#‘addicts should be rehabilitated not jailed’

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Kyle Boyd, Ohio inmate A745752, born 1995, incarceration intake in 2018 at age 23, released to probation 05/30/2022

Involuntary Manslaughter, Conspiracy to commit Robbery

Boyd has been sentenced to prison for his role in the murder of 19-year-old Luke Cabbage, of New Philadelphia, who was found dead in Newcomerstown on Sept. 11, 2017.

At a hearing, Tuscarawas County Common Pleas Judge Edward O'Farrell sentenced the Mingo Junction man to four years in prison for involuntary manslaughter, and two years for conspiracy to commit the robbery that led to the murder. The sentences are to be served at the same time.

Judge O'Farrell said he would consider judicial release for Boyd, 23, after he serves 18 months in a state prison, provided he commits no crimes or gross violations of prison rules while incarcerated. Upon his release, he is to complete a drug-and-alcohol abuse treatment program, lasting about six months, in the Eastern Ohio Correctional Center in Wintersville. After that, Boyd is to be under 4 1/2 years of supervised parole, with no use of drugs or alcohol and no criminal activity. He was given credit for 39 days already served.

Judge O'Farrell advised Boyd to work to overcome the substance abuse he described as "maddening" because it leads to people languishing aimlessly in the drug culture.

During the sentencing hearing, it was revealed that Boyd admitted during a presentence investigation that he would express an interest in addiction rehabilitation if it would improve his standing in the eyes of the court. In an interview for the same report, he acknowledged using Suboxone and marijuana after being released from jail on his own recognizance.

The presentencing report also said Boyd was judged unruly as a juvenile, cited for seven traffic violations, and has convictions for marijuana and underage consumption of alcohol, according to defense attorney Steven Stickles of Steubenville.

During an unusual discussion at the sentencing hearing, the judge, defendant and attorneys discussed some details of the day of the murder. During that discussion, Boyd said that although he knew codefendant Arnoldo Moreno-Orduno had a gun, he did not believe he would use it. He said that he would have warned Cabbage if he had known he was going to be shot.

Boyd said he was "drugged out" on the night of the shooting, which occurred after a party for Orduno's 19th birthday.

Also raised was the issue of whether Boyd took cocaine from Cabbage after he was presumably dead. Michael Ernest, assistant county prosecutor, said he had; but Boyd's defense attorney said that allegation had been made by a codefendant in only one of nine inconsistent statements given in the case.

The gunman, Moreno-Orduno, Ohio inmate A740738, from Dillonvale, is serving a life sentence with the possibility of parole for firing a single fatal gunshot into Cabbage's back. He pleaded guilty to aggravated murder, four counts of murder, one count of aggravated robbery, two counts of conspiracy and one count of tampering with evidence. Jordan C. Robinson, Ohio inmate A743238, from Bloomingdale, is serving seven years in prison for involuntary manslaughter, aggravated robbery and conspiracy. Robinson drove the three men to Newcomerstown from Jefferson County, where all three lived.

Ernest said Boyd's involvement in the crime was consistent with Robinson's, as both were accomplices. Ernest said seven years in prison — the same as given to Robinson — would be appropriate for Boyd.

Boyd's attorney, Stickles, argued that Boyd should not be sent to prison because he was asleep during the robbery and murder.

If a defendant like Boyd were sent to prison, Stickles said, "After about 18 months, we've just made a lifetime criminal. He's 23. If you save him, you save society, judge."

Although Boyd pleaded guilty in May, the prosecution and defense had not agreed on a sentence at that time, except that the maximum would be seven years. The sentencing range for involuntary manslaughter is three to 11 years.

In court, Stickles argued that Boyd had become a better person after the murder than he was before it.

Boyd's cousin, Anthony Gerald Orsini, said Boyd was working for him as a reliable employee in his construction business.

The victim's mother said one of Luke's friends considered suicide after his murder. She said the tragedy has left her with anxiety, depression and hate.

"I just want Kyle to know what he took from me," Kathy Cabbage said. "My Luke was a gentle, kind, funny, intelligent boy. He never left home or hung up the phone without an, 'I love you, Mom.' I never dreamed I would live life as a grieving mother. My heart is forever broken."

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[metalheadsforblacklivesmatter]

No one hate me for asking, because I'm genuinely curious what some of you think we should do with people who are mass murderers, rapists, pedophiles, and serial killers. And I'm not pro prison, but where would we put someone like John Wayne Gacy and would it even be possible to rehabilitate them at that point. I've also seen people safer because their abusive partner went to jail or prison, so what should we do to these people to make sure they don't harm others.

Thank you for submitting this question! I wanted to respond via post but it wouldn't let me tag you.

It's a valid question and though a very very VERY small percent are violent offenses, it is important to ask "How can we help these people?"

So first of all. A number of the violent offenses are mental health related, and therefore rehabilitation would focus on treating the inmate for their mental health issues.

This study also states that a lot of the violent offenders WANT to be rehabilitated and KNOW something is wrong.

Furthermore here are the stats of people that are incarcerated that are mentally ill. (For comparison 21% of the general populace is mentally ill).

For incarcerated people, those rates are much higher; the American Psychological Association reports that “64 percent of jail inmates, 54 percent of state prisoners, and 45 percent of federal prisoners” have reported mental health concerns.

Why is mental illness a problem? Well a lot of mental illness can cause violent behaviors, but a lot of mental illness can result in behaviors that may seem violent, but aren't inherently so (speaking in a loud voice, big gestures, non-compliance with the police, and distrust of authority).

And on top of that 85% of inmates either have an addiction or were arrested for drug and alcohol related crimes. Why is this important? Drugs and alcohol can cause anger issues, bad trips, paranoia, etc. Which can resort to violent crimes. ESPECIALLY alcoholism which often goes unnoticed and untreated.

This includes situations for violent serial killers because psychopathic violence is often caused by a lack of empathy, and you'd be suprised that there's actually people walking around today with a lack of empathy. This doesn't excuse the crimes, mind you. But it feeds into the fact that this is mental illness and treating said mental illness can decrease rates of reffending.

Okay, but what about rapists?

