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Wondering if you might be a terrorist yourself ?
Do the Terrorist Test here;

YOU MAY BE A TALIBAN IF…”
1. You refine heroin for a living, but you have a moral objection to beer.

2. You own a $3,000 machine gun and $5,000 rocket launcher, but you can’t afford shoes.

3. You have more wives than teeth.

4. You wipe your butt with your bare left hand, but consider bacon “unclean.”

5. You think vests come in two styles: bullet-proof and suicide.

6. You can’t think of anyone you HAVEN’T declared Jihad against.

7. You consider television dangerous, but routinely carry explosives in your clothing.

8. You were amazed to discover that cell phones have uses other than setting off roadside bombs.

9. You’ve often uttered the phrase, “I love what you’ve done with your cave.”

10. You have nothing against women and think every man should own at least one.

11. You bathe at least monthly whether necessary or not.

12. You have a crush on your neighbor’s goat.

YOU MAY BE A TALIBAN IF…”

1. You refine heroin for a living, but you have a moral objection to liquor.

2. You own a $3,000 machine gun and $5,000 rocket launcher, but you can’t afford shoes.

3. You have more wives than teeth.

4. You wipe your butt with your bare hand, but consider bacon “unclean.”

5. You think vests come in two styles: bullet-proof and suicide.

6. You can’t think of anyone you haven’t declared Jihad against.

7. You consider television dangerous, but routinely carry explosives in your clothing.

8. You were amazed to discover that cell phones have uses other than setting off roadside bombs.

9. You have nothing against women and think every man should own at least four.

10. You’ve always had a crush on your neighbor’s goat.

11. Your cousin is president of the United States
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Just the president FRed

The dim moon rose high above the skies, as Michael Scearry lay there, in the streets of suburbia, stoned. The silent sounds of the trees swaying in the rushing wind- filled the night with an eerie sympathy. He opened his eyes, unable to see even the light illuminating off the surface of the moon because of his constricted pupils. His mouth, dry and his nostrils raw from the heavy amounts of heroin he inhaled the previous night.

He rose up in a daze, unsteadily, though eventually regained his balance. The stench of his breath would make even the sturdiest of people quiver in disgust. Michael’s stomach painfully churned. He ran over to a nearby bush, as he expected himself to be sick, when he tripped over a large rock falling with a thud onto the floor. A sea of memories flooded his mind.

His childhood ended with the passing of his gravely ill mother. The day that one should cherish and be brought with joy was the day his mother passed away and so he remembers her. The creation and loss of a loved one shared in a short period. Growing up with his father’s influence as he left his long-forgotten, innocent life behind. Michael’s father first began his drug addiction immediately after his wife’s death, to help numb the pain, sorrow and to forget the memories they shared together. As a child, Michael stumbled across a tablet, mistaking it for a tempting piece of candy. Carelessly he threw the ecstasy tablet into his guiltless mouth, his body travelled to an unknown world, not realising he was suffering a tremor in the process. Michael returned, back to reality, wishing his life had ended, as he had nothing to live for.

Michael returned home to his father, only to see him sprawled out on the couch. His aging face and fragile body revealed it all. For a male for a mere 45 years of age, what his appearance depicted was a man who was at the peak of life expectancy. His hair, greying and his lifeless eyes begged for mercy. Foolishness could be seen through the agitation of his persona. His father startled him, as he commented, “out taking the drugs again son. You’d make your mother proud.”
“Shut up! And your life’s been fantastic,” Michael remarked ironically. “You only care for yourself.” Michael’s father laughed. Then turned back to Michael,
“I’ve never told you this, but you and your mother looked so much alike and I just noticed that you’ve certainly inherited her lip.” This angered Michael to an extent like no other. He could feel his blood boiling, the pace of his heart beat, quickening. Nobody would ever speak to him like that and expect no retaliation, even if it was the only living relative he had.

