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Offline Scarstruck

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« on: July 21, 2004, 06:27:00 PM »
I stayed at a few host homes that just fucking sucked...rude parents that fed us shit food...nasty fucking houses..

Yes your disadvantaged asses had no business opening a host home..

 What really pissed me off though...is that my parents would...on top of "host home fees" etc would bring stuff and leave it on the tables as they did for us in the carpet room..

My oldcomers on many occasions would take this stuff and say "its for the host home" and eat the stuff in front of me and not let me have any.. I remember the siblings doing this as well

  My logic was ...my parents are paying you 100 a week to feed me (which you are spending about 20 of that to feed me...cuz the food was shitty)
  Dont feed your children my fucking food (siblings not even in the program)

  I think Im gonna be a dick and name the host homes..naaah I wont..

 I just woke up from a dream about this...and had totally forgotten it..but I remember my oldcomers in 2 certain host homes like eating these snacks in front of me ...taunting me about it while I was on 1st phase..

 And I know in the scope of things its really nothing...and rather petty of me..but it was enough to make me have one of those dreams where I woke up punching my bed in an imaginary fight..

 It was the accumulation of lots of little things like this that made straight shitty. Im sure they did it for my own good though..

 And I think what upset me so much was..I was 5 hour drive away from home and my family...and very very young (I wasnt 17 or whatever more like 13) and had never been away from home before..
  Again I wasnt having sex...running away..stealing and doing lots of drugs..before straight and deserved none of the punishments.
   I checked myself in after approaching my parents because I was depressed (another story )

  Anyway I know this isnt a big deal really but like I say I just had one of those super emotional nightmares about it...all these years later.

 I do not know that I can ever find it in my heart to forgive...some of those kids.
 Jeff Dodd
 Donny Hernandez
 Greg McClain
 Scott Ladd
 Michael ( dont remember your last name you were from midland and a homosexual that sexually assaulted another boy in front of me in the host home...you sick faggot I hope you are dead..oh and your front teeth were all rotten *niiice*)
 Barry Addleman ( another homosexual...sister was very nice though)
  Craig (from waco *not McGuiness)

 All shitbags...Im am now going to pray to a god I dont believe in  that you die in pain soon...you all deserve it I hope your lives fucking suck.. :wave:
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« Reply #1 on: July 22, 2004, 01:23:00 AM »
I spent most of my time on the MBer policy; any food or comfort was welcomed. It provided me the energy to fight another day. Some host homes were reluctant to accept MBers; others salivated at the opportunity. Besides pissing into a milk jug and freezing my ass off in a phaser room, one "rule" of the policy sticks out[ "Your choice of snack or shampoo" ] Those hungry nights helped to prepare me for my vocation.

The tune "Starve" by Rollins Band describes the situation pretty well (random lyrics to follow):

I lose sleep; I go without
I push my senses out
I step up and get none
I take less and less&less&less&less...and none
I Starve
I make my blood scream; I make my blood burn

As I've said before, I never screwed around in the host homes. Sure, I'd be exhausted and just crash, but mostly the host homes were as glad as I was for a break. Anybody remember Sunday's R&R?

One hardass host father had a couple of ex-MBers as host sons and decided that he was going to get his Phaser Posse (pussies) to change me in an all night tune-up session. I spent all night on a weight bench tormented by his minions; he recognized the futility and got in my face and called me an asshole. Hmmm, lemme think on this.

Once again, using the program's fear/snitch policy to serve my cause, I held up my hand for a 5th phase monkey and told him that the host dad called me an asshole. He was put on a "Refresher"; when in the building he was led around on the beltloop. Mwwwwahhha

Seeing his ass led around was worth being cordial enough to be released from the intake room. Jason
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« Reply #2 on: July 22, 2004, 06:25:00 AM »
Carmen York's host home was the worst.  Anyone remember Mom Ogena?  There were cockroaches and the place was too small.  She used to let her boyfriend in during the night after the phasers were keyed in, and he'd sneak out in the morning before anyone got up.

We would get peanutbutter sandwiches everyday for lunch.