Recent research published by the American Public Health Association suggests that focusing on punishments rather than positive goals can actually increase the chance of recidivism. In 2006, the Department of Justice endorsed more progressive methods such as the Good Lives Model, which aims to teach people how to fulfill their emotional and physical needs without hurting others. That includes challenging sexist behaviors and skewed social views that lead them to hurt other people.

It's not so much "rehabilitation helps reduce chances of reoffending" so much as "punishment increases risk of reoffending".

It's important to know that rape is about a power play, and as such I believe there's ways to deal with that perceived loss of power without increasing chances of reoffending. I AM NOT DEFENDING THEIR ACTIONS. I am simply saying as a person that's experienced sexual harassment, I would prefer the option that's more likely to reduce the chances of reoffending over the option that's probably going to increase it.

And lastly child predators. I'd like to state I'm not apologizing for child predators. I'm not saying they're okay. I'm not advocating for them. I do not feel safe around them and I don't blame anyone that does. However. I'm looking at this as a "You look at the numbers. What does science say is the best way to protect children from them?" This is a very emotional topic and has to be viewed as straight facts and numbers to get the best results.

First, listening to people with minor attraction. I do not support these people. However, listening to them, many of them understand their desires are wrong and want to be rehabilitated. And why do we not provide that? I'm not throwing them pity. I'm just saying "If it'll protect children by treating them, why do we not provide treatment options." If people with this issue know it's an issue and want to fix it. Why can't they seek medical help? All I'm saying. From the "this makes sense to protect children" perspective.

Second. The pure statistics. If the child predator believes in it and actually wants to get better, it is proven that therapy and treatment can decrease the chances of them offending again. (If they don't want to get help, that's likely an empathy problem which I've already discussed).

And if these people are deeply struggling and want to seek help, is it not their right as a human fucking being to seek help? Like if they really want to get better and they are deeply disturbed by their thoughts, is in not their right as a human to seek treatment?

And Norway specifically has rehabilitation based prisons and the stats are ridiculously positive. They show real results from rehabilitation-based systems.

For the record. I'm not saying ANY of these people deserve sympathy. I'm saying it's our duty as a humane and just society to treat them like human beings, and not animals. And it's our duty to potential victims to choose the path that reduces chances of reoffending.

-fae

[day-dreamsinthedark]

Apologies

↳ Summary: Miguel never fell over the railing, Robby never left Miyagi Do, and Sam chose herself. What follows are a few moments between the boys after Miguel has decided that he wants to fix things. (Kiaz)

TW: Lots of cursing, vague allusions to an anxiety attack, talk about bad parents/parenting/talk of trauma?, use of the word pussy which is the part of the show that makes me cringe the most tbh, tell me if I missed any pls

If this is ooc or just bad, I am so sorry. I'm still learning, but thank you to anyone who reads this! (HC that Robby loves baking and is a major chocolate addict, bye.)

❤ [ angst with a sweet ending?? ] ❤

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—

When Robby Keene heard what felt like a half-assed apology from the cheater that had him pinned by the back of the arm, his anger grew tenfold. As he was let go, his first instinct was to jump up and grab the kid by the collar. He pushed him back, stopping when he felt Miguel’s back hit the ledge. “Why?” He asked, because he was just as heartbroken as he was angry, and if Sam couldn’t explain it… maybe Miguel could. 

“I’m sorry.” The boy repeated, but this time his eyes were glossed over and Robby could see the sadness on his face.

“Oh, fuck you.” Robby spat, pushing him so that his back slammed against the railing one more time. He wanted to leave–run away before anyone could see him cry, but they hadn’t heard the police arrive. Holding a kid against a ledge didn’t look too great in the midst of a giant karate brawl. 

—

It’d been an awful junior year so far. Miyagi Do and Cobra Kai both were both mandated to shut down for two months, which wasn’t much of an issue considering the fact that most of the students had police-mandated therapy sessions, months worth of detention, or court dates to fight off juvie time. 

Johnny Lawrence had never fought harder for his son, and Carmen Diaz had never been more annoyed with hers.

The boys were allowed to remain in school together, but their schedules had been adjusted so that they were never in the same section of the school at once. Samantha LaRusso had ended it permanently with both boys because it was all too much–and the scars on her arm were a permanent reminder. Daniel LaRusso had no issue employing a rehabilitating Tory Nichols so that she could have enough to support her family, much to Sam's dismay.

It turned out that dating when your sons despised each other was hard. Also, it turned out that Johnny Lawrence could find a way to focus on both his business and his kid, sadly, the ridiculously gorgeous Carmen Diaz could not be a part of that plan. She was okay with that, because her baby came first too. 

Still, living across the hall from your archnemesis was not the most fun thing. And being in a karate dojo with your ex-girlfriend sucked. The boys were completely different and yet somehow exactly the same. 

Junior year was not going well.

It also turned out, however, that when all of the karate students were literally forced to group together to avoid jail time and expulsion— most of them found that they had a lot in common. 

It seemed like everyone else had already moved on, but these two couldn’t. At least, Robert Swayze Keene couldn’t. So when he found himself standing in front of the boy holding a container of hot food at his door, he couldn’t help but stare past him. 

“What do you want, Diaz?”

“My Yaya made extra, she knows your dad doesn’t have the whole cooking thing down yet, and you shouldn’t have to eat bologna sandwiches every night.”

Robby wanted to be angry, because fuck you Miguel, you don’t get to tell me what I should or shouldn’t do. But Rosa Diaz had quickly become like the grandmother he never got to have. He’d only known Rosa and Carmen for a little under a year now, but they always made sure to remind him that he was family. The Diaz women were wonderful, but their male spawn was–at least according to Robby– evil. 

He looked up at the taller boy and fought the glare that was desperate to come out. “Tell her I said thank you, yeah?”

“Hey–” Miguel said, using his hand to stop Robby from closing the door. “I know your dads out with his high school buddies. You could leave this in the fridge and just eat with us tonight?”

“Uh–”

“We’d love to have you over. My Yaya insists, and uh, my mom’s stuck at work late–so we have an extra chair set up anyway. It wouldn’t be an issue.” 