“Don’t you ever speak about my mother under your breath!” His father stood up and eyed him.
“All you are is an accident.”
“Dad, you’ve ruined my life. You’re the reason for mum’s death.” Michael turned his body leaving the grown man standing. His father began to say something, though Michael ignored him and left through the door.
With no money, no food and much hatred, Michael stepped out, as the wind slapped his face. The earth was a snowstorm and he was a mere snowflake encrusted in it. To adumbrate his future was as simple as climbing the Himalayas.

Michael arrived at a hostel, where he was clothed and received some much needed food and shelter. The hostel was a revelation to the lowest of the community. A glance around he noticed the drunkards, the drug abusers and the scum of the public. They were the forgotten members of society. The hostel offered a chance for these people to regain control of their lives and succeed.

Michael had an epiphany the day he moved into the hostel. He did not want his life going down the drain, alongside his parents’. He learnt that taking drugs was not the way to go. There was more to life than this. He tried contacting his father countless times over the past few days, though his father was with no avail. He began to worry, “dad’s not usually like this.” He made up his mind and decided that visiting him would be the way to go, as a sense of guilt kept passing through him.

He arrived at his father’s home and knocked on the door for what felt like hours, the reply- nothing. He became desperate and charged through he door. He searched the house through and through, then noticed his father spread out on the floor. The sight of his father brought a thunderous, piercing scream out of Michael. “Dad! Dad!” He turned his Father, so that he could be facing the ceiling and his air passageways could be open. Michael performed CPR on his father, though his father’s response broke his heart. Instinctively he called an ambulance, realising that death had come and slaughtered his father.

Matthew Scearry joined his beloved wife that night and left his only son, alone to fend for himself. An autopsy later revealed that a cocktail of illegal drugs in his system triggered a heart attack, thus bringing the end to his wasted life.

The day of the funeral, grief

Does the person filing for an annulment have to be the one with the “unsound mind” or can one file after realizing that their newlywed husband or wife has an “unsound mind?”
Also, does “unsound” mean drunk or under drugs or does it mean psychologically challenged?
Would the court rule against a person if their spouse showed signs of insainity before the marriage?

Hey, welcome to Thursday!

The more stuff I learn about this guy, the more I dislike him. Not so much for his deviant interests but rather that he posed as this “law and order” crusader while leading this entire secret life. Of course, the cheating on your spouse part goes without saying. And why do these wives always “stand by their man” during the press conferences? What a jag bag!

Lush – Hypocrite
Genitorturers – House Of Shame
Nine Inch Nails – The Downward Spiral
Fugazi – Fell, Destroyed
Ana Maria – I can answer that one; screwed for life!
♫ՖքØØķ¥♫ – Pretty much. These idiots think they’ll never get caught.
mustang_girlie – That song is just too perfect, LOL. MSI in general is. You and Spooky were all over that one. :)

I have a recurring dream. I had it again the other night. It was of my old boyfriend’s mother (who never liked me) asking me to come to her house. I go to her house which in the dream is on the bank of a river with a lot of lush greenery on the banks. Her real house is not near a river. The conversation in each of the dreams has been slightly different. This time she apologized and said that I was now ready to be married, and will be a good wife. Then her son shows up and is shocked to see me there, and does not want to talk to me, but ends up doing so as a friend.

The really weird thing is I just got married a couple of weeks ago to a great guy.