Another crappy hosthome was the Clevenger's.  They put 5 or 6 of us in this tiny room with two bunk beds.  I had to sleep in front of the window on a bottom bunk that had no mattress.  Just that flat piece covered with mattress material that had boards in it.  Mara took the mattress from my bed and slept in front of the door.

I think the best host home was Marilee Kossack's.  Her mom was the greatest and her sister Shelley was sometimes cool.  We always had lots of awesome food and there was an approved gated, covered patio area that had gaps between the roof and gates, so when it snowed one day, we first phasers actually got to play in snow.  They also had a dove cage, so you would hear the doves cooing as you went to sleep.  And Christmas there was amazing.  There were so many gifts you couldn't even get to the couch.
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« Reply #3 on: July 22, 2004, 10:20:00 AM »
I remember a host home from my tenure. The worst of the worst. This place was filthy. They had dirty matresses on the floor and a very moldy bathroom. These people were total rednecks. the funny part is they were nice people beneath their filth I honestly think they had no idea how to live differently. They also had this female dog they couldn't afford to fix and one morning I woke up to enter the kitchen which was blood stained. We literally had to watch where we stepped to avoid the places the dog had been. Nobody in the family of course bothered to clean up the kitchen before the fried slab of BBQ spam breakfast, we just continued to watch our step.
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« Reply #4 on: July 22, 2004, 11:17:00 AM »
My first host home was by far the worst. Not indigent (sp?) just program jerks through and through. The Lunds. Steve acted like an [imagined] badass telling me he would have kicked my ass in his past. Said that being in a band (one of my lines of defense against the "worthless druggie" charge) was a waste of time and that they'd replace me since guitarists were a dime a dozen. (Well there's a little truth in that, sure - but he was an ass about it and so was one of the newcs, Joe Monticello) They never did replace me and I joined the band again when I got out. At one point I told Steve that he "didn't phase me" and man, he went ballistic over that! Poking his fingers in my chest, yelling, etc. What a little pecker-head, lol. He took my pillow away that night. His dad was just a jerk, not much else I can say. I just didn't like him. He was totally sold on the program and what it was doing for Steve. So was his mom. His mom started referring to me as Sad Sack (from the funny pages.) I laugh at this now, but at the time this seemed really shitty of her and it was. I guess I was supposed to be happy about being in straight. Right...
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« Reply #5 on: July 22, 2004, 11:12:00 PM »
Ah yes, host homes.  I think we called them foster homes back in the late '70s.  Anyway, I had a number of oldcomers during my 15 months.  1 trip on 1st phase and 2 refreshers.  My first home and oldcomer wasn't so bad at first.  Then, when I was not cooperating, they sent a cadre of oldcomers to assist in my progression.   I lost my bed privledges and was relegated to the terrazo floor with a sheet.  One oldcomer liked to kick me as a wake up call.  Needless to say after I was kicked a couple of times, once in the head, I woke up before anyone else.   I rememberbeing punished for letting my eyes wander at breakfast and reading the label of a cereal box.  I was actually shoved through the wall by one visiting oldcomer for reading.  Christ, it is difficult to look at stuff w/out reading.   I remember being bitched at for being such a drain on my foster family.  I was eating too much food and using too much water that I was hurting them financially.  I was told that I was scummy.  Scummy on the inside; I was told that my soul was very dark and I would probably end up in hell.  I remember and can hear it today what  a worthless piece of shit of a person I am.  I can still hear it. I remember long hours, sometimes up to 20, 21 hours at at stretch. I remember laying on the hard, cold terrazo floor in Jan of '79 wondering how I had ended up there.  I remember being held down in one foster home while the other oldcomers and new comers smeared petroluem jelly all over my body and then only letting me have about 2 mins in the shower.  A shower where only cold water was allowed; no soap. I remember eating doughnuts gleaned from the garbage and only having around 16 ounces of liquid a day.  Peanut butter sandwhiches with no liquid. I remember staring.   I remember staring once so hard and long that I was smacked in the back of the head to get me out of it. . . no, it was more like a suker punch.   I remember being 18, thinking that my life was ticking away.  I needed to be in school, yet, I was on 1st phase or some fucked up refresher.  I remember being "loved" so much by the group, that on my  18th birthday when I asked to leave, I was pounded into a concrete floor. That was my birthday present I was told.   I remember seeing my parents across the room on open meeting night.  I remember being thirsty.  I remember actually crying when I got my dixie riddle cup of water and it had a small piece of ice in it. I remember seeing other children getting teh crap beat out of them.  I hear children screaming.  I can still hear that today.  I remember children crying.  

