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nuff said!  What a loser!

People who point at their wrist while asking for the time. I know where my watch is buddy, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the bathroom is?

People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.


When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Screw off. What good is a goddamn cake if you can't eat it? What, should I eat someone else's cake instead?


 When people say "It's always in the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?

When people say, while watching a movie "Did you see that?" No dicknose, I paid $9.00 to come to the theatre and stare at the frigging ceiling up there. What did you come here for?

When something is "new and improved", which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it.

 When a cop pulls you over and then asks if you know how fast you were going? You should know asshole, you frigging pulled me over.

When people say "Life is short." What the hell?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!! What? Are they going to do something that's longer?

When people ask "Can I BORROW a piece of paper?" Sure, but please don't return the favor! It's one god damn piece of paper!

When you are waiting for the bus and someone ask you "Did the bus come yet?" If the bus came I would not be standing here asshole!

People who ask "Can I ask you a question?" Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya buddy?

I have found the greatest love of my life!

I have been reading through some of the posts by ex-staff members. Many of these are calling on us to get real about how many of the CEDU experiences were positive and therapeutic. They berate us for ignoring these positive aspects.

They say we exagerate our experiences for shock value and shock value only!

As a responce, I am using their own ammo against them. I am going to use some of the ammunition they gave me.

Ready?

Here it comes...

Rudy Bentz (older student leader): Told us (13-14 year old kids) about how he used to put a piece of liver in a small empty milk container, cut a hole in it, make a careful slice and proceed to fuck the hell out of it. Oh yeah, he said warming it up first helped.

Jill Bentz(team leader): Told us (13-14 year old kids) about how she fucked her teachers to get through college. She also told us about how she liked to stick a finger up her ass when she masturbated.

Tim Brace (headmaster): Told us (13-14 year old kids) about how he liked to drop a couple hits of acid working in the Navy. He also said that he was involved in several gay relationships where he played the part of the female during intercourse.

(I'll find the name and edit it in): (headmaster) Told us (13-14 year old kids) about how he and his male friends would get bored and pass around a stick trading off shoving it up eachother's asses.

There are many more instances of Staff Perversion, but I need to remember and find the exact names.

Or maybe some of you could help out.

This Staff Perversion mixed with sleep/food depravition, constant belittling mixed with emotional mind-fucking mixed with extreme verbal abuse was used to extract false confessions in the same manner it has been used in Abu Ghraib. Students aged 13-14 male in front of female, female in front of male, male in front of male, female in front of female alike were forced to give eachother exacting details of their masturbation history.

NOW - HOW CAN THIS BE DEFENDED?

THOSE WHO TURN A BLIND EYE ARE AS GUILTY AS THE PERPRETRATORS!

BOSTON Yasser Arafat died at age 75, lying in bed surrounded by familiar faces. He left this world peacefully, unlike the thousands of victims he sent to early graves.



In a better world, the PLO chief would have met his end on a gallows, hanged for mass murder much as the Nazi chiefs were hanged at Nuremberg. In a better world, the French president would not have paid a visit to the bedside of such a monster. In a better world, President George W. Bush would not have said, on hearing the first reports that Arafat had died, "God bless his soul."

God bless his soul? What a grotesque idea! Bless the soul of the man who brought modern terrorism to the world? Who sent his agents to slaughter athletes at the Olympics, blow airliners out of the sky, bomb schools and pizzerias, machine-gun passengers in airline terminals? Who lied, cheated and stole without compunction? Who inculcated the vilest culture of Jew-hatred since the Third Reich? Human beings might stoop to bless a creature so evil - as indeed Arafat was blessed, with money, deference, even a Nobel Prize - but God, I am quite sure, will damn him for eternity.

Arafat always inspired flights of nonsense from Western journalists, and his last two weeks were no exception.

Derek Brown wrote in The Guardian that Arafat's "undisputed courage as a guerrilla leader" was exceeded only "by his extraordinary courage" as a peace negotiator. But it is an odd kind of courage that expresses itself in shooting unarmed victims - or in signing peace accords and then flagrantly violating their terms.

Another commentator, columnist Gwynne Dyer, asked, "So what did Arafat do right?" The answer: He drew worldwide attention to the Palestinian cause, "for the most part by successful acts of terror." In other words, butchering innocent human beings was "right," since it served an ulterior political motive. No doubt that thought brings daily comfort to all those who were forced to bury a child, parent or spouse because of Arafat's "successful" terrorism.

Some journalists couldn't wait for Arafat's actual death to begin weeping for him. Take the BBC's Barbara Plett, who burst into tears on the day he was airlifted out of the West Bank. "When the helicopter carrying the frail old man rose above his ruined compound," Plett reported from Ramallah, "I started to cry." Normal people don't weep for brutal murderers, but Plett made it clear that her empathy for Arafat - whom she praised as "a symbol of Palestinian unity, steadfastness and resistance" - was heartfelt.

And what about Arafat's victims? Why were they scarcely remembered in this Arafat death watch?

How is it possible to reflect on Arafat's most enduring legacy - the rise of modern terrorism - without recalling the legions of men, women and children whose lives he and his followers destroyed? If Osama bin Laden were on his deathbed, would we neglect to mention all those he murdered on 9/11?

It would take an encyclopedia to catalog all of the evil Arafat committed. But that is no excuse for not trying to recall at least some of it.

Perhaps his signal contribution to the practice of political terror was the introduction of warfare against children. On one black date in May, 1974, three PLO terrorists slipped from Lebanon into the northern Israeli town of Ma'alot. They murdered two parents and a child whom they found at home, then seized a local school, taking more than 100 boys and girls hostage and threatening to kill them unless a number of imprisoned terrorists were released. When Israeli troops attempted a rescue, the terrorists exploded hand grenades and opened fire on the students. By the time the horror ended, 25 people were dead; 21 of them were children.

Thirty years later, no one speaks of Ma'alot anymore. The dead children have been forgotten. Everyone knows Arafat's name, but who ever recalls the names of his victims?

So let us recall them: Ilana Turgeman. Rachel Aputa. Yocheved Mazoz. Sarah Ben-Shim'on. Yona Sabag. Yafa Cohen. Shoshana Cohen. Michal Sitrok. Malka Amrosy. Aviva Saada. Yocheved Diyi. Yaakov Levi. Yaakov Kabla. Rina Cohen. Ilana Ne'eman. Sarah Madar. Tamar Dahan. Sarah Soper. Lili Morad. David Madar. Yehudit Madar. The 21 dead children of Ma'alot - 21 of the thousands who died at Arafat's command.

Jeff Jacoby The Boston Globe
Saturday, November 13, 2004

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I'd like to have a party at my house.  I'll supply the kegs and the herb.