Were you hurt by Cedu running springs and how do you deal wi

[Anonymous]

I was remembering something the other day. Rewards at CEDU came totally randomly. I read recently that random rewards is one more way that Behavior Modification was used at CEDU. Rewards and punishments were often doled out for almost no reason.

I used to think I had made it to the end of a rap without getting blasted. I carefully balanced the routine of getting a few words in edgewise to whomever had the fire under their chair while not saying anything profound and 'projecting' too much to have the rap/indictment flipped on me. But then alas. The Counselor/facilitator would look at their watch and actually say, " I guess we got time for one more" and would have me get up and switch chairs so He/she could scream in my face so I would feel peachy keen through the rest of the night and dinner. And sometimes I know it was just because some very deep part of me that I could not cover up HATED it so FUCKING much for so long until I was under the spell, shone out to staff like a lit up Blimp exclaiming "FUCK YOU"!But to get back to my thought, I would often think I was going to get out of some raps intact only at the last moment to be confronted for no real reason.

It was not quite so often that I was being punished one day and rewarded the next though I really thought I was going to have more work details and instead got to go skiing in the afternoon. It's a tool. I recognize this now, but I am surprised that I hadn't earlier noticed it for what it was. Confuse and bribe.

Care to comment?

could be on to something.

[dishdutyfugitive]

Oh you're on to something and to qoute homer simpson
"oh there's something else, there's something much more else".

Seriously though - it was a tool.  A tool which I clearly remember clearly had me living in a constant state of confusion and fear. But at the same time I'm not sure the staff truly even had control of 'that tool'. As I sit here in think about 'that tool'. It was almost like 'that tool' had a life of it's own and it was spinning wildly out of control -travelling through the collective pysche of RMA. It was a beast that feasted on the slaughters of rap carnage. All the while this beast was double-headed andsimultaneously drank from the spilled blood of RS raps. Holy primal Cult action batman.


Fuck Steve Rookey for having ball busting raps that would creep well past 5pm. HIs regularily went close to 6pm. "Don't you be eyeing my dorm time Rookey"!  "Back the fuck up yo- you better shut this rap down 5 minutes ago! "Don't make me ball this up and come over there beat that flat top off your big watermelon head."

That's what Mr. T would've said to the Rook i