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Saturday, March 1, 2014
Is Life Fair?
Happy Song
So many times do we express these two words without so much
thinking about the real issue at hand. Because of our own expectations, whether
real or unreal, these two words “fair” and “justice” often cross our tongues as
we fail to accept what is perfect and that we may be imperfect causing things
to go bad or bring negative emotions to what we call unfair conditions imposed
on us in our lives.
In a perfect world the Fairness Doctrine which states in
part that “Life should always be fair and exactly equal for everyone” is an
unrealistic expectation to say the least. The reality is that life is filled with
setbacks, disappointments and gloom. Balancing life to give us fairness is not
often practical as much of this process is based on things you have no control
over. Calculating fairness and what you perceive to be fair is a perspective that
has little to do with reality.
For starters, if my life was happy all the time, prosperous
and void of miserable situations or stress it would be fair to me. However,
this fairness belief system has little to do with the reality that life has
been unfair to me and that it does not contain happiness all the time nor the
other negatives of life as we speak. In other words, it is best I abandon my
fairness doctrine and deal with the realities around me.
It can be replaced with the happiness doctrine. It states
that I will choose that which contributes most to my and others' happiness. I
accept that my life and all my options are a gift. If I compare my gifts to
others' especially to those that have more. I will only reduce my appreciation
of my own gifts.
There really is some "justice" in this world. What
I have been saying about "fairness" is that rigidly holding on to a
fairness doctrine can undermine our happiness. However, one concern people
express to me is that if they do not hold on to this doctrine, then there will
be no justice or consequences.
We live in a world controlled by natural laws which we
cannot "break." Natural laws do provide some measure of natural
consequences-of rewards and punishments of our actions. Society can also create
laws which provide additional rewards and punishments. Frequently the guilty
seem to go unpunished. Accepting the fact that the choices you made are your
goals for happiness is as close as it get to being fair.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Two links to two different media reports on the Mesa PD in what was shocking and unbelieivable conduct by cops in Mesa AZ
http://www.azcentral.com/video/3263604727001
I finally had a chance to watch these two intense reports by
Wendy Halloran – your remarkably accurate and factual journalist /
investigative reporter and the citizen’s champion for justice.
The first report titled “the Fun House” was
really scandalous as I found its contents to be disgusting, revolting
and ghastly in nature as it made me recognize the fact that some cops
act that way behind closed doors in areas not available to the public. It was
certainly a tarnished reflection of their badge, uniform, sworn oath to
protect and serve and revealed a vulgar comportment that can only be described
as inequitable and condescending to the worth of human beings that lived there
in.
Whether they were homeless or law-biding citizens these
people were stereotyped to be unfit for respect or dignity and sub-human
treatment, under their sworn protection as public servants.
Although it happened many years ago, it is likely still
practiced and condoned in secret through their code of silence and still well
hidden from their supervisors and administration or worse, still tolerated and
covered up.
Then I watched the second report and realized this shame was
deeper than one could expect it to be. Watching the second report titled “Right
to Know” gave me a negative impression of the administration that seemed to go
the extra mile to hide this type of misconduct from the public and then, to
make matters worse, encourage police officers that have received misconduct
sanctions or discipline to purge their personnel files so these facts won’t be
held against them when made public.
Needless to say, I am very appalled and disappointed in the
Police Chief [past and present], the city administration / oversight board and
the Mesa PD chain of command that endorsed these kinds of behaviors or
misbehaviors through passive enforcement of the code of conduct; deliberate
silence for not acting upon legitimately logged citizen complaints; encouraging
pseudo& inert informational cover-ups, failing to condemn and
condoning actions through tacit approval or lesser disciplinary sanctions or
even promotions after the facts gleaned their unfit behaviors to be agents of
public trust.
As a citizen residing in the City of Mesa I would not trust
my grandchildren in the hands of these bigoted and biased cops that roam the
streets in disguise as uniformed or un-uniformed law enforcers as what they are
in reality are self-appointed enforcers of their own standards and their own
beliefs whether they are ethical or not since their culpability is not
challenged and their [agency or PD records] transparency is discouraged.
It will be difficult to realize that not all Mesa cops act
this way but to be truthful, when other cops who do not condone such conduct or
misconduct look the other way, they are in some sense tolerating this type of
behavior. That worries me too.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Left 4 Dead
Left 4 Dead
The ceremony was
over – the flags was folded and as the trumpet played taps to close it all.