I lived my last 10 yrs with a husband who was addicted to marijuana, alcohol, porn, has had 4 DUI’s in the past 5 years, now has a revoked drivers license for the next 4 years and had an affair in 2004 and most recently is in an affair with his gas station manager who never divorced her husband, sold her house in another state and actually purchased a home six blocks from my home. My husband left me and our 10 yr old son in Feb 2008 and now lives with her. I am 47, he is 41. Wow, looking at what I just wrote it looks like I am the crazy one for staying with him. That’s what happens when we think we can change someone. I don’t do drugs, drink very seldom, have a good paying job, I am attractive but very overweight from depression and lack of self esteem. I took care of him, my son, and everything else in the our home from bills to household problems. I took care of everything except myself, and look where I am today. Sex was no problem in the beginning but now I realize it was because I always initiated. When I got tired of initiating, being ignored, going everywhere with my son alone (and not my husband) and so much more, the sex stopped, not because I was going to teach him a lesson, but because I was not interested anymore. Sex was not important to me anymore. You want to give affection when you get affection. After all of this, my husband was able to walk out of this house and away from our son and I blaming me for the affairs, no sex, I was overweight, I was never going to change, he had no money, (he mostly worked as a gas station attendant) and the story goes on and on. He walked out of marriage counseling after we talked about my problems and started on his. He has never been physically abusive, called me any names, he gave me all his paychecks minus his $30.00 a week weed money, he did dishes, the laundry, cooked some meals, was the bathroom cleaner and never once in 10 yrs complained about watching our son or complained of having to take our son with him anywhere (he did not drink but did smoke the weed). So I looked at him as being this very good husband and father because of the few things he did do. I then figured out that he was like a child and quickly doing his household “chores” so he could then go out and play as he had admitted, his jobs were at minimum wage, he was more interested in smoking weed and having oreo’s and milk after work than showing his wife any attention (for years) and more. I have been in counseling for 14 months with a drug and rehab counselor, not because I have drug/alcohol addictions, but I was trying to figure out my husbands behavior and why he would shack up with his boss instead of working on our marriage. It’s simple, I finally set some boundaries in my marriage, his desperate married girlfriend allows him to smoke weed not only at home but right before they go to work, he drives her new truck with a revoked license, she didn’t want kids so has no other responsibilities therefore has time for sex that I am sure she always initiates. I tell myself she thinks she got Willy Wonka and the golden ticket, but all she got was Willy Wonka. This is my problem, why do I feel like she is looking at me as the loser because she has my husband, like I am the wife that didn’t give my husband sex, didn’t take care of myself, didn’t pay enough attention to him, ect…. What pyscho would actually “purchase” their home 6 blocks away from the current wife as if to say, ha, ha, I got your husband. Can someone please help me to understand why I hate her so much when I am the normal one and she and he are not. The counselor, who knows my husband also, explains to me that I am the normal one, maybe not normal for being with my husband for so long, but that the marriage crumbled along time ago because of the substance abuse. Can I please get some views on this except what an idiot I was.
Sorry, I did not write that I was married for 2 years already before getting pregnant, those were the only 2 good years. I did not get married because I was pregnant and never would for that reason only. I do appreciate everyones input, it does help me to understand better.
Some people do change when a child is born, unfortunately for my son, his father did not. I took the risk of him changing and my son lost. I am a great mother and hold my sons happiness higher than anything else.

