Readers should also know that there are some legitamate Intervention Companies who do not use peper spary and only use cuffs when needed.
What the fuck? When you
need to make sure the kids get abused in the hellhole of no choice?
There are allot of BS companies, but there are some that really care about the kids.
If you really cared, shitbag, you'd drive them to a safehouse in Canada.
You should show both sides not just one.
You want both sides? Okay. Here's the other side... of a telephone conversation.
"Crotchet residence. Ya who? Milk Garg.. what? What kind of name is that?
YEAH, I'm a communism fighter! Spent five years fighting those damn dinks, if that rat bastard would have let us bomb Hanoi it would have been over in.. what? Ya'll ain't serious. ... Ya'll
AIN'T serious. ... Ya'll's serious. Now ya'll want me to what? Oh, I gotcha. You gonna.. oh, I gotcha. They'll come right to my.. yeah, I know how.. yeah, I can tell them.. I gotcha. All right. Ya'll take it easy."
later*knock* *knock* "Hello, Mr. Crotchet? We're Natas youth..
transport.. services..."
*BLAM!!*"Ya'll GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKERS! I didn't fucking watch my buddies get their legs blown off fighting the goddamn Reds just so I could"
*BLAM!!* "come home and let you shiteating bastard cowards"
*BLAM!!* "start fucking taking kids out in the middle of the night"
*BLAM!!* "to be 'behavior modified' in some goddamn fucking gulag! We WON the Cold War, dammit!!"
*BLAM!!* *BLAM!!* *BLAM!!*"Hello, City Sanitation? I've got some trash I need picked up off my doorstep."