Miguel wasn’t an idiot. He knew that the Keene boy was still raw from their interaction at the beginning of the year. Robby was soft, he was gentle. It was obvious how desperate he was to be wanted and it took a while, but eventually Miguel got over the pain of his first relationship and realized how shitty it was to have hurt Tory and Robby in that way. He didn’t mean to–he was just so infatuated with Sam that he couldn’t think about how much he’d hurt everyone else around him. Tory completely cut him off, deservingly, and Sam seemed like a whole new person. 

Miguel fucked up. And if he couldn’t make it up to Tory, he could at least try to make it up to Robby. He’d start by refusing to take no for an answer. Robby might hate him, but he loves his Yaya, and Miguel knew he’d never refuse her offer.

Robby inhaled sharply. “Fine. For her.”

“Yeah, for her.”

–

Dinner was awkward. Dinner was always a little awkward between the Diaz and Lawrence households. There was a lot of history, but it was kind of nice when they stuck together. Sometimes the adults would get a little tipsy and the boys would get lost in the moment and everything didn’t seem so shitty anymore. Those moments were fleeting and rare. 

The lack of parents made the awkwardness hard to avoid. Then Rosa left… Robby really only understood “Buenas Noches.” It wasn’t hard to figure out that she was going to bed, but the issue with that was that now it was just them two. Alone. 

The tapping and light scratching of their plates was uncomfortable, but as much as Robby hated the kid, it felt rude to leave before either of them were finished.

Miguel was purposely avoiding finishing his plate.

“Didn’t think your grandma could eat that fast.”

“She might’ve been a little high.”

“Oh.”

“So uh, how are your classes?” Miguel asked. Usually Robby snapped pretty quickly, but he started the conversation this time, and the unusual move left Miguel hopeful.

“They’re alright I guess. Mr. Gonzalez has made physics kind of horrible, though.”

“You have Hawk for that class, right? He’s always saying that Gonzalez is an asshole.”

Robby laughed. “He really doesn’t hold back, does he?”

Miguel could not have been any more excited. This was a breakthrough. They were going to be friends–and then maybe their parents could get back together. He felt bad about that too. Johnny was another part of his mom's life that she had to sacrifice for him. 

“Yeah, it’s nice. He can be kind of a dick, but you should’ve seen what he was like before. Couldn’t get a word out of him.”

“You mean before he dislocated my shoulder?” Robby said, and the lightness of his voice had evaporated.

“Listen Robby, I’m so sorry abo–” 

“Oh shit. No, I’m messing with you. We’ve talked about it, he’s apologized.”

“Yeah, but I never did.” Miguel paused, he hadn’t realized how close he’d gotten. “There’s a lot that I still need to apologize to you for.”

Robby pushed his chair back, standing up and making his way towards the front door. He preferred being angry at the other boy, but for a moment it felt like they could be friends, and suddenly he was anxious. The comfort felt weird–dirty almost. He didn’t need an apology. He didn’t need a friend. He needed Miguel Diaz to leave him the hell alone.

“I don’t need anything from you.” Robby said. He was already halfway out the door when Miguel did the only thing that came to mind. He grabbed his hand.

“Robby, please… Just–”

“Fuck off.” 

Miguel waited for his neighbor to get inside before he went to bed, fighting the urge to cry. He wasn’t sure why it mattered so much, but he knew that he wasn’t going to give up.

–

It’d been a month since the boys had that conversation, and because Miguel was the most annoying instigator, all they could really think about was each other. While they hadn't really spoken since then, Robby had to hide to avoid him, and whenever they came into contact, Miguel tried to start up a conversation– all of his advances were quickly pushed away by the annoyed Robby. 

“Jesus Christ Miguel, you’re starting to sound like you’re in love with him.” Hawk sneered, “I mean… he does kind of look like Sam. I wouldn’t blame you.” He opened his locker and pulled out a biochemistry textbook to slip into his backpack. He smirked at his best friend’s dumbfounded expression.

“What!? No, that’s–that’s dumb.”

Miguel wasn’t quite sure why he stuttered. The thought was ridiculous. Yeah, sure–Robby Keene was attractive. Like actually, really pretty, if he could describe him in any specific way. That didn’t matter though, it couldn’t. The kid despised him, rightfully so, and Miguel hadn’t had the best track record with relationships. His first two happened quickly, probably too quickly, but that’s what made it so easy. How couldn’t he fall for them? They were strong, challenging, and with their long soft-brown hair and big, bright eyes, he was a goner.

Oh. 

No. He decided.

“Thinking about Robby now, huh?”

“What?! N-No. No. Fuck off, Hawk. I want to be his friend, you know? I want us to be in a place where–”

“Where you can kiss–”

“I’ll kick your ass.”

Hawk put his hands up in a defensive position, as if he were giving up. "Hey man, you're the one getting defensive."

"Dude, we were almost step brothers."

Hawk smirked. "Hey, it’s a popular genre." His eyes dropped at Miguel's glare. 

"I don't like him."

"Sure. You’re a damn bore, Miguel. And who gives a shit? Your parents broke up like a year ago. It's not weird anymore."

–

Miguel had suddenly stopped with his constant nagging, and Robby was relieved.

For about three days. 

He did not realize that he’d miss those 7:00am knocks at his door where the boy next door (across the tiny court, actually) would offer him whatever breakfast his Yaya had made, nor did he think that he’d miss being chased down to his door after school because, “I think I missed some notes for Akridge. Could I look at yours?” (And Robby was much too nice to say no.)

So now Robby found himself standing at the Diaz door at around 8:00 pm, trying to find the courage to knock. It was fighting back. He couldn’t quite defend why he was doing this. Rosa might want some. So might Miguel. So might Carmen.

“Robby! It’s so nice to see you. Are you here for…” The woman paused, she realized that the boys weren’t exactly friends, and she was suddenly flooded with confusion as she stared at the boy holding a plastic container. “Actually, uh… what’s up mijo?”

“Oh, uh. Hi! You’re back early today. Well,” He paused. Robby Keene was not someone who stuttered. No. So he took a deep breath. “You always make sure I have something to eat, and I just baked some cookies. I wanted to see if maybe–” 

Carmen could almost melt at the sight of the kind, lonely boy in front of her. “I’m sure they’d love some. Come on in, Robby.”