I’d like you to take me seriously….this means alot.
I want to discuss Kurt Cobains murder….thats right MURDER
I want to tell you all the facts i have to prove it wasn’t suicide…
1. IF Cobain injected three times a lethal dose of heroin, COULD he then pick up a shotgun and shoot himself? Wouldn’t he have been immediately incapacitated?
Based on the heroin, (morphine), blood levels found in Cobain’s body, preliminary research indicates Kurt Cobain would have been almost immediately incapacitated. He could not have picked up that shotgun. He could not have pulled that trigger!
2.The note found at the scene by the police was immediately labeled as a “suicide note.” The police report states it was “apparently written by Cobain to his wife and daughter, explaining why he had killed himself.”
But this note was not addressed to Kurt’s wife and daughter and it says nothing about “killing himself!” This note was clearly written to Cobain’s fans telling them he was quitting the music business. There was only a short footnote to Courtney and Frances and the handwriting contained in those lines has been questioned by several handwriting experts.
3.The shotgun found at the scene was purchased BEFORE Cobain left for rehab in Los Angeles, NOT AFTER he fled the rehab as reported by misinformed media sources.
4.The police claim there were no legible fingerprints on this shotgun!
5.Courtney knew Kurt wanted out of the marriage. Just weeks prior to his death, she asked one of her attorneys to get the “meanest, most vicious divorce lawyer” she could find.
6. As mentioned earlier, the entrance door to the greenhouse had a push and twist lock. Anyone could have locked it and pulled it shut as they left, so Kurt was NOT barricaded in the room as the police had indicated to me and as the media had reported.
7. Even if he was considering a suicide, the evidence shows that someone beat him to it! But I don’t think he had any suicidal intentions at this time, the facts show that he had too much to live for and was making plans for his new life after the divorce and getting custody of Frances Bean.
8.The suicide note, the last five lines did not match his handwriting. He never mentions suicide in the so-called suicide note.”
9.Tom Grant( Courtney hired to help find Kurt) explains why: “The first phone call to me began with a lie. When we met with her at her hotel, she continued lying. She told us about stories she had just planted in the press. She seemed extremely manipulative and dominating. She didn’t seem so concerned about what was going on with him, although she said he was suicidal and everybody knows he’s going to kill himself. Yet she seemed more concerned about her career than anything else.
10.They have evidence based on the leaked autopsy report that we received saying, someone gave him an overly pure dose of heroin, waited until he was unconscious and made it staged to look like a suicide.
Tell me what you think? Even if you dont like Kurt Cobain…noone deserves to murder and get away with it….
My info is from these websites http://www.cobaincase.com and http://www.kurtcobainnews.com
I just want your opinion im not threatening or anything.
Im sure frances already knows her moms a physco shes not stupid. im sure shed much rather know the truth. AND ACUTALLY euphoric(k) you obviously didnt read what i said carefully…3 times the lethal dose it’s IMPOSSIBLE to shoot yourself! You can’t pick up the gun and pull a trigger! No his handwriting did not change BTW…he wasn’t depressed from herion he was deprresed with his life. So i ask you this? In the note he was giving up the fame because he made it depressed. He was leaving Courtney because he wasnt happy with her. He was starting over his life not ending it…Courtney took advantage of the situation and killed him because he didnt want to be with her and with him dying she would get all of the money he would earn from his Nirvana stuff.

ok, the story here is very long, so i ll try to keep it brief

my darling wife and i have been together 7 years, married 5, we have two sons, 4 and 15months

our relationship has nt always been great, we ve had alot of good and bad times but i may have had my last chance

basically, i have recently been diagnosed with bipolar, undiagnosed as depression for a long time, stemming from a trouble childhood and drug abuse in my teens, and whilst i am not using this as an excuse, i believe it is a huge factor in why my marriage has broken down,

over the years i have neglected to show my wife the love she felt she needed, it was right at times but quickly ruined by my constant mood changes, arguements went from fiery to violent (on my side) never seriously injuring her but enough to physically hurt her, i dont remember much about it all, a red mist decended and from that my mind is blank (i am now seeking anger management help, but the violence is nothing like it was)

if that was nt enough for my poor wife i went into even deeper depression and rejected the support she tried to give me, i turned to another woman, i did nt have a physical affair but some might say it was an emotional one, she found out and quite rightly did nt believe me, to worsen matters i then decided i did nt want my wife and spent the night at the other womans house, again no physical affair, we did nt even talk, i slept on the sofa and returned to my wife the next day, she did nt want me to leave and i stayed, i knew through this i loved her and tryed to get help.

the help i recieved helped for a while, but the mood stablising drugs i was taking were effecting my work, me being foolish and thinking i was ok now just stopped them and the problems arose again.

all the time these things were destroying my wifes love for me, unbeknown to me, i was trapped in a suicidal, self harming bubble, every time i hurt her i cut myself.

fast forward to recently, things had nt been too bad, but things still were nt quite right with us, i was feeling rejected and she was starting to get more of a social life, i was feeling rejected and was beginning to think i had pushed her into the arms of another man, a friend she has at work, after talikng to her about it i belive she is nt seeing this guy and that he is just a friend, but my paranoia was making me think because i had done this sort of thing, then she may too.

