The LAPD, The FBI and The CIA

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The LAPD, The FBI and The CIA

The LAPD, The FBI, and the CIA are all trying to prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and each of them has to catch it.

The CIA goes in. They place animal informants throughout the forest. They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigations they conclude that rabbits do not exist.

The FBI goes in. After two weeks with no leads they burn the forest, killing everything in it, including the rabbit, and they make no apologies. The rabbit had it coming.

The LAPD goes in. They come out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear is yelling: “Okay! Okay! I’m a rabbit! I’m a rabbit!’

Janurary 2015 can not come soon enough!

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Statements made by Fallin about why she voted nay on hate crimes bill.
By: Mary Fallin
Date: April 29, 2009
Location: Washington, DC

Providing for Consideration of H.R. 1913, Local Law Enforcement Hate Crimes Prevention Act of 2009 — (House of Representatives – April 29, 2009)

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Ms. FALLIN. Mr. Speaker, I would like to thank the gentlewoman from North Carolina for the time.

I just want to say I am as appalled as any Member of Congress by crimes committed as an act of hate. Criminals who commit acts like murder, rape and assault do belong behind bars. But I oppose this bill because it lays the groundwork for the prosecution and the potential persecution of citizens whose crimes are not actions, but rather crimes of thought and speech.

The end result of this bill and the hate crimes agenda will be the suppression of both the freedom of speech and the freedom of religion. By establishing crimes of speech and thought, this law places pundits, journalists, preachers and religious men and women at risk.

Other nations have gone down this path before and seen their liberties curtailed. In nations like Canada and Great Britain, where hate crimes legislation has been expanded to include speech, now columnists must avoid certain subjects, and cartoonists worry that their caricatures could become a crime.

Even in this country, hate crimes legislation has already been used as a political tool to suppress religious speech. In Pennsylvania, we saw a State hate crimes law used to file felony charges against 11 Christians speaking their minds and preaching their beliefs concerning a gay pride parade. Because sexual orientation had been added to the Pennsylvania hate crimes statute, the Christian demonstrators faced the following charges: Criminal conspiracy; possession of instruments of a crime–and the instruments of the crime were bullhorns; reckless endangerment of another person; ethnic intimidation; riot; failure to disperse; disorderly conduct; and obstructing highways.

I believe America is the greatest country in the world because we do have freedom of speech and we do have freedom of religion, and we must protect those ideals.

Mr. Speaker, any acts of murder, rape, assault, harassment, theft or any other crime should be punished equally under the law. I cannot support legislation which establishes thought crimes or lays the foundation for a country in which religious and political speech can be deemed hateful and even criminal.

Fears

On Just About Everything, Random Writings

Isn’t it strange how we deal with our fears?

I just woke from a horrible dream. In this dream I was a kid again I think because I was riding a bike through town. It was a bright beautiful morning with only very high clouds. I was enjoying the sunshine. I stopped and closing my eyes I briefly turned my face up to feel the sun. I open my eyes and looked high in the sky. I saw something weird. There were several tiny silver dots way way up high. I might have thought they were ducks if they hadn’t been so high up because they were in a “V” formation. They were moving at a very high speed. As I followed them with my eyes another formation came into view only this one was headed in the opposite direction toward the first dots. What happened next stopped my breath. The first dots fired missiles at the second dots. I could see the white trails of smoke as the missiles were fired. I watched in horror as the missiles hit and destroyed several of the opposing dots leaving gaps in their formation. I lowered my head a glanced around for someone to tell what I was seeing. My heart was thundering in my chest and I was gasping for air. Had I just seen the beginning of WWIII? Cars were going by and I screamed and pointed up but they all did the “oh look a crazy person” thing, you know that thing where when you see a crazy person you look the other way and pretend to be staring intently at it. I looked back up and didn’t see anything for a second so I began to ride for home as fast as I could. Maybe I had imagined it. I glanced up again and there were multiple formations of these tiny dots. They were groups of two, all were heading toward each other shooting missiles at each other with the same effect of sections of each being hit and disappearing in little puffs of white smoke. I was peddling fast now. I had to get home to my children to tell them it was time. We have had an emergency response drill since they were little. We all have emergency “bug out” backpacks loading with survival gear. We have had them since 9/11. We made a plan of where we would go and I was trying to get to them to tell them it was time to head for the hills.

I was almost blown off my bike when a line of fighter jets flying low out of Tinker AFB blew past in formations of three. I looked around and saw that people noticed these jets. They kept coming. hundreds of them. I looked up and the dots I had seen before were no longer dots. They were war planes. Jets and planes I knew from living near an American Air Force base and others I didn’t know. They others had strange markings.