–

“Miggy, we have a guest!” Carmen’s voice rang out, and Miguel figured that it was just Johnny, because he still came over sometimes to have dinner. It wasn’t awkward anymore though, which was nice. He only hoped that everyone eventually developed the ability to avoid the awkwardness that tried to latch itself onto situations like that.

Their guest was not Johnny Lawrence. Miguel, who hadn’t bothered to change out of his tattered sweats and worn out Dodgers tee, thought it might be best if the earth swallowed him whole. No, he did not know what he was feeling. No, he did not want to think about it.

What did Miguel Diaz want? For the first time in a while– space. He wanted time to figure out why the thought of his supposed archnemesis/frenemy suddenly made his chest flutter, and he especially wanted to ignore whatever these feelings were because he fucked up. 

“Heyy…” Miguel said, his hands were conscious of his body for the first time in forever. He usually liked being visible, but in the moment it felt like he’d walked onto a stage in his underwear. He was desperate to get away. 

Robby noticed the way the other boy crossed his arms in front of his body, as if he were shielding himself. As if he were shy. 

“Hey.” He nodded. “Cookie? They’re pecan chocolate chip.”

“My Yaya’s going to love you.”

“She already loves me.”

“Ha. Ha. How’d you know her favorite?”

“She mentioned it last time I caught her smoking outside. Apparently arthritis is a bitch.”

Miguel hummed, nodding in agreement and reaching for the tub and pulling a cookie out. “She’s in the shower right now, but she should be out soon.” 

He took a bite, catching the crumbs with his other hand. "Oh my gosh." He said in a muddled mess of sounds. "From scratch?" He asked, and Robby nodded.

It was nice to feel appreciated, it wasn’t that his dad hadn’t been pretty great this last year, but even now he wasn’t really around as much as Robby would have liked. He’d always been convinced that he’d never do anything good, and maybe this wasn’t all that important, but that reaction–from a kid that he mostly hated– was enough.

"Dude, amazing." Miguel said. His voice, muffled by the mouthful of cookies, was a compliment itself. Robby almost blushed. The realization made him want to run.

"Thanks. I suck at cooking, but my mom used to ask me to bake her things whenever she was hungover." He furrowed his brows. "Don't know why I said that, sorry." 

Miguel offered a sweet smile. “No worries. I like learning about people. And hey, it’s a cool skill.”

Robby nodded, but he pulsed his body with the movement. For the first time in a long time– probably the onset of puberty– he didn't know what to do with himself. He was nervous and he despised it. 

"Well, uh. I actually have to work on that Great Gatsby essay so…" Miguel paused, eyeing the plastic tub that was now on the counter, "I'm uh, going to steal another cookie and then do tha–"

"Have you decided what you're going to compare?"

"That's actually what I'm trying to figure out right now." Miguel took a step back, hoping to cut the conversation short. He had an idea— a glint of hope, maybe— as to where this conversation was going, and it made his stomach turn. "I've never used so many highlighters."

"Oh well, if you need any help, you know. I've got a couple outlines that I decided not to use. You could always–"

"Didn't take you for a nerd, Robby."

Robby furrowed his brows and held his right hand up to his chest. “Rude.”

Miguel was a little annoyed that the urge to run faded away. All he could do was smile and fight the clamminess that was trying to take over his hands. “My place or yours?”

–

Apparently, Miguel had some sort of mood swings–and they irritated the living hell out of Robby. He knew he’d decided to give the kid a chance the moment he pulled out the flour and eggs, but why was it that annoyingly-friendly Miguel Diaz was suddenly distant and quiet? As if they hadn’t been sprawled out on the floor, throwing crumpled pieces of paper at each other, and laughing about some stupid Great Gatsby meme that they saw earlier that night. 

Things had almost been normal for a couple of hours when it seemed like some sort of switch flipped and his neighbor decided that he couldn’t wait to be anywhere but here. It was surprising in the worst way. Miguel, who had spent the last few weeks–months, really– annoying the living daylights out of him–who was usually warm and inviting– was now closed in and painfully distant.

“Thanks for the help. I need to get home.”

“Ok. What’s up, Diaz?”

“W-what?” Miguel stuttered, his hand only grazing the doorknob. He had basically sprinted towards the door after he decided that he was too tired to go on for the night. This decision came about when he found himself dozing off on Robby’s shoulder. It was too comfortable; an intimacy that Miguel wasn’t so sure he should have with this particular person. They had only just gotten on speaking terms and he didn’t want to push it. He quickly realized that he needed his neighbor as far away as possible, or he might ruin everything again.

"You used to fucking berate me about everything. Breakfast. Lunch. Homework. Dinner. You've asked me my froyo order like 3 times, even after I told you to fuck off."

“Didn’t stop you from ordering.” Miguel shrugged.

"Not the point." Robby stepped closer. "Why'd you stop? What happened?" Robby took another step forward, and for a second Miguel thought it was a threat, but the sadness in his voice said otherwise. “Did I do something?” 

He was inches away, and for the first time, he was open and vulnerable. Miguel was going to lose his fucking mind. 

“No, Robby. I just…” He said, trying his hardest to look anywhere but at those dumb green eyes. Miguel realized it now. He, Miguel Diaz, was weak. And he did not have a damn clue what to say, so of course, he snapped. “You wanted me to leave you alone, so I left you alone. What’s so hard about that?”

“Oh, yeah… I guess. I just thought–”

“What? That it’s okay to be a dick all the time and-and when you decide that you wanna be friends I have to just give in?”

To this, Robby did not have a response. He froze, suddenly able to feel the warm draft of the usually shitty heater. He couldn’t help but stare at the floor, eyes constantly shifting from the brown carpet to Miguel's new sneakers. They were black with red highlights, two colors that Robby decided suited Miguel quite nicely. It was all he could think about to avoid the current conversation. The sound of the front door closing was what snapped him back out of his trance. 

He stared at his door for a moment, weirded out by his brain's choice of a distraction, trying to ignore that the rejection made his stomach ache. 

–

It had been about a week since that interaction, and all Miguel could think about was how instantly the regret came. It was ugly and overwhelming. It probably would have been worse, but miraculously–or torturously– Robby managed to avoid him all week. He literally had not seen him in 7 days and each day that he didn’t see his neighbor leaving for school in the morning made the bad feeling carve itself deeper into his being.

