Some Detainees Are Drugged For Deportation

Immigrants Sedated Without Medical Reason

by Amy Goldstein and Dana Priest | Washington Post Staff Writers

Page A1; May 14, 2008

The U.S. government has injected hundreds of foreigners it has deported with dangerous psychotropic drugs against their will to keep them sedated during the trip back to their home country, according to medical records, internal documents and interviews with people who have been drugged.

The government's forced use of antipsychotic drugs, in people who have no history of mental illness, includes dozens of cases in which the "pre-flight cocktail," as a document calls it, had such a potent effect that federal guards needed a wheelchair to move the slumped deportee onto an airplane.

 

So last night I had trouble falling asleep, finally did sometime after 3 am, (damn preggo insomnia always knows to kick in when I have to open in the morning), then around 5 am a huge T storm hit with tornadoes and stuff so I woke up and could not fall back asleep.
So at 8 am I start getting ready for work and then go to work. When I get there the power is down on all of the bar coolers and the order printer for the waitresses, and someone apparently thought it was an awesome idea to put fucking wooden painter GOLF TEES in the pourers instead of putting cone tops on the bottles like we are supposed to. The damn things leave paint chips inside of every fucking pourer, so I have to take off the pourers off of every bottle in the bar and then go to the kitchen, (because with my breaker blown I also don't have hot water in the bar), and get hot water from the coffee machine to try to get the paint out of the pourers with. The I had to do my normal opening work in a serious rush because of how much time that shit took, and the person that closed last night choose not to stock anything, s I had to stock the fruit before I cut it, the fruit for the juicer, the bev naps, the beer, the salt and pepper, the mustard and ketchup, etc.

Finally my boss arrives and unlocks the breaker room so that I can get power. After all of that shit, no one comes in for 2 hours so we start playing scrabble. Then I start getting one person at the bar at a time. This guy comes in who claims he used to bartend there, I don't doubt it but he uses this to excuse his behavior because of what happens next.

He asks to see the tattoo on my arm, (the one of the riot grrl throwing the boquet of roses an original design based upon a bansky stencil), and says "Oh you have a dyke throwing a football". Now possibly where I not 4.5 months pregnant, sleep deprived, queer, and pissed off because of all of the crap I had had to do in a whirl wind this morning this would have just glided off me, but as it was I wanted to shoot him. Not hit him not yell at him not 86 him I wanted to pull out a gun and fucking shoot him. So I decided not to talk to him at all. I served him his drinks but said nothing. He then would not let it go for 2 hours he said such gems as "hey if I were a girl could we kiss an make up" he started singing KUMBAYA and trying to get the rest of the bar to join in. At this point his friends started seeking out ways to apologize for his behavior saying things like "he's normally such a nice guy blah blah blah". Finally he left. And my day since I got home was actually great. L's grandmother took her for the evening so I got to spend some alone time with N for once. I had vegan riblets and they were tasty... I'm still sleep deprived but at least I'm home.

Yoinked from the always loverly acentaurus

May 6 is INDD - celebrate your bodies as they are! enjoy them! love them! touch them! have others touch you! eat! drink! be merry! love your body!!



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Reasons that I believe that "Juno" is anti-choice, conservative, and abstinence only propaganda, (note any of the factors alone would not lead me to this conclusion, heck even a few wouldn't but all together it is difficult for me to ignore this is the result).

L has taken to making use of her 100+ word vocabulary to make up baby songs and poems which she recites several times a day, here is my favorite:

and Mom
and Hug
and Nite Nite
and Mom
and Kiss
and Nap
and Hug
and Mom
and Nite Nite

she will repeat this over and over, and sometimes when she gets to "and kiss" she will pause and purse her lips together and wait for a kiss from me...  She is so freaking cute, and her vocabulary and language usage is down right insane for her age...

Food Rationing Confronts Breadbasket of the World

By JOSH GERSTEIN, Staff Reporter of the Sun | April 21, 2008

MOUNTAIN VIEW, Calif. — Many parts of America, long considered the breadbasket of the world, are now confronting a once unthinkable phenomenon: food rationing.

 

As I called it earlier today the abortion as art thing was a performance art HOAX...
http://www.yale.edu/opa/

I don't understand how it is that anyone thought this was real, (at least not anyone who knows anything about: college, art, women's cycles, etc.) and here's why:

• The fact that she does not mention a single positive pregnancy test

• she was never seen by a doctor or midwife who could have confirmed that she has ever even been pregnant in her life let alone had multiple miscarriages over such a short period of time

• apparently supposedly was able to get pregnant month after month for 9 months which by itself is statistically improbable

• even while repeatedly exposing herself to herbal abortifacients which would totally screw up her cycle adding another heaping spoonful of improbability

• managed to "force sperm donors to take STI tests" while not personally servicing them or paying them.