I wish I didn't remember so much.
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« Reply #6 on: July 23, 2004, 10:06:00 AM »
I remember where some of them were now. Im going to pay visits! How they missed me, I hope they are still there to greet me. I have something for them.
I want to pay my respects. Im all grown up now. I have knives and gasoline. I am going to pay visits!
 How they missed me. I am coming. I have knives and gasoline.
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« Reply #7 on: July 23, 2004, 10:19:00 AM »
I had a dream last night...

...I wonder how many of those families mabey have younger kids now...teenagers..
 Im sure if they do...they are fucked in the head from such a family.
 In my dream I found these younger ones ...Put a needle in their arm (Im so persuasive) and set the spiral spinning..( after all our very DNA is a spiral isnt it?)


 I have destroyed more good people than I can count in this manner....15 year old girls...55 year old mothers..

  Giving the 1st shot is like...giving a virus. The first shot and a beeper number is usually enough to spin them off..
   And guess whos the 1st to get ripped off and become devastated?

  Thats right...the family..

 I am the piper, my flute is the needle...and my smile will eat them alive.

  Then I moved in they got high...and got thin. Their money went and so did their friends. But with me by their side and my smile did not hide, the premonition of a beckoning end

   The End.

 :flame:
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« Reply #8 on: July 23, 2004, 12:20:00 PM »
Alex Burns, shitty person, burn his home.
Scars, here's a chance to bash Alex.

  http://westtexasmusic.com/phpBB/viewtopic.php?t=8
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« Reply #9 on: July 25, 2004, 01:42:00 AM »
Awesome...did you know he got busted again?
Hes jailbound...prison bound  :lol:
Hes such a little faggot..all the shit he did to me after I saved his fucking life..

I should have just let him die..fucker took 30 tamazepams and a bottle of liquor..

Last time I step in and divert natural selection..
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« Reply #10 on: July 25, 2004, 01:57:00 AM »
Holy shit...Drama. Thats just too funny...that girlfriend/sister info you posted stung him so bad I felt it..
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« Reply #11 on: July 25, 2004, 08:01:00 PM »
This stuff is mindblowing! I wonder if most foster homes today are as bad as the host homes you had.  These people should be be sued for gross misconduct (and more).  Have any of you as adults ever gone back and told these people how f*&^$# up they and their filthy homes and greedy little selves were.  As a child, you have no voice.  To face an adult years later, they would have to be accountable.

I went to CEDU and sometimes check out other sites to compare. Some elements are similar but Straight sounds like the most f^&*%$ place ever.  I cannot believe it was allowed to exist. Please tell me that at least the worst abuses have come to light and been eradicated.  It makes me sick to my stomach. I just want to puke.

I have a hard time believing anyone would come out of Straight and say it was a positive experience. It seems the only way to do this would be to be so conditioned to think you are a worthless shit and then conditioned to believe upon graduating, that you were "saved." Double puke.
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« Reply #12 on: July 25, 2004, 08:38:00 PM »
Actually, no. There are spin-off programs that exist today. KHK (Kids Helping kids) is one..Pathway may be another...Here's a flow chart 'featuring' straight and its predecessors & offspring:

http://thestraights.com/the-straights/t ... hts-fc.htm

Here's a document proving that the DFAF is just another name for straight inc:

http://ccfcorp.dos.state.fl.us/scripts/ ... 6&n2=DOMNP
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« Reply #13 on: July 25, 2004, 09:00:00 PM »
scars shutting em down
 :nworthy:  :nworthy:  :nworthy:  :nworthy:
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