Wednesday, November 4, 2009 A.D., Day 34 - 146 to go… only :{
Who Owns The "System?"
Well today was a bit usually unusual, meaning, the atypical bull that passes for "unusual" is the "usual." Today I saw yet another condescending "divide and conquer" type individual and sadly it was the same Dr. Honahan, that ignored my calls for medical help the last time. This time I actually stood, with little or zero weight on my feet (because that causes excruciating pain in my back and neck) while supporting myself from my hands and arms from the foot of the examination table. The "Doctor" lifted the back side of the costume used for mental degradation, called a "jail uniform." You know, it's hard to be pleasant to people when they consistently ignore the incredible amount of pain you are in, for 34 long days and nights. Yes folks, if you hadn't guessed it by now, I'm a bit grumpy, but I'm trying. By the gist of the one way conversation, they, the Dr., nurse, and others, are doing their best to not help as much as possible. So far I've given in to being medicated with anti-inflammatory pharmaceuticals, and if you know me, I abhor taking pharmaceuticals. I just couldn't take it any longer. I'm sorry tax-payers but this was not exactly my choice.
My wonderful lady came to see me last night and again they denied her unfettered access to me as she is supposed to have. Apparently now the way on hugging is upon us as the excuse, the sick excuse, given. Who do these people think they are "helping?"
It was amazing watching the full grown children make it look like it's a heroic job to bark at other humans who are caged. Ms. Fallon, a "Sergeant" here at the jail was busy training two kids, and yes they had to be 19 or 20, who must be in training for the grand opening of the all volunteer jail (just kidding) that greets Keene State College families and tourists as they arrive in town. It's going to be great for Pumpkin Fest next year!… The kids with badges were just young girls. Some if not all of the guys in here showed, if not intentionally a sad humiliation, that the jailers consistently court on in the true Pavlovian tradition. You know, I spoke to them… don't I always? Amazing by the way, that in this bursted bubble economy, that the "state" is hiring in a big way, and how sad it is. So, these kids have earned the "privilege" of "counting heads" because they can fill out a piece of paper that says "head count" on it. When the "Corrections" Officers enter the gymnasium we are stuffed into they scream "Head Count!" So all the caged humans who did nothing to hurt anyone can scurry back to their cots and they can count our heads. Some of the time I just mention that I still continue to bear the allotted one head, that I've not grown a second or third but this time I just reminded the kids nicely, that this is all about revenue. Forgive me for not using all the typical salutations and pageantry, I do know more bees are gotten with honey but I guess I'm just the "bad cop" in the bunch.
So, tomorrow I get to bite my tongue and speak of my supposed regret for not participating in the masquerade at the Keene District "Court" of worshiping a man in a black dress, yet another crime…? I wonder if the video box the government uses for their "hearings" is "wheelchair accessible." This ought to be interesting to see how many kids it takes to not do anything but "their jobs" tomorrow. Still I attain that none of these individuals or anyone in their collective hive have any authority over me, my life, etc. Furthermore I continue to assert that they aggress continually against the populous repeatedly… how much longer? They are not qualified to "judge" nor jail. They are in no way impartial. Who pays them? Who is the plaintiff? Who pays the plaintiff? Who pays the prosecution? Who pays the false security thugs who guard the evil guy in a black dress? Who pays the guy in the black dress? You guessed it, it's the people calling themselves the "State of New Hampshire" or the "City of Keene" or "Cheshire County"… those thugs are not who I care to "associate" with. Violence and aggression is truly the only game they play in the guise of "keeping you safe"… revenue, it's all about revenue.
Soon, one day, they will be out of jobs… How do you feel they may start treating other humans then?
What on earth are we waiting for?
How many more peaceful people will be dragged into this tyrannical system of destruction? Will it stop with me? Will it stop with you? Will it stop when we assume responsibility for our own freedoms and tell them "enough is enough"?" If not you, who then? The other question that begs to be answered is how and when did we lose real justice? I claim that it really never has been, once someone else with their own intentions and motives assumes or is given (or in the cases we are living with now, steals) power (not a 'right" by the way, that is an important distinction) over another in such a violent and threatening way. Only people who care not for their brothers and sisters can justify the existence of this form of control… that is… until it happens to them. Then do they feel alone, ashamed, trapped? Who doesn't? Well we are not alone or trapped. The way I see it, it's a choice, but still the threats to kidnap you from your freedoms continues. It's a "WAR ON YOU" and let's not split hairs here, that is exactly what it is. That said, I still contend that no one but who I assent to govern me, can and ought to govern me. Still, in order to get out of here, sadly, I must cave in. I have many responsibilities to my family and myself. The thugs got to me. I have medical requirements they are ignoring, likely as part of their cover up, for one of their gang members of the biggest gang in America. Believe me, I'm biting my tongue and feel very conflicted. I don't believe I can ever serve two masters. I feel like a coward and a failure. Perhaps in some ways I've lost; perhaps in most ways… if you think this is over… it's just beginning. There are many more on the way who I'm not qualified to even share air with. Say what you want about me, no matter. Sure, they won by bullying so I'll deliver pageantry but I still need to care for my family and myself. The <?> outside is slightly less awful too. Who is next? I'm eager to put muy experience, energy, care, and all I've got to support you and your efforts. I'm suck to death of these guys pushing people around. Tomorrow morning, I face Burke the Jerk and his evil gang of thugs, his megalomaniacal attitude, his threats, his abuse, and do my best to bite my tongue and tell him what he really needs to hear. Not once have I and not once do I believe for an instant he has authority over me unless I truly hurt someone, and if I did, I still don't need him. I'm a big boy and I can make it right with my neighbor without his kind of evil.
With mixed emotions, I'm signing off.
