29 Years Ago This Date; 01/21/78

[Ganja]

It's no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.

This is Quote worthy!

I know; I'm a fucking genius.  :lol:

[Ganja]

And to be honest I stole that one somewhere, so I could give a fuck what anyone does with it.

[Anonymous]

And to be honest I stole that one somewhere, so I could give a fuck what anyone does with it.

It's from Krishnamurti, a heathen guru of a non-RTC (and hence lesser and false) cult.  Even though he may have stumbled upon greatness with that quote, he is a FALSE PROFIT, simply due to the fact that he has not "paid his dues", so to speak, to the almighty RED TEMPLE CULT.  Sure, he's probably a cool guy and all, but he's not someone you should accept as a guru.  Only RED TEMPLE CULT-approved gurus are worth following, and half of them are full of shit con men that we merely certified as gurus 'cause they paid in CASH.  If you send a large enough "love gift" to RTP,  he'll tell you which ones are legitimate or not.  Caveat emptor and all that good shit.

[85 Day Jerk]

Well Mr. D, the blue VeeWee was Scott Travis, and that really may have been Mike McCaan that shared in the Evil Knievel hijinx.  That dude did'nt have the sense to be afraid of anything.  Chuck is not deceased is he?  That whole apartment thing happens to millions of young people.  It's the American Way, and Judge Judy and all them other shows would be left with nothing if young roomates did'nt screw each other over on a continuous basis.

I really want to write about the fishing trips, because I remember it well, and it was a pivitol part in all of our lives.  For that one moment in time, we were on the same page and living it at the same time.
It'll probably take a couple of days to get my mind right enough to do it a proper job.  I remember 1979 as being one of the best years of my life.  Straight was behind me, I had friends that would never be the same any other time and it seemed that nothing was impossible.  Then along came a dude named Ronald Reagan.

[Sam Kinison]

::hehehmm:: And to think somebody who spent that first evening with you responds to this thread.Remembering that night,you sort of had a look on your face like"Oh Shit,here I am now,what do I do?"Trying to discuss the program in its true light with your parents is futile.My mother actually thinks that she saved my life by putting me in there,not knowing the astronomically high mortality rate of Str8 graduates as opposed to others.I went through my 20's so angry that I'm amazed that I didn't kill more than just once,and not by accident!We were fed so many lies that I'm still sorting out the BS thirty years later.Here I am,now in my mid 40's focusing on neutralizing every neuroses I have,that if not caused by,was nurtured and eventually festered due to my time there.Until I became a father,I never saw any importance to staying alive.I was petrified of ever becoming a father for fear of bereavement.Now it happened for the first time in my mid 30's and, hopefully,for the last time five months ago.My challenges today are real,anything but imaginary.After thinking about so many others who passed on prematurely and how close to the edge I lived for so long after Str8,I guess I have an obligation to myself and others to maintain my life and be an exemplary parent,in spite of my countless flaws.As messed up as I might be,I owe it those who love me and need me to push through this insanity to make this world a better place for them,if not myself.

[Anonymous]

Hey Sam - how did the professional gambling career go?    Last time I saw you I think you were driving off into the sunset for vegas?   Just interested............

[Sam Kinison]

If you look at my location and read the papers,you can get a hint on what I do for a living.On a personal level,I live very comfortably and send my children to private school.That's all I'll say on this topic on this posting.Any more detail than that would require a PM with you telling me who I'm chatting with.By the way,remember the Str8 BS rhetoric of my "druggie image" as a gambler.Funny,nobody else had that image.What a bunch of morons!Funny how none of us could talk to them about their image of being assholes.

[Woof-a-Doof]

::hehehmm:: And to think somebody who spent that first evening with you responds to this thread.Remembering that night,you sort of had a look on your face like"Oh Shit,here I am now,what do I do?"

Yeah, to the best of my memory, that is exactly how I felt...."What do I do now?"...Of course the first answer I got cummultively, was to just be honest. After all honesty was the first and most important rule. Yet it wasn't until much later that I relized that honesty was the best policy for the dishonest man.