There were many present to pay their last respects with thoughts of sorrow and
confusion why did this happen and how could it happen when all was supposed to
be safe and sound within the walls of the penitentiaries in Arizona.
While the officers wept, the suit and ties sat there motionless and with minds somewhere else. Only a few paid attention to the crowd and only a few really cared.
The epitome of two good human beings came to rest on the green grass so far from home with the gold trimmed casket six feet below as grief-stricken tears are shed for heroes that gave it all when all mattered the most.
Some say they never had a chance but they only whisper that in fear it may be heard by those that have their say. As cliché as it sounds, “We really just did our job that day," someone said out loud “but somehow it wasn’t enough.”
A somber moment, families headed out as family, friends and fellow officers gathered to pay their last respects to the fallen champion. “These were great officers” someone whispered as they bowed their heads and threw the dirt into the hole soon to be covered with green grass and a tombstone that will identify them as a father and mother and heroes to others they worked with.
No one really knows what happened for the truth will never be shared. In a letter written by the agency he worked for and read out loud to the audience at the funeral it read in part “these two young officers died a hero’s death as they performed their jobs flawlessly and took their assigned job responsibilities seriously and faultlessly.”
The letter went on to say “they were overpowered by five criminals that preyed on those wearing the uniform and badge; striking cowardly when they aren’t seen by others around while lurking in the darkened shadows.
In front of God and Duty these heroes have paid the ultimate price ……………. Their lives……..taken while still young and in their prime ..........but to those who took it we swear ………..may God have mercy on your soul as you will all hang from the gallows.”
“Although they called for help on the radio, these loud pleas went unnoticed for minutes as they struggled to stay alive. After fighting off two of the four assailants they were finally overpowered and beaten to death with their own radios and kicked, hit, punched and strangled with their own handcuffs.”
The responders, so far away yelled back at them on the radio while screaming “we are coming”………… but they had to travel a very long distance to reach the scene. There weren’t enough around to have their backs when they went into that pit of hellish danger where the devil lurks and the light is black and needed the help the most.
The responders were still a little less than two minutes away but their comrades'' spirits were crushed and the hearts had stopped beating. Running as fast as they could they reached their sides and began life saving methods but the nurse was too far away and the man-down bag was no were around.
The sadness is that the agency had played the danger ~ they knew how dangerous it was the way they were running these penitentiaries and ignored the needs of the “boots on the ground” that kept it together. Solemnly swearing all is was safe. They lied over and over to cover up their own mistakes and shortcomings as leaders for others.
It was an extremely tough day for all of them as first responders. They did an absolutely outstanding job that day trying to save their lives. They too were real heroes.
It was a challenge to convince those in power how dangerous it really was. It was a challenge to convince them that the perils were many and the staff were too few. They are told by many that “they know they are never alone – but the matter of fact is – they do work alone most of the time. Even when the odds are two hundred and fifty to two officers – they walk the gauntlet without fear yet they knew it only takes a spark to make it explode.
The agency had kept telling them “we are there to support you no matter where, no matter what, we are there for you.” They did absolutely nothing to make it safer and more secure for him and those that stand beside him.
They left them 4 dead.
Disclaimer - this may be offensive to some - to them I say you have to face realities ~
Of course we hope and pray this never happens to any of those that work inside the jails and prison but it has – too many times my brothers and sisters – too many times and the writing is on the walls.
While the officers wept, the suit and ties sat there motionless and with minds somewhere else. Only a few paid attention to the crowd and only a few really cared.
The epitome of two good human beings came to rest on the green grass so far from home with the gold trimmed casket six feet below as grief-stricken tears are shed for heroes that gave it all when all mattered the most.
Some say they never had a chance but they only whisper that in fear it may be heard by those that have their say. As cliché as it sounds, “We really just did our job that day," someone said out loud “but somehow it wasn’t enough.”
A somber moment, families headed out as family, friends and fellow officers gathered to pay their last respects to the fallen champion. “These were great officers” someone whispered as they bowed their heads and threw the dirt into the hole soon to be covered with green grass and a tombstone that will identify them as a father and mother and heroes to others they worked with.
No one really knows what happened for the truth will never be shared. In a letter written by the agency he worked for and read out loud to the audience at the funeral it read in part “these two young officers died a hero’s death as they performed their jobs flawlessly and took their assigned job responsibilities seriously and faultlessly.”