• The fact that your senior art project is like a dissertation it is done under the supervision of a professor and if ze did not want to loose zer job ze would have had to report this: repeatedly self aborting with no medical supervision specifically for the purposes of an art project, as it is considered standard that all women who miscarry should have at least a follow up exam to be certain that the miscarriage was complete, (i.e. no necrotic tissue in the uterus), and it is never advisable to self abort without someone else's assistance in case of emergency, as self harm up the chain of command or at least to the school counselors. (Note this does not mean that I support the idea that this should be considered self harm I am just aware that it is how it would be framed by the guidelines of mental/physical health of a university).

I mean seriously am I the only one that pays any attention to what I read in the news?

Though I'm sure tomorrow she will receive several job offers from viral marketing agencies, and scholarships for grad school, her piece was certainly successful in her intent and I give her kudos for that.

snatched from
kynn

Stuffed and Starved: As Food Riots Break Out Across the Globe, Raj Patel Details “The Hidden Battle for the World Food System”

 

Now ask yourself, why haven't I heard ANYTHING about this before???

More info and a petition here:

kumicorps

In northwest Georgia in July 2005, a dozen, mostly white, English-speaking informants convicted of possessing, producing, and selling an illegal drug called methamphetamine (“meth”) were promised reductions in their prison sentences if they assisted with successful prosecutions of store clerks from whom they bought the ingredients to create meth. Under “Operation Meth Merchant”, the name given by the U.S. Drug Enforcement Agency’s to the sting operation, forty-nine store clerks and shop owners, many of whom do not speak fluent English, were indicted for allegedly knowing that the products they were selling would be used to create methamphetamine.

L is trying to get a picture of a bunny in one of her books to hug her. So now we are attempting to explain to someone with a 75 word vocabulary, (she's still only 17 months old), that pictures are 2 dimensional objects and you can't take the thing out of the image and interact with it...

To any such explanation she again makes a 2 handed grab gesture at the picture and says "Hug". AAAAAAAHHHHH too cute!!!!!

This is a sequel to literaly one of the absolute worst movies I have ever seen in my entire life, (and if you know my love of bad movies you know what this means)...

IMDB listing

Film threat 2 part article

I mean seriously yes "Manos the Hands of Fate" was worse than Hobgoblins but it was made by a car dealer on a bet and the only two "actors" involved in that amazing POS to be paid anything where the little girl who got a new bike and the dog who got a bag of kibble.

Rick Sloan on the other hand is a multiple producing writer and director, (I refuse to call him a film maker), his dialog makes Uwe Boll seem like a lyrical genius and his direction is right up there with what I would expect from a 2nd grade pageant.

I would say that he was the reincarnation of Ed Wood but, Ed Wood had style...

For those of you who don't already know, there has been a strike scheduled for Friday, March 21st, 2008, during which we hope to have many members of LiveJournal provide LJ with absolutely no content for twenty-four hours. This means no posting and no commenting. If you post elsewhere and have it set up to be posted through a feed on LiveJournal, don't do it. Stay away from LiveJournal for twenty-four hours. That can't be too hard, can it? I know some of you are probably quite active on LiveJournal and will find it hard to stay away for an entire day, just as I will, but this is something that needs to be done, to show the people running LiveJournal that we're watching the changes they are making, that we're paying attention, that we're discontent, and that we want to be heard and taken in to consideration. We are not simply users who can be tossed to the side and ignored. We are the people who make up LiveJournal. Without us, without the content we create, without our words, our voices, our creativity, our participation, there would be no LiveJournal. This is a fact, and it needs to be realized and understood and then taken in to consideration when making decisions regarding the way that LiveJournal is run. The strike is only a few days away, so there isn't all too much time to prepare. While this is unfortunate, it isn't enough to keep this strike from taking place. It will take place, the second it is meant to, and it would be best to have as many people take part as possible. Please, spread the word. Spread it fast. There are only a few days to organize this. If you find that you care about LiveJournal or care about the people you interact with on LiveJournal or simply want it to remain a place where you can entertain yourself without constant censorship and money-hungry practices being thrown in without the consideration of those who use the service, act now. If you don't wish to spread the word, that is fine, but please: refrain from using LiveJournal on Friday, March 21st. Do something else for a change. It's for a good cause. (:

For background on this strike and why it is being held, please read the following posts:
http://beckyzoole.livejournal.com/394838.html
http://beckyzoole.livejournal.com/395310.html

To find out exactly when the strike begins and ends, depending on where you are located, please see this:
http://beckyzoole.livejournal.com/395125.html

What's this about?

* It's about free and ad-free LiveJournal accounts being abolished for new members, ignoring the advice from the newly-formed Advisory Board.
* It's about LJ staff trying to sneak this decision in under the radar, and when people found out, telling the users it was done 'to make the signup process less confusing'.
* It's about LJ staff failing to apologize for trying to hide the facts from view and for lying about the actual reasons for their actions.
* And finally, it's about the latest decision to hide certain user interests from the list of Most Popular Interests, some of them being fanfiction, bisexuality, sex and depression. This decision was not announced or explained in any way. Users found out for themselves.

If you agree with this please re-post far and wide

You almost certainly do not want to press play on this, it is some GIs in Iraq torturing a puppy...