As I was looking up one of the strange planes dropped something. It looked like a little red and white missile but when it hit the ground ahead of me it didn’t explode. I stopped and went to look at it closer. There was a note attached to it that said, “You will open this package.” I don’t know why but I did open it and all of a sudden a big puff of white powder came out and I thought, “Ricin! OH MY GOD I HAVE JUST INHALED RICIN!”

From Wiki:

{Ricin is very poisonous if inhaled, injected, or ingested; it acts as a toxin by inhibiting protein synthesis.[4] It prevents cells from assembling various amino acids into proteins according to the messages it receives from messenger RNA in a process conducted by the cell’s ribosome (the protein-making machinery)—that is, the most basic level of cell metabolism, essential to all living cells and thus to life itself. Ricin is resistant, but not impervious, to digestion by peptidases. By ingestion, the pathology of ricin is largely restricted to the gastrointestinal tract, where it may cause mucosal injuries; with appropriate treatment, most patients will make a full recovery.[5][6]

Because the symptoms are caused by failure to make protein, they emerge only after a variable delay from a few hours to a full day after exposure. An antidote has been developed by the UK military, although it has not yet been tested on humans.[7][8] Another antidote developed by the U.S. military has been shown to be safe and effective in lab mice injected with antibody-rich blood mixed with ricin, and has had some human testing.[9] Symptomatic and supportive treatments are available. Survivors often develop long-term organ damage. Ricin causes severe diarrhea, and victims can die of circulatory shock. Death typically occurs within 3–5 days of exposure.”}

I knew I was in a dream now because being a child of a Marine who fought in WWII and, like every other American, had the crap scared out of them by the Cuban_missile_crisis, I had those fears drill into me.

Sitting here now drinking coffee and trying to calm down I realize how the news of that Malaysia Airlines jet that was shot down in the Ukrain affected me. I wonder if schools will bring back the “Duck and Cover” drills of days gone by. I hope not, they honestly would do no good whatsoever and would only create more children that live in fear.

Lauch of new website soon!

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As if I don’t have enough on my plate I have a new website that will be up in a month or so.

It’s Called www.Social-Experiments.com

I was inspired to create this site and the idea from something I experienced last week.

I have been car shopping for a while and finally found one I thought I might like at our small town used car dealer. Very small town btw.

I went to talk to the owner about a test drive…it went like this:

“Hello! I am interested in one of your cars. I would like to test drive it”

(Keep in mind I am in a motorized wheelchair. I have numerous tats and am very butch.)

So, dude looks me up and down and literally curls his lip and says with derision , “We don’t do test drives.”

“Oh really? Well then how do you sell cars?” I say in utter disbelief.

He answers, “We don’t do test drives!”

I’m in shock but I have dealt with his kind all my life so I ask, “Well what do you have to have for it? What is your bottom dollar?”

He says hold on and goes inside.

(I am out on the pavement because his business is not handicap accessible.)

While he is gone I pull out the cash for I have brought for the cars and I make sure it is where he can see it.

He comes back out and as he is coming out his eye goes to the cash immediately. He then says, “Do you have enough?”

I look him dead in the eye and tell him “yeah, I got enough but I want to go take a closer look.” (The car is across the street in the lot)

As I am leaving he calls after me, “You want the keys?”

I am pissed off but I don’t show it, I tell him, “No, I’ll be back.” His attitude now is one of a man that made a wrong assumption about another human being and it lost him a chunk of cash. Mind you this car has been sitting on his lot for a long time. It is a mini van. Nobody wants a mini van except one handi-capable tatted up dyke with a pocket full of cash.

So I wheel across the street with him watching me from the office doorway and as I am passing the van I turn and look at him, then I just keep rolling and head home.

I get home and not only am I angry but I’m hurt. I have put up with this garbage my whole life. I have been discriminated against for employment and for housing. One lady I wanted to rent from talked to me on the phone and was supper positive. When I met her at the property and me and my family got out of the car to greet her she had a physical reaction. She stopped dead in her tracks and in stumbling speech told me she only rented to “Traditional Families” then turn and left.

I wont hide who I am from the bigots of the world but I really wanted to know what made this man treat me the way he did.

That is when I came up with Social-Experiments.com

I want to mount a Go camera to the headrest of my wheelchair and put one in a bag no body can see.

I want to film these encounters when they happen then confront the idiots. I want to film the whole thing. Then I want to upload them to the website. I would like others to do the same and upload their experiences.

The purpose is to drag this behavior into the light and increase awareness.

I am hoping this will lead to other social experiments, not only the bad but the good.

So I would like to poll people and see what you think of this idea.