i took an overdose of my tablets and ended up in hospital, this foolish act was the beginning of the end, it was getting too much for her and it really upset her, as she saw there was no reason for me to try to take my life
HOWEVER during my time in hospital, and the thought of losing my wife caused something to ‘snap’ in my head, i realised all my mistakes, felt the pain i had caused her, basically a real reality check, i accepted my mental illness finally, went to see my gp, got refered to a mental health team and started making changes

the love and affection i showed my wife over the last three weeks had been natural, she was still not right but i took that for being the shock and her not beliving i had changed, as i had said so many times before,

we went on holiday last week, a good holiday until i foolishly responded to flirty messages i had replyed to on facebook, she found the messages and quite rightly hit the roof, and that was the final straw, she wanted us to have a break so she could think of whether she could forgive me or not, i think she believes me when i honestly say it was a mistake, again the feeling of being rejected had made me think it would be ok to respond to these messages,

so here i am, now living with my dad, while she thinks on whether she can live with the memories of the last 7 years, shes not ended it properly yet, does nt want a divorce (yet) and says she still has feelings for me but is not in love with me (understandably)

this has hit me so hard, i know i love my wife so much, always have done but my neglect over the years has destroyed her love for me, she says this is nt a short break and she does nt know how long it will take to give me a definate answer, she knows i m seeking help to change, but i m not sure what else i can do, i will give her space, but at the same time i m wondering if we spend longer apart will it be harder for us to get back together, do i wait? try to move on? i m in limbo and not sure whats for the best

my love for her is so strong, we have talked alot and are getting on as friends,

i m not looking for answers, id just like sensible input into this situation

hope someone out there has some wise words or experiences

Phil

A close friend of mine is going through some severely depressing love- life trauma. She had been dating a very distinguished English gentleman. They has even discussed the possibility of marriage.

Well, at a recent function, she met up with another man who swept her off her feet. I guess he was basically just something new and exciting to her. She let her emotions take over and left the nice Englishman for him.
Well, it now seems he was just using her for freaky sexual favors.
He has since gone awol, without any word or note to his whereabouts or feelings towards her. She is distraught and binge drinking. I worry about her safety and and mental stability.

To make it worse, I keep bringing up how my wife* is virtually* the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. All the sexcapades we enjoy. The dancing, the clubbing, the eating out , and just lying around watching Lifetime movies.
How can I be so heartless? Is it because I’m just so happy and lucky I forget she is suffering? I do not do it on purpose.

Should I just avoid her? Or maybe offer to help her out in any way, maybe picking up more beer and gin for her?

I feel terrible.
Moon. thanks beer is bad, gin is good. ok
Daisy. Thanks. My wife*is the most open minded, non jealous person I know…see I’m doing it again!
Scoundrel- I think thats good news??
JjP– I had no idea it went so deep. You poor girl. I am confused though, the pizza, no anchovies, olives or peppers? But double onions? That could explain some of this.
Courtney- your going straight to Heaven someday.
I am concerned about one of your ideas. I think we may get stuck with the puppy. In her current mental state , the puppy may be at risk. Plus we know how monkeys like to throw poop, and puppy poop is really icky.

I think maybe we should try the Nissan Armada today. Is that Ok with you?
oh Thanks for the gift.. I love it? (pink?)Please tell me you included the new toy cleaner.
I like puppies.