The letter went on to say “they were overpowered by five criminals that preyed on those wearing the uniform and badge; striking cowardly when they aren’t seen by others around while lurking in the darkened shadows.
In front of God and Duty these heroes have paid the ultimate price ……………. Their lives……..taken while still young and in their prime ..........but to those who took it we swear ………..may God have mercy on your soul as you will all hang from the gallows.”
“Although they called for help on the radio, these loud pleas went unnoticed for minutes as they struggled to stay alive. After fighting off two of the four assailants they were finally overpowered and beaten to death with their own radios and kicked, hit, punched and strangled with their own handcuffs.”
The responders, so far away yelled back at them on the radio while screaming “we are coming”………… but they had to travel a very long distance to reach the scene. There weren’t enough around to have their backs when they went into that pit of hellish danger where the devil lurks and the light is black and needed the help the most.
The responders were still a little less than two minutes away but their comrades'' spirits were crushed and the hearts had stopped beating. Running as fast as they could they reached their sides and began life saving methods but the nurse was too far away and the man-down bag was no were around.
The sadness is that the agency had played the danger ~ they knew how dangerous it was the way they were running these penitentiaries and ignored the needs of the “boots on the ground” that kept it together. Solemnly swearing all is was safe. They lied over and over to cover up their own mistakes and shortcomings as leaders for others.
It was an extremely tough day for all of them as first responders. They did an absolutely outstanding job that day trying to save their lives. They too were real heroes.
It was a challenge to convince those in power how dangerous it really was. It was a challenge to convince them that the perils were many and the staff were too few. They are told by many that “they know they are never alone – but the matter of fact is – they do work alone most of the time. Even when the odds are two hundred and fifty to two officers – they walk the gauntlet without fear yet they knew it only takes a spark to make it explode.
The agency had kept telling them “we are there to support you no matter where, no matter what, we are there for you.” They did absolutely nothing to make it safer and more secure for him and those that stand beside him.
They left them 4 dead.
Disclaimer - this may be offensive to some - to them I say you have to face realities ~
Of course we hope and pray this never happens to any of those that work inside the jails and prison but it has – too many times my brothers and sisters – too many times and the writing is on the walls.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Correctional Officers - Co-workers as Psychological Vampires
Do you work around people that ruin your happiness or can’t
find happiness of their own? Does your workplace have persons who just hasn’t
seen or felt any satisfaction in their own lives and become a huge influence of
negativity around you and others that grows stronger and stronger as they suck
more victims in? Perhaps you are working with psychological vampires that work
hard to take the sunshine out of your life so they can feel better of their own
despairs.
As the myth goes, vampires have existed for a long time and
exist within many different cultures throughout history. It appears that these
vampires have broken through to the other side as they are now becoming a
prevalent dynamism to reckon with inside the workplace. These men and women
live off others’ psychic energy and can offer you nothing but worries,
frustration and false hopes of things getting better. Believe it or not, these
kind of vampires do exist.
They are hidden well and often difficult to spot or identify
as they blend into the environment without casting shadows. Sometimes they are
your friends or are in the process and work hard to win your favor. Sometimes
they are helpers and other times they are your bosses. Their personalities
appear to be dynamic, intelligent and nice to you and others but deceit is a
common denominator among them.
Once you let them enter your world, you will quickly fall
victim of being lethargic and tired of what never bothered you before and
evolve into a person with low esteem as well as a low level of resilience that
robs you of your energy and subconscious. When the nighttime comes, they come
out in a manner that is classic of all vampires and take away your efforts to
replenish yourself with positive energy leaving your feeling helpless sometimes
as they wear you down.
Vampires come into your life offering you something,
sometimes they come bearing a gift or they do you a great favor. Sometimes they
are helpers. They seem more dynamic, intelligent and nicer than others. They
seem bigger than life, they shine because they cast no shadow. A vampire does
not own their shadow qualities. Once you let them into your life, you will
notice a feeling of tiredness, a sense of low self-esteem and a need to
replenish yourself often.
Not exclusive of the nighttime they can show up anytime even
on a sunny day. Oblivious to the light, they work hard to take the sunshine
away from your life. When they arrive, they fit in like a classic symbol of sleep.
You can resist a vampire by remaining conscious and awake. Being susceptible
and vulnerable to these kind of vampires is a reality.