And it is odd to have all these memories and to be able to connect withone of the first faces I connected with...Sam Kinison. I never really had any ill will towards (Sam). I was real lucky or at least I felt that way. For some reason, unbekownwst to me, I trusted SAM. I remember vaquely going over the rules (with him), yet I difinately recall that they were explained in such a way as to imply, "this is how you will survive here". Because I had no real idea how to survive the absurdity of the situation, I kinda clung to those rules of acting/behaving...I mean still there was a revulsion to comply, but there was also a practical issue of survival. It was difficult to be sure!

My first Old Comer, whose name I forget, SAM knows, spilt or was pulled afer one or to nights that I was at his house, (which is still standing). SAM and I believe went to diferent homes, if memory serves me correctly. This was my introduction to the Can*trel home. Lu*is and Lan*ce Can*trel were another set of guys that had genuinly good natures about them.

Aside from Straight, it's rhetoric and its bullshit, this family genuinly welcomed me into thier home. I don't recall that heavy, Straight talk didn't really occur. Minimal time spent on MI's and such, we had private baths/showers and treated with dignity by the family.

I found out that Lu*is the older of the two brothers was susceptible to  wee bit of obssesive compulsive behavor. All it took was the mear mention of hearing his breaths s he fell asleep and then he would get extremely aggitated and begin counting his breathe, each inhil and exhale...thus lossing a night of sleep....because we would interupt him about ever 150 breaths.

I coasted there for months 8-9 months to be a lil more accurate. As odd as it sounds, I felt perfectly at home there, it was a perfect refuge from the 9-9 thing. Plus I had no desire to return home at all, even with the consderation of more comfortable surrounding, beach etc. 85DJ entered the same house hold at or the same time I did, he has a prety good idea of the miliue(sp) of the house hold.

I quess one of the reasons I am sorta looking at the "fun times" or (gawd forbide I say it) "good times" I experiencedin Straight Inc isbecause I am investagating  'hunch' I mentioned in an earlier post...not sure of the thread (A.D.D and all)

In the post I brought about a question to folks wondering about the connection to Straight Inc to Stockhol Syndrom. My first serch result brought me to this page http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stockholm_syndrome which is the Wikipedi Site. a snippet of its difinition includes :

The Stockholm syndrome is a psychological response sometimes seen in an abducted hostage, in which the hostage exhibits loyalty to the hostage-taker, in spite of the danger (or at least risk) in which the hostage has been placed. Stockholm syndrome is also sometimes discussed in reference to other situations with similar tensions, such as battered person syndrome, rape cases, child abuse cases, and bride kidnapping.

An narrower deffinition by Medcine net.com http://http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=24038
cal it "An extraordinary phenomenon in which a hostage begins to identify with and grow sympathetic to their captor"

A Yahoo page refelcts here http://http://ask.yahoo.com/20030324.html

Captives begin to identify with their captors initially as a defensive mechanism, out of fear of violence. Small acts of kindness by the captor are magnified, since finding perspective in a hostage situation is by definition impossible. Rescue attempts are also seen as a threat, since it's likely the captive would be injured during such attempts.
It's important to note that these symptoms occur under tremendous emotional and often physical duress. The behavior is considered a common survival strategy for victims of interpersonal abuse, and has been observed in battered spouses, abused children, prisoners of war, and concentration camp survivors.

Answers.com says in regard to Stockholm Syndrom.... A phenomenon in which a hostage begins to identify with and grow sympathetic to his or her captor.

As Answers.com another vast majoity of medical type definition databses simply define it as...

A phenomenon in which a hostage begins to identify with and grow sympathetic to his or her captor.

Of course this, I wonder, might this be a reason or an explination...an answer to many questions those of us have abut ourselves, that endured the entirity of Straight Inc. Not to dismiss those that did not complete the "program". I got lotsa love for those that were sucessful in finding thier way out.

I heard 12,000 children succefully completed Straight Inc. Staistically I am one of those and I resent that status on many many levels.

I have enuff information to prove to myself there is a direct link between Straight Inc and Stockholm Syndrom. A quick Google Search will I think give a thinking person the ability to connect the dots...guess my next logical query is Stockholm Syndrome + Symptomology  

[Sam Kinison]

Maybe that's how I smile after 11 years of marriage......maybe that's how she smiles,too.By the way,how did I look on the Snickers commercial during the Super Bowl? ::bigmouth::  ::bigmouth::  ::bigmouth::