heres his description
agressive,he can get crazy over a little thing,is a
“pathological”jelous-huband, he thinks his wife is cheatin, he dont trust nobody, he always thinks people want all bad for him,lets say “little bit” paranoid.he was in jail when he was a teenager for stabbing someone who died because of it.he is taking drugs (heroin etc.).he grew up without a father but his childhood wasn´t bad (had his mom always behind him).people are afraid of him (even his mother) particularly when he is drunk. he was beating his mom when he was drunk, his wife (because he was jelous).teaching his children to fight the enemy, to be violent when it comes to fight for right.he looks like a monster when he is angry, his eyes are demonic/satanic dunno how to describe it.
-he is very inteligent, plays guitar, sings, wrote poems,loves his wife & son,he reads much,he is very smart.people love him, hes a “wunderkind”.
CAN this kind of person have a mental problem?
sorry 4 my bad english.
Big Thx To Lina For Putting Her Soul Into The Answer.
But At One Point We Have To Forget He´s Using Heroin.I Mean As A Person.
How He Was, How He Was For his People, People Who Knew Him, He´s…Very Smart Person..He Has Answer On Evry Question..I Never Saw A Charmed Person Like Him. He´s Unique.The Way He Talks, Walks….Forget About I Mentioned He Is Using Drugs.Just Tell Me Of A Person.Can Be There A Mental Problems?

Damn…He Is My………

I think my wife has an addiction to Prescription pain drug. I found a pill bottle and five minutes later it was gone and she acted like it wasn’t even there, and has has once in the pass done this to me, we have talked about this but i was ok. see today when i found those pill i didn’t think anything about them at all, i just thought she loss them and i put them back in the pill draw and it was ok but five minute later they were gone and she acted like she didn’t know what i was talking about. i wasn’t mad if she would of told me that they were their because her dad or maybe she loss them it would of been cool, see my wife has bad back problems and headaches and other issue and i love her to death but it scares me bec she didn’t need to hide those pills bec i know she had them but it she did. please give me some advice. could she just be scare that she would think i think she could be addicted or scared of what i would think? bec if she is totally open with me on her medical needs i am good and i will do what i can.

She sat across from me in the blank room, starring at the blank wall with fright in her eyes. Her mom was holding back tears that were trying to spring from her eyes. I sat calmly, but on the inside I felt like there was no hope left. My daughter was going to die.
“Well Mr. Flynn, we will treat her with chemotherapy, but that will only delay…you know,” Dr. Meeker carefully said hoping the teenager wouldn’t catch onto what he was saying. “Would you still care to even bothe….”
“Oh yes,” my wife interrupted, “we do care to bother.”
“Okay then, I will prescribe the drugs she has to take while going through chemotherapy. Just to advise you, it would be a good idea to gain hefty weight before her first appointment for chemotherapy. While she’s going through her treatments, she will be losing large amounts of weight.”
“Thanks for the advice. I will do more than my best to watch over her eating habits, but do you know how hard it will be to tell a teenage girl to gain weight?”
Mr. Meeker slowly turned to the little girl I once knew as a cheery, happy, healthy child, now fighting for not her life, but time. She walked into the hospital with rosy cheeks and a smile on her face thinking she was just having a bad headache …well those rosy cheeks turned a shade of ghostly white, that smile faded into a look a sadness, and that “headache” turned out to be a tumor in her brain. Mr. Meeker starred at her. He swayed over to her and gingerly put his freezing, cold, left hand on her pale skinned knee. Mr. Meeker then walked back to his computer and finished up some paperwork and prescriptions.
“Now that I have finished the paperwork do you have any questions?” asked the doctor. He was tapping his pen to the beat replaying in his head. He hope that one specific question wouldn’t be asked.
My wife and I shook our head still in awe, but suddenly the ghostly face looked up and murmured something. The sound of her voice was scarce. No one could understand what she was saying.
“What was that Abigail?” the doctor asked. He was edging toward the tip of his chair hoping she wouldn’t ask him the question he was avoiding.
She held her breath. There was no sound in the room and everyone was anticipating what Abigail was about to ask. The teary, serene face looked up at Mr. Meeker with a tint of curiosity in her eyes. “…if I’m going to die,” Abigail stammered, “…how much time do I have left?” Her lip began to quiver ever so slightly.
Mr. Meeker’s face turned a shade of white. This was the question he had been avoiding. He stopped tapping his pen and the room was in pure silence.“I was getting to that point next,” the doctor said ever so slowly. “You see a new invention called the Ticking Clock, a machine that is so rare that no other people in the world know of such an invention, is available here in this hospital. It is locked up on the third floor. The Ticking Clock tells you how much time you have left before you die. For this situation, we are allowed to have access to it, but there are drawbacks to knowing when you are going to die. Your days will seem shorter and you’ll know time is running out. Your worst fear will be when the clock strikes twelve at midnight and you know a new day has come. For your own sake I recommend you do not use this machine and just live your life like you normally do.”
I know I still have some editing and adding on to do…but could you give your overall opinion of the plot? Thanks again!
Thanks everyone for your opinion…I am only 14 so I am still in the learning process…my idea is that the Ticking Clock will tell Abigail how much time she has left to live…through the events after she will live her life to the fullest…when it is a few moments before Abigail dies she state something that will get the themes further across to the reader…the themes are: to live life to its fullest, live everyday like it’s your last, time flies by