In fact, there are times when you vulnerability gives them
the precise moment or opportunity to invade your body and mind with the kind of
characteristics that resemble love or compassion but are in fact the
opposite. Rather than being the cure for
what ails you they are the disease you need to be aware of at all times.
Courting them is a big mistake and can have serious implications when you do
and fall victim to the game.
Psychological vampires come to you looking for love and
power. When they can’t find their own they seek the attention of another to
develop an internal relationship that leeches off your emotions and taps it
into theirs. They use the power you have since they have none to attain the
things they want but unable to grasp onto because of their vileness and
dissatisfying attitudes. They are filled with entitlements and take away your
belongings as they manipulate you into giving to them everything you own.
Some vampires become correctional officers because they
believe that when they are helping someone they know they can obtain energy
from others and it is easier to do inside such a captive environment. These
creatures often lecture you with their self-established wisdoms and appear
overly nice or helpful but in reality they take your mind and spirit as their
payment for such feats.
There must be caution in the wind as they can also be
predacious in nature and siphon your energy before you realize it. They are
hyper workers that pay attention to details and never miss a thing you do if it
can benefit them. So how does a psychological vampire act? These are the common
traits of a vampire:
• Obsessive
compulsive with Borderline Personality disorders
• Narcissistic
in nature and love themselves more than others
• Have many
broken relationships
• Non-committal
and procrastinators in their own lives
• Intimidating
and apply bully-like behaviors
• Suffocating
others and dominating so you can’t breathe on your own
• Use
weaknesses as the pathway into your life or relationship
• Ask a lot
of personal questions and want to get to know you better
• Victimize
others to make themselves feel better about themselves
• Knowledge
gives them power
Last but not least these kind of vampires are heartless and
unfeeling to your human emotional needs as they work hard to drain you every
chance they get. They seek unconditional and unquestionable love, something
they can’t give themselves but rely on others to fulfill their needs. Since
they are likeable and plentiful around you it is important you pay attention to
these kind of personalities and behaviors. Remember they size you up for your
strengths and weaknesses and use every bit of it against you when the time is
right for them.
Their attacks appear to be subtle snide remarks or comments
that undermines your self-worth and deflates your ego. They seem to be offering
you something but in reality give you nothing in return. They can’t handle the
truth and want nothing to do with hearing what is wrong with them but are quick
to criticize others. Thinking that if they can exist among you for any
prolonged periods of time, you will eventually accept them and at that point,
whatever you do is for them and your long term health has been jeopardized and
impaired without your knowing that the source of such detrimental effects are
the vampires that surround you and bleed you daily so they can exist and be
satisfied never seeing their own shadows.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Correctional Officers – Working inside the Belly of Hell
Correctional Officers – Working inside the Belly of Hell
Not much has been said about working inside the
penitentiaries. The press is unkind to those that walk this blue line. Not much
talk among those that work there either. The silence is deafening as the work
within the belly of this place is pure Hell and works on your brain like drugs
cooks the human mind. Many have been able to separate their body from the mind
or the temptation made upon their souls but in the end it always makes you
think about what you do for a living and how it impacts your own life working
among the demons cast into a pit of fire called Hell.
Neither a glorious job nor an appreciated one but regardless
how the public perceives it, it is certainly a necessary job. Walking inside
the belly of Hell takes a very special person as not too many volunteer to do
such tasks with negativity and vehemence all around them. Whether a high school
graduate, a military veteran or a college graduate they come from all walks of
life to work inside the penitentiaries. Their journey begins at the bottom of
the devil’s mouth and goes all the way down to the bottomless pit called Hell.
The stench is awful and the air is filled with a noxious gas
as the environment is toxic and creates hate, greed, revenge as well as a Hellish
blindness for justice for those that live there. This is a journey hardly ever
talked about and although the pain inside this Hellish Hole is mainly mental,
there is also the physical pain to keep the law in order and the place safe and
secure. There are times where the presence of the Creator is absent and the
stench of the devil is predominately influencing the actions of others to
incite and create a fever of detestation.
The only sounds you will hear are echoes of pain and anguish
that surrounds the walls twenty four hours a day and seven days a week without
letting up on the madness. The bottom of the pit is no place to be if you are
meek and weak. It is not for those that cannot walk alone among the thugs and
murderers that live there and prey on every person that enters the pit.