He wasn’t even sure he wanted to be friends anymore, not after Hawk had gotten into his head; especially not after he realized how right his friend might be. 

As he found himself standing in front of Robby Keene’s front door, the idea suddenly felt fucking ridiculous. The longer he waited, the worse his stomach turned. Robby came to him with a gift and then a secret that he definitely didn’t mean to share, but he figured that this was the closest thing to a moment that they’d ever had and he hoped it was enough. 

His eyes went wide as the door swung open. “What do you want?” Robby asked, the annoyance clear on his face. Miguel noticed the way it faltered when his eyes landed on the tupperware he held. He tried not to get too hopeful.

“Those are brownies.” Robby stated, not bothering to hide the way his eyes jumped back and forth between Miguel’s hands and face. 

“Brownies.” Miguel nodded, the sweet release of anxiety made him floaty. I can do this. He thought, refusing to acknowledge the likelihood of rejection. That issue was for future Miguel.

“You made these for me?” The shorter boy asked, the arch in his brow aligned with a crooked smile that Miguel had never seen before, the newness of it made his heart jump, and he knew it was now or never.

“Maybe.”

“From scratch?”

Miguel froze, hoping that the burning in his cheeks wasn’t visible. “No, I bought the Ghirardelli mix.”

Robby laughed. The relief was palpable and Miguel couldn’t help but smile. “I’m horrible at this, so I thought I should at least buy the branded mix.”

“At what?”

“Apologizing… and explaining. Also baking.”

“Wanna come inside?”

“Please.”

_

The brownies were meant as an offering, a means to patch the torn up relationship between the two boys, but Miguel was certain that they’d be garbage. He denied a seat at the table, opting to lean against the back of the couch instead. Watching Robby bring the crumbly brown rectangle to his lips made him regret the decision– having to dig his nails into his palm to avoid staring.

“You know, these are pretty good.” Robby finally said. “Double chocolate?”

“Your dad said something about you being a chocolate addict a while back, so I thought–”

“I’d be less of a dick?” 

Miguel’s eyes widened.“No! You’re not a dick. Well, you kind of were for a while, but-but that was my fault, you know? And then you were–and I was– shit.” He paused, trying to take in a real breath, because the cold winter air was particularly unforgiving at the moment, and it seemed like his asthma was back for the first time in over a year. The only saving grace was the subtle smirk on Robby’s face.

“It’s just– I was desperate to be your friend but now I– I’m not so sure I want that anymore.” Miguel said, ripping the look right off of Robby’s face. Robby was also pretty sure he tore any semblance of comfort that once existed in the apartment; what he was still trying to turn into his space suddenly felt like it belonged to someone else.

“You… came over to tell me that? Couldn’t have–” He couldn’t even look at him, for a second he contemplated just turning around and going to bed. Maybe pretend that none of this happened, not like he needed anymore friends. Miyagi Do gave him all he needed.

“No! No. I want,” Miguel paused, he was breathless and a little red, reaching for the back of the couch to lean on. Robby unconsciously let his worry take over, standing from his seat and stepping towards the person in front of him. “Hey, are you alright?” He asked, resting his hand on Miguel’s elbow. “Do you want to sit?’

“No. Fuck, your dad was right, I am a pussy. Can’t even admit that I like you without having a full blown asthma attack.”

“My dad’s a dick, you don’t– what?”

“What?” Miguel was surprised by his own admission. It was meant to be smooth and charming, not born from a lapse of judgment because the oxygen refused to find its place in his lungs. He didn’t hide the frown that came when Robby backed away. “I should go.”

He didn’t lift his gaze to see the other boy’s face, the thought of seeing any negative reaction in real time made him queasy, the floor was much easier to focus on. Johnny Lawrence’s tendency for spilling beer everywhere almost resembled a puzzle, he thought it was kind of calming, all things considered. He had spent so much time in the apartment that he realized he could use them as a guide out the door. What a way to go.

“Don’t.” 

The word was soft– inviting only because of the context– and it felt as though all of the organs in Miguel's body found a way to flip themselves. A desperate bout of hope drummed its way up his entire being, whether it was a kind rejection or maybe  –hopefully–  something more, all he knew was that he was grateful that the boy behind him seemed to be nice about it. Anything was better than the horrific walk of shame he had only just previously expected. 

Miguel turned on his heels, ignoring the violent beating of his heart, and looking directly at the Miyagi Do design on the front of Robby’s shirt. It almost bothered him that he’d never noticed it before.

“Hey,” Robby said, using a timbre that Miguel now knew made him particularly weak at the knees. His favorite blend of green and brown came perfectly into view. “It’s okay.” Robby said. 

Miguel wondered if the fighting still would have happened had the boy just used that voice earlier. He was sure that the answer was no, because he’d never quite felt so at home in a sound. 

Robby said nothing. He had always been rather quiet, being much more comfortable letting his reactions respond for him.

“Can I–” Miguel was surprised by the interruption, but considering how horrible he thought the visit would go, all he could do was smile at the feeling of Robby’s lips against his own.  —

@mybeautifulillusion I am SO sorry for the wait!! I had a lot going on, but I'll finally be posting a lot more Kiaz and CK overall in the coming weeks. Thank you so much for the request. I really hope you enjoy!

#miguel diaz #robby keene #miguel x robby #robby x miguel #kiaz #cobra kai #robby/miguel #miguel/robby #kiaz cobra kai

[sawtual]

Amanda knows full well what she's doing but she believes what she's doing is a good thing, when in reality it's not. Being convinced that radical extremes are good/right and being innocent are two very different things

so the trauma and psychological torture on top of having her moral compass twisted around from manipulation, just makes her unstable and unhinged, not innocent.

ok spelling it out for you because you are being obtuse 💖

amanda is a heroin addict. she has a lofty police record. she has been to jail. shes suffered heavily from abuse by the police. she, in an act of desperation, is complicit in the murder of gideon kramer. okay so we got that? then, gideons father, john kramer, puts her in a death trap where she has to KILL someone, or she will literally die. okay cool. then, somehow, the police get involved. i really doubt amanda contacted them so we could assume that this is terrifying and extra traumatizing for her. the police have a) a history of framing her something she didnt do and b) now know she KILLED someone, even though it was to save herself. i dont think its a stretch to think hmm maybe amanda MIGHT be scared she will go to prison again.