I’m a little confused. Let me see if I have this
> straight…..

> * If you grow up in Hawaii, raised by your grandparents,
> you’re “exotic, different.”

*Growing up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, a quintessential American story.

*If your name is Barack you’re a radical, unpatriotic Muslim.

> * Name your kids Willow, Trig and Track, you’re a maverick.

> * Graduate from Harvard law School and you are unstable.
>
> * Attend 5 different small colleges before graduating,
> you’re well grounded.

> * If you spend 3 years as a brilliant community organizer,
> become the first black President of the Harvard Law Review, create
> a voter registration drive that registers 150,000 new voters, spend
> 12 years as a Constitutional Law professor, spend 8 years as
> a State Senator representing a district with over 750,000 people,
> become chairmanof the state Senate’s Health and Human Services
> committee, spend 4 years in the United States Senate representing a state of
> 13 million people while sponsoring 131 bills and serving on the Foreign Affairs,
> Environment and Public Works and Veteran’s Affairs committees, you
> don’t have any real leadership experience.

* If your total resume is: local weather girl, 4 years on the
> city council and 6 years as the mayor of a town with less
> than 7,000 people, 20 months as the governor of a state with only
> 650,000 people, then you’re qualified to become the
> country’s second highest ranking executive.

> * If you have been married to the same woman for 19 years
> while raising 2 beautiful daughters, all within Protestant
> churches, you’re not a real Christian.

> *If you cheated on your first wife with a rich heiress, and left
> your disfigured wife and married the heiress the next month, you’re a
> Christian.

> * If you teach responsible, age appropriate sex education,
> including the proper use of birth control, you are eroding
> the fiber of society.

> * If, while governor, you staunchly advocate abstinence
> only, with no other option in sex education in your state’s
> school system while your unwed teen daughter ends up pregnant , you’re
> very responsible.

> * If your wife is a Harvard graduate laywer who gave up a
> position in a prestigious law firm to work for the betterment of her
> inner city community, then gave that up to raise a family, your
> family’s values don’t represent America’s.

> * If your husband is nicknamed “First Dude”, with at least one
> DWI conviction and no college education, who didn’t register to vote
> until age 25 and once was a member of a group that advocated the
> secession of Alaska from the USA, your family is extremely
> admirable.

I don’t like either candidate so no whining about the bias in this question.

AJ, I have not seen this question asked on here, if it has, missed it, as for the question, look at the BIG BOLD letters at the top.
Prof. b, you are on the right track, but the last statement is true, knowing that how would you answer this question? Seems everyone else would like to take this question and turn it around on me, but no one has even come close to the essence of this question. Oh and R.M, I haven’t lived in Selma for 8 years. My trolling days are now far East of there.

I grew up hearing cops talk (and sometimes laugh) about planting evidence or lying under oath in court. A couple of times, waiting for my mom to get off work. Hearing judges and prosecutors rehearsing a witness. The judge saying “no, you can’t say that like that in my court room. You have to say…”

An MP who wanted to get a guy shipped back to CONUS so he could sleep with the guys wife, showed me how he manipulated the results of a breathalyzer test to get the guy busted for DWI.