Although there is a lot of praying going on in there is little salvation or
forgiveness of sins committed as their bones and flesh burn in this Hell Hole.
The power of darkness keeps the evil alive and drowns the
spirit of man with pure Hellish hopelessness that the end of suffering will
never come. It is not a world you want to be in nor is it a world you can
understand unless you walk the beat of those that dare and face the devil in
his hour of darkness. One cannot speak of revelations unless they have
witnessed what Hell does to men. One cannot write a book or make a record of
things unless they witnessed it with they own eyes and ears as your body is
actually suspended in a state of animation and takes you to your journey in Hell.
Hell has many faces and consists of many things that others
do not want to know about. The public turns their eyes and ears to another
direction when the words are spoken and do not want to know the truth or even
imagine what you will experience many times over walking this beat. You and
your fellow officers will walk through Hell together but you will leave reality
behind as no one follows you into the abyss of darkness.
You will never be praised for your courage but you will be
condemned if you error your ways. Your soul will be tempted often and sometimes
out of body while you do your job and your heart will leave at the gate when
you enter the dark house of pain leaving all your senses behind and are
comforted by the thoughts of those that share your journey through this house
of pain.
Although you should
be afraid, you show no fear for these gateways to Hell makes you stronger and
resilient in thought and contrary to expectations, you keep your stride as you
walk the beat nobody else wants to travel without a gun or other weapon by
their side. You took this job and knew your only comfort was your self-respect
and assistance from others to do this job designed in Hell while separated from
the rest of the world.
Some penitentiaries are above the ground and others lay far
below the ground covered with steel and concrete to hide the sun and earth. You
can recognize the peril as you travel the funnels that lead you through long
solid corridors that echo your steps as you walk them alone. These funnels have toxic air that spins the
hate, the greed and the urges for revenge as you see only the things others
will never see or experience in their lives.
Working inside these gateways to Hell is not for the meek and sorts out
the weak as you learn to adapt and survive.
Some funnels resemble tunnels and some are shaped like the
worm holes of time. Once you enter these portals there is only one way back out
alive. Your mind starts to spin as you meet head on with the sin around you and
spirits of the dead embedded in the walls that surround you. You hear the cries
and screams of the past as you deal with the evilness and the greyness of the
tunnels around you.
Once inside the belly of Hell you will see great sorrow,
pathetic sadness and indiscriminate horror. You draw a deep breath and draw one
step closer as you rely on yourself to give you strength and protection as you
travel the gateways of Hell. Surely you recognize the humans that surround you
as society’s castaways and demons with souls that rest in Hell. The sounds of torment consume you as you shed
off your feelings and avoid being taken by the spirits of Hell. You know they
are everywhere as you can smell the evilness as a thick green horrible odor
that covers the hallways with a stench like no other outside the gates of Hell.
So you walk the green mile over and over without a second
thought of its perils and temptations. As an officer of the law you have seen
the pits filled with fire and smoke everywhere there are signs of corrupted
souls and caged burned skeletons of those of yesterday and never recovered. The
red hot coals burn images in your mind as you fight off any temptation to start
your own fires and rise up against the evilness around you. You, just like the burned souls around you,
can feel the flames as you walk among those that experienced excruciating pain
for committing their crimes against the world. The difference is you get to
leave this Hell Hole while those around you must stay there every day and every
night.
Many will give Hell and the Devil years of their lives as
they were sentenced and committed by a
court of justice to pay back to society their souls and retribution condemned
by the righteousness of justice and society and the laws of the land. You walk from cell to cell and can see many
others suffering from great pain and the heat from Hell. Their bones and flesh
are scorched and burned from the fire amongst them and their decaying flesh
falls right off their bones. Worms and rats are common and depending where you
live in Hell scorpions can be found along with other creatures that spew out
evil and poison to crawl within you or bite you outside.
Last but not least you brave the lakes of fire covered with
smoke as you deal with the cries of regret that surround you. As you pace
yourself you come nearer as you can see these burning souls chained together
and under the weight of criminality that brought them to this Hell Hole you
work in. You are among the unbelievers. They are the lost souls of this earth
you have chosen to protect while others chose not to deal with them at all. It
is a thankless job and as you walk closer you realize that there are blurred
lines that separate the good from the bad and that justice is vicious and
unforgiving when thrown into the belly of fire and evil called Hell.
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