ok with me? then, right after the police drag her back into the department to have her rehash her horrific trauma, reminding her they know where she lives and can get her any time they want, john kramer shows up. he 'invites' her to join him in his pursuit of 'saving' people. lets remember she knows exactly who he is, and that she knows now that if he realizes that she played a part in his sons death that she will be dead meat. she joins john. she falls further and further into this hole.

do you maybe see how she had literally no escape from this situation? this is why i dont really believe amanda had any "out" in saw, besides dying. the police will never give her the rehabilitation she needs/deserves. she can only struggle desperately until she finally gives in. i think the fact that she can't even Look at lynn when she shoots her, and the pain on her face, should be a clear indicator that she isnt having fun, she isnt relishing in murder. shes giving one last attempt at life, trying to prevent john from finding out about gideon.

also hi just saying, making this an argument about amandas "innocence" is sooo stupid and pointless. whats the point in going "WELL SHES NOT INNOCENT!!" no i guess not? she did literally kill people? but when you frame it in the context i provided hopefully you at least feel some pity for her? shes an overally just sad character. she isnt an "angel" but whats the point in trying to say she is or isnt? shes someone who got beat down by life, and had no options but to fight and claw to survive. shes not "innocent" shes not "an angel" shes just someone who wants to live.

#long post #asks #anon #wahts the point of being like. WELL SHES NOT INNOCENT!! GOTCHA!! like dude shes in a Saw Movie. #saw #amanda young

[beardedmrbean]

The Münster regional court on Wednesday found a 20-year-old defendant guilty of bodily harm resulting in death, sentencing him to five years in youth custody.

The assault — which took place at a German Gay Pride event — caused a shockwave in the LGBT community, with campaigners urging action to combat transphobia and homophobia in Germany.

What the court heard

The court was told how the incident unfolded at the Christopher Street Day parade in the western city of Münster last August.

According to the public prosecutor's investigation, the 20-year-old attacker approached three female participants at the event in a sexually offensive manner.

When they rejected this provocation, the man is said to have used homophobic words and threatened the group with violence.

The court heard that the 25-year-old transgender man Malte C. asked the defendant to leave the witnesses alone.

The assailant began punching him repeatedly in the chest and face, which ended with the victim falling to the ground. He lost consciousness and died as a result of his injuries several days later after being put into an induced coma because of a brain hemorrhage.

Officers identified the 20-year-old suspect through videos and photos provided by witnesses, and he was arrested at Münster's main train station.

Immediately after the killing, the Lesbian and Gay Federation in Germany (LSVD) said they were angry and deeply concerned over the crime, as well as the way that the attack was described by prosecutors and police.

They urged investigating authorities to classify the act as a hate crime that was motivated by homophobia and transphobia.

What the court decided

The court was told that the Russian-born defendant — who was addicted to drugs and alcohol — was mentally unstable and had previously been convicted of several assaults.

The defense had argued for an "appropriate juvenile sentence," although it had not said what that should be. It added that the most important thing for the client was to overcome his drug and alcohol addiction through therapy.

While the prosecution said a risk of further offenses existed, experts said addiction therapy and psychotherapeutic support could offer a good chance of reducing the risk of re-offending.

Imposing a five-year sentence, the court ordered that the defendant be placed in a rehabilitation institution for addicted offenders.

#nunyas news

[harocat]

i'm not necessarily arguing against you, i'm just curious, how do you think safety and people abiding the law should be held up without any police force? obviously corrupt police, police with too much power, etc, are no good, but i personally can't imagine what cops would be replaced with if even noncorrupt cops aren't acceptable. i'm interested in hearing your thoughts.

Hey anon,

The thing about cops is 99% of the time, they don't actually prevent crimes. They come in after crimes have already been committed. What we need is an approach that is about preventing them. We have tried police reform worldwide. It doesn't work. It never works.

The entire system of policing is based on punishment, not prevention. In fact, police aren't even obligated to TRY to protect people.

What we need is to tackle to problems at the root. Look at crimes and go 'why does this happen?' and make sure people don't end up in the situations that lead to that. Complete overhaul of social and community problems, universal basic income, guaranteed housing, etc. A safety net that makes it so people who are being abused feel safe coming forward from the beginning, with no risk of them losing their home, job, children, etc. A society for children and young adults where their emotional needs are cared for and they don't have access to dangerous weapons to shoot up schools. When someone has a mental break, mental health professionals especially trained in de-escalation show up, not cops. A society where we make active efforts to disentangle young boys and men from the patriarchy, lowering the amount of rape and abuse we see. Community programs in SPADES to put a stop to street violence. We need to decriminalize drugs, sex work, etc., and create support systems and networks so sex work can be safe and drug addicts can be safely rehabilitated without just throwing them in jail.

MOST crimes could be solved before they happen by this.

And yes, there are crimes out there that likely can't be prevented. You might not be able to stop Joe serial killer by giving him these outlets. But these are anomalies, actually quite rare, and we would have people for them as well; trained in forensics, investigation, etc., with the goal of preventing crimes from occurring, not just punishment.

We also need to see rehabilitation and restorative justice as the goal. Some countries are getting a lot better about that aspect.

The thing about police is they haven't been around forever. They're a recent institution (relatively speaking) that we've become reliant on, by design.

Police abolition can't happen in one day. It's a process that requires a huge amount of overhaul of our existing systems. It's something needed in every country. Police rule us, and there's nothing neutral about that. It's unacceptable.

#anonymous #haro talks #i do recommend googling like 'police abolition' topics bc they're all smarter than me

[masterthespianduchovny]

My thoughts on the Better Call Saul series finale is complicated because my thoughts on various concepts, systems, etc are complicated.

No assessment of any show can exist in a vacuum, esp when enjoyment is subject. I forget who said it, but the quote, “all art/media is political” sticks in my mind.

Where you’re from, your station in life, your politics, etc reflects in what you create. It is a statement whether or not you know it.

It’s hard to think of Jimmy’s ending as just or happy (which is doing a lot of heavy work) due to what we know of the BCS world as well as real life.