I didn’t realize the implications of what I was being asked to do at the time. But the MI unit my wife was assigned to asked me to perform tasks that resulted in a civilian having in their possession something that would suggest they were guilty of a crime.

The governor of the state of illinois felt the judicial system so flawed. He commuted the entire death row to life sentences.

Google Frank Lee Smith and read that. I don’t think I could convict anyone. I wouldn’t believe the evidence.

He refuses to believe he has a problem and refuses rehab could my mom make him go to rehab since he is a threat to himself and others?
He does work but the alcohol interferes with work and he has not hurt myself or my mom personally but he drives home drunk and has gotten many DUIs and in the past went to AA meetings but that obviously didn’t work….
We live in MA

Jaffer could face contempt charge
A parliamentary committee examining illegal lobbying allegations against Rahim Jaffer has recommended the former Conservative MP be found in contempt of Parliament.

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I know a guy in LA who has had a clean record all of his life. I was in the Marine Corps with him. One night not to long back he got drunk as hell at his house, ended up in an argument with his wife and slept it off in his car in his driveway. He didn’t drive at all. at about 9 am the cops pull him from the car and haul him off to jail for Operating under the influence and he gets 30 days in jail and 300 hrs community service. Now Lindsay Lohan gets 3 drunk driving offences, 2 cocaine possessions all within a two year period and gets one day in jail and probation? How is this constitutionally fair? The LA county Sheriff states Lohan got the same treatment as far as jail time everyone else gets but that’s total BS. Can he sue?

If your husband has a Substance Abuse Problem and won’t admit it, he is with the majority of people who have a serious problem with Drugs and can’t seem to stop. What makes it so hard to confront a male with a problem is that they are responsible in most cases for supporting the wife and children, so their ego is in many cases much more fragile. The other problem is in many instances the female doesn’t know how to approach her husband properly other than being direct and to the point. But unfortunately this method doesn’t always work out as planned.

So if your husband has a problem and needs Drug Treatment Intervention, there are viable solutions out there. First of all, they are trained to approach the subject in a direct but respectful and non confronting manner. This is important, because they could freak out of they are approached for example by a frustrated wife. In some cases they could just deny it. In others they could even get violent and abusive. The main thing to consider is how are they going to pull through this.

Drug Treatment Intervention counselors will find a way to get the subject to a specified location. It could just be one doctor or a number of other professional staff present as well. And in most cases the wife will be present. She will get to state how she feels about the problem, but the difference is that counselors will be there to make sure the situation remains under control and the subjects feelings don’t get hurt to bad, but at the same time he needs to realize he has a serious problem that if untreated, could run his career, family life or even worse.

Drug Addiction is nothing to mess around with. Whether you use a free option or go get private help, there are solutions available that will help men with drug addictions. If you have private insurance you usually have a lot more options available for counseling. But the key is to make sure your husband gets help. Everyday he is addicted he is downward spiraling in the wrong direction. His health is getting worse, his career is in jeopardy and even risking legal problems which can cost thousands of dollars. I wish you the best in finding your husband the help he needs soon.

She has trouble walking up stairs, getting up from a chair, and getting started walking after standing up.
I first noticed her problem 2.5 yrs. ago. She practically had to crawl upstairs. The 18 mos. ago she broke her rt. shoulder requiring metal socket replacement operation. Her strength and balance got worse. She stopped phy. therapy because it hurt. The she was diagnosed with diabetes 2. All of this has piled on 12 prescription pills known by our family doctor. Can a WebMD medical specialist help us, please?
Here’s the drugs she’s taking: Lotrel, Toprol, Farosemide, Aromasin, Starlix, Temazepan, Lexapro, Fosamax, Allopurinol, Levothyroxine, Baby Asprin, Neurotin