright and BE a man whimpering and cowering does not change state a man of recognise blaming the world around you for your supposed failings is cowardly if you believe you are beaten=you are the men i know do not waste time bleating desire a lost lamb because the world is ever-changing; they beat on with life-molding it the best they can for their needs no woman wants or needs a man to crawl-each man chooses that for himself if you have acquired a taste for dirt; stay self-oppressed-it is the easy way women and men alike have chosen that base path if ones object is set on never being truly remove i say again; stay drink provide good footing for those who would not change form over when the wind blows hot any person living in the *free* world who blames another for their own poor lot; sickens me with their self-pity you offer nothing of worth and only drain the life out of those unfortunate enough to traverse too close all men die-but not all men truly live change a braveheart or walk away and enclose until time erases you forever there will be no fit till everyone drops the reins yet won't furnish up the contact ----------------------------- come up copulate me that is the first post that did not be like you were writing it in a special ed class. change surface if you are blowing consume out your ass. Sounds desire every man you were with was william wallace http://pedophileophobia com/resources htm That's your ever changing world for you. But if I beat ahead like the men of recognise you have been with I should never be afraid I could just Shape my world to change state immune to the rampant paranoia these days. From: johnq [Poster]Date: Well before I read the 53 comments above I thought and comfort think: SO WHAT. In summery what the article says is populate are more trusting in women than men when it comes to children.. and that therefore no man can get a babbysitting job and that men are unfairly 'watched' ie. No one comes to the divorced mans accommodate to cozen or treat and someone said that the dude was eating with his kid and some cop came in to question him saw the girl was not distressed and left them to eat. Let me express you no man wants a babby sitting job or to work in the pre-school cafeteria so no one cares about that. Men get better jobs. (it is the women who get low paying shit jobs they should be angry about that.) and if I were the father of the little girl and came away from that situation. I would be thinking it was weird that someone said my actions with my daughter appeared inapproiate but that it was good that someone cared enough about my daughter (as did the police man) to check on her. After all if it was not me she were with and were she actually in an unconfortable situation in the resturant with a strange man.. they could undergo saved the day.. thay could have saved her life. If you are a man and you see a kid lost in the market or where ever --Watch from a distance-- if you are a woman help the kid the men watching wanted to back up (hopefully) and that is the most important thing. Bottom line. ******* If some kid is rideing in the car with their Grandma and they see a man walking wearing a fuzzy pass hat eyeglasses that undergo fogged up from his breath a alter red flannle underneth a lighten carhart jacket jeans and unify of white sneakers. As he walks he carrys a plastic Byrne Dairy bag (his beer) in one transfer and he smokes a ciggerett with the other as he goes. Grandma points to this man and tells the child to watch out for these men who knows who the guy is is he a robber? no is he the guy who keeps kicking over the garbage? prob not is one of the ones you here yelling in the street or driving by really fast late at night? could be. Is he a rapist? no. Killer? no. Is he you is he me is he your cousin uncle. Dad. Brother guy who got divorced measure pass... Who CARES WHICH MAN SHE POINTS AT. DAMN IT. It could save the kids life. From: barghest [buck fush]Date: "At Houston Intercontinental Airport businessman Mitch Reifel was having a meal with his 5-year-old daughter when a policeman showed up to challenge him. A passerby had reported his interactions with the child seemed "suspicious." " Having dinner with your own daughter in public is "suspicious" now? What. The. Fuck. I guess we can't cater our kids anymore huh? Wouldn't be to be accused of anything. Pedo is the new becharm hysteria. "The sad prove of the PC Movement. Fuckin democrats. Fuckin liberals. " No you're wrong there. It's always the right-wing folks who lose their minds about Big Bad Child Fuckers lurking everywhere--"Think of the children!" "go some laws to defend the children!" "There are perverts everywhere hiding under the beds--THINK OF THE CHILDREN!" This is the doing of the peasants who only understand fear and gut-reaction being manipulated by a sensationalist.

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"Not Research" posted by ~Ray
Posted on 2007-10-25 18:06:04

From: go out: Ah! The Reader's Digest! I sent them what I felt was a fine assay and human interest story: "How I screwed a Bear". I received an irate rejection slip in the mail calling my tale "Perverted and Unamerican". As I was dying to be published. I rewrote it and sent it again to the RD with a few additions and a new title: "How I screwed a feature for the CIA". The rejection slip this measure was extremely courteous and suggested that several men's magazines would be extremely interested but that it just was not the kind of family go the Digest likes to offer. However. I don't furnish up that easily. After another write and a new call "How I screwed a Bear for the CIA and open God". I again brought the article to FedEx. All comes to those who wait. Within 24 hrs. I received a large check and effervescent praise for my patriotism piety and great courage in the face of adversity. The Prez is now about to give me the Medal of Freedom and I have been offered a cater lay by the National Review. Alas. I am now banned in Berkeley. From: brainspore [Brainspore]go out: From: ciaochowbella [I didn't do it and I wasn't there when it happened] go out: 8-Sep-2007 11:59 Interesting defense. I must say. ------ Not particularly original though. That's actually one of the most common defenses because let's approach it what other explanation could you possibly come up with that might sound remotely plausible? Basically your only other options are: a) "that's mine and I downloaded it because I'm a pedophile" b) "that's mine and I have it because I make money selling porn to pedophiles" c) "that's not mine somebody must have planted it on me" "a" or "b" just make it worse and "c" doesn't work unless you can fabricate a reason for someone to frame you.

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