For starters, we have Marie and others—even Jimmy—espouse about how Hank and his partner were good men who were just trying to put the bad men away. I don’t have a doubt that Hank was good at his job, however, when it comes to cops and federal agents, good can mean many things. Some of which doesn’t equate to ethical, moral, or legal.

Good at their jobs is also an implicit way of saying they were good men, which Hank wasn’t. Perhaps he was a good husband, but this dude was a condescending asshole to Walt, I believe (I’ve only seen the series once and most in real time) and casually racist.

But the larger problem is that there is a whole fucking storyline—Mike’s emotional arc—about corrupt cops. How Mike once was a corrupt cop, his son dabbled in it, and his son got killed as a result of it by other corrupt cops when he tried to walk it back.

BCS doesn’t even take a stand of their being good cops and bad cops. If the focus isn’t about Mike’s guilt as a former corrupt cop and how this isn’t some exception type thing, the show is neutral on them. Yet, because Hank and Steve tried to take Walt down and died, we’re supposed to be pro cop, sympathize, and feel sorry?

I don’t think we’re supposed to condemn Jimmy, but we’re supposed to think his initial speech to Marie was wrong and he should go to jail for the part he played.

It’s confusing and inconsistent messaging because now they treated cops on BB isn’t how they treated them in BCS, so the tone is off.

Jimmy going to prison is deserved because he helped Walt and Jesse where as Jesse is free because he’s suffered enough, despite some/most of his decisions being voluntary. And some of those decisions were fucked is, like trying to sell to addicts trying to kick their addiction right after their meeting.

It almost feels as if Jimmy is serving other peoples time since their either dead or missing.

Prison isn’t for rehabilitation. As a nation, we’re a very punitive country. Many citizens don’t want intimates to get better, they want to lock them away and punish them. How does prison help Jimmy? Are they looking to help him? Does he deserve the harshness of his sentence?

And all I could think about was the tragedy of Jimmy’s life. Him wearing his con man personality as a protective cloak until it served as an albatross. Him not wanting to be a mark, him trying to make a living, him trying to protect himself from being hurt, etc etc etc. And when this behavior was transferred into legal creativity, that was shunned and looked down upon. A part of me gets why in some cases, but this was a man who, despite everyone loving him, he wasn’t accepted. He didn’t feel like he was enough. He didn’t have help. He didn’t have resources. He wasn’t waving, he was drowning.

But he thrived as a con man.

And looking at him in that interrogation room, and then the court room, all I saw was lost potential.

This man Jimmy fucking psyched a man with a 100% win record into crafting a plea for 7.5 years in prison, to the prison of his choice, and a specific brand and flavor of ice cream every Friday! Keep in mind, his original sentence was supposed to be life + 190 years.

He could’ve gotten out in 7.5 years!

I forget what stood out to me about his court performance, but i remember thinking, it’s such a loss as to what lawyer Jimmy could’ve been with a better support system. I’m not saying Jimmy isn’t partially at fault for his situation, however, I think about the choices people make when they feel they don’t really have any choices. Or they know it’s an illusion of choice.

And remember the shit Chuck pulled? How he kept Jimmy for being hired as Jimmy worked his ass off taking care of Chuck? And Chuck was emotionally manipulative and looked down on Jimmy knowing how much his brother admired him and would do almost anything for him. And then the cruel shit he said before he died? All because he resented Jimmy.

I think about how the law supports Jimmy being there, although the law also supports legally fucking over people, which has happened to Jimmy and Kim in the show. You know, a trick up Chuck’s sleeve when he used it against Kim and there was nothing she could do about it.

How many lawyers looked down on Jimmy’s theatrics, yet will employ similar tricks for a larger payout under the guise of it being for the client. I.e Howard having the client unnecessarily use a wheelchair I believe.

So the ending doesn’t hit for me because Jimmy is both taking accountability and internalizing all the bad shit people ever thought about him and thinking he deserved this lifetime sentence. Despite the hypocrisy, corruption, legal abuse of the law, etc that others partake in. Despite the multiple systems that are failures and failed him along the way.

And, as usual, only Kim is beside him and sees this for the tragedy it is. Because, even if she believes he deserves to serve time, it sure as hell isn’t 84 years.

The tragedy is that these are two people who believe they deserve a lifetime of punishment and willingly accept it. They can’t and haven’t moved passed their traumas. It’s too deeply engrained in them. They weren’t bad for each other, they just were caught in a system that fed into their worst impulses. And, now, the question is: can they be good for each other?

I think Kim will try to get him out. Jimmy may resist, but I don’t think Kim will be okay with the sentencing and Jimmy rotting in prison. And she or they will find a way to appropriately handle the civil suit.

This time around, they’ll use their powers for good.

ETA: I forgot to mention how capitalism plays a part in this as well. I’ll probably elaborate later on how this plays a role with Saul.

#better call Saul #bcs spoilers #better call saul spoilers #jimmy mcgill #saul goodman #kim wexler #mcwexler #bcs season 6

[obeythedemons]

Uranus. And also, do you believe in astrology? Not judging, just wondering.

uranus ⇢ what things do you think should change in society?

Oh dear, it's a long list - especially given that I live in the United States.

Tax the rich

Public healthcare

Free access to abortion and freedom to decide your own reproductive needs

Get rid of mass incarceration -> Focus on rehabilitation instead of punishment. If one person goes to jail/commits a crime, we've all failed as a society, they are not the only ones.

Maximum wage ratio -> the highest-paid person in a company can only make a certain amount more than the lowest-paid persons. This includes benefits

Indoor agriculture uses 1% of the resources that traditional agriculture needs and frees up space to give back to native vegetation and the wild. Can help grow more local foods to reduce carbon emissions.

Move away from our reliance on oil and gas and move towards sustainable, clean resources

Stand on one side of the escalator so that people needing to get up faster can walk up the other side!!!!!!!!!! They do that in other places, why not here!?!?!!?!

TRAINS. WE NEED PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION!

De-stigmatize addiction

De-fund our military and police and go into things that actually benefit society

Love and forgive each other

No, I don't believe in astrology at all.

[no-struggle-no-progress]

the purpose of prison and preventing recidivism

the u.s criminal justice system can be described as many things: incompetent, classist, racist, and outdated, but many mistake it as fair. a country with well over two million people in jail or prison (a 500% increase over the last four decades), where murdering innocent people is legal (only if the perpetrators are a part of the government) ranks #1 of all country's documented prison populations. this can be explained by a multitude of reasons: the unwinnable war on drugs, intergenerational incarceration, many judges' failure to be impartial despite biases, or people actually committing crimes. whatever the reason, 0.7% of american citizens are behind bars.

the purpose of my argument is not to argue that criminals should not be punished, but to explain, that rather than improving society, prisons turn non-violent offenders into hardened criminals. the justice system claims to be a deterrent to crime, punish, and rehabilitate criminals. the prison system fails to do all of those things besides punishment. the u.s releases more than 600,000 people from prisons every year, and the recidivism rate in this country is more than fifty percent. this is most likely due to the lack of economic opportunity for felons after prison or the trauma the environment of prison causes.

despite those important causes, the current mental health crisis plaguing america takes some of the blame. people in power are guilty of disregarding mental health in this country as a whole. however, in penal institutions, this negligence is even more apparent. this may be due to intense budget cuts and the dehumanization of inmates. leaving mental illnesses like anxiety, depression, mania, and PTSD untreated worsens these conditions, often leading to alcohol and drug dependence. these addictions continue after they are released, and this spirals into reoffending. critics of the questionable practices by the american justice system are aware that prison is not supposed to be fun or a reward, but strictly punishment is worsening these citizens and damaging society as a whole.

www.sentencingproject.org / www.prisonpolicy.org / www.namica.org

#prison #prison reform #police reform #mental health #politics #recidivism #current events

[shxnxsxxxxxxxx]

The Signs And Symbols That Led to Nothing

On this day of 2016, wow my boyfriend sure is on fire, he is lighting up in the Korean restaurant's private bathroom stalls. Does anybody even realise what is going on and how crazy this is? Well, it doesn't matter, he is a money launderer. I don't know what crimes had made him a millionaire. But he sure does have Bit Coins. More than $2000 worth of e-money. I loved him, a lot. I was a young teenager. About the age of 18 and a half. He was in his mid-thirties. Who knew what was about to happen, did happen.

Fast forward to 2024. Today, I can take you down a walk in the park and through the park where all my memories lie, by the way, everything is stagnant in the park, even the air. That's because of my depression. My brain has a park inside it, to put it in a euphemistic way, if you will. But when it was a park under the summer dusk, it was beautiful, in a way, telling me that it is getting late.

The trees are older than they were a decade ago. Where the hell are the leaves? I turn around, I shout: "Where the hell are you Karl?" Will you come back? Back to that table of ecstasy pills with me? Why am I here?"

I stayed in Grand Hyatt, J Plus Hotel by Yoo, K11, The Luxe Manor and other love hotels with this rich and narcissistic person, we even moved in a home in Tai Kok Tsui under our names. But I was being drugged and he was drugging himself obsessing over our dose of "medicine". I called the cops to come to our home, luckily all the drugs were hidden. I had my first hallucination and delusion and paranoia, a mini-psychosis. Soon after, he didn't want to forgive me. That's when I ended up in the same psychiatric ward where a murderer was stationed for life via hospital order.

Next morning, I wake up. Oh, I am depressed, seems, I could go back to the public hospital as an inpatient, yet again. Fuck Dr. Wong. He couldn't even give me Artane for akathisia I suffered because of his incompetence. I suffered from akathisia the whole time that motherfucking psychic psychiatrist went on a one or two-week holiday.

I was 47kg and 155cm, definitely underweight. He put me on aripripazole for psychosis. I know I could've communicated to him, but it wasn't his time to save the day and all he could do is suspect I still was getting high off a bong. He didn't know my depression was recurrent. I was readmitted to the god damn inpatient psychiatric ward to no avail. The repetitiveness is an insult to human intelligence. How could you put a small girl into the psychiatric ward without a remedy? Thank you for the SSRI and SNRI for taking my job away and rehospitalisation the norm for the mentally incapacitated self that I am.

Let's go back to being tied down the female psychiatric ward and being drugged with haloperidol and valium. I said to Karl from the window looking up in the sky: "I won't tell them where you are, I won't let you go to jail for being a criminal. It's my fault I chose to self-medicate".

Later in rehab, I sure spent over a year rehabilitating myself. They were nasty people.

To get by, and fund my drug habit. I stole Apple iPod nanos, and resold them to an electronic stall vendor at Causeway Bay.

I also stole food from the grocery store at a basement in Causeway Bay when it was still there in 2016. Mostly chocolate and a few candies, since I had no more money.

The police tried to catch me in possession of drugs but I kept disposing them before they could catch me. Once they drove me to Yau Ma Tei and dropped me off in the street.

I stole a lot of clothing from Forever 21 and other stores in Causeway Bay in that period.

I was a god damn criminal.

I sought treatment for addiction and continued with social welfare supervision and psychiatric follow-ups under supervision of Dr. Wong. For five years he couldn't find the remedy.

Tomorrow I am seeing the doctor. He should know, I need the remedy and I will speak up in honesty. What might give this doctor the opportunity to find the remedy. I understand psychiatrists may feel hopeless for patients they couldn't help much.

Anyway, most people who read this wouldn't even think much of this story, as it could be fiction to them. Well, I am not going to answer whether this story is fiction or not.

I got psychosis back in 2021 or 2022. Without drug misuse. Why? Because my brain was fried in my teenage years. I wasn't happy about the love hotels any longer. I wanted more, to be happy. I went to the extremities of trying to find happiness.

I was drugged by the public hospital authorities. I couldn't be thankful at some point.

When I finally suffered psychosis, they finally had a real reason to medicate me. I am not mad at them. I appreciate their naivety, and they weren't there to tell me I was meant to be an asylum dweller.

This here below is one of my drawings on my iPad, while suffering from psychosis:

[banyan-mental-health]

Lil Wayne's Mental Health Struggles with Addiction

On August 14, musician Lil’ Wayne released his long-awaited album, Funeral. Like most albums, it will no doubt be pored over in search of deeper meaning and analysis on the artist's current mental state. And, in his case, maybe more so. Lil’ Wayne’s mental health has been a subject of much discussion in the media, especially after he was hospitalized in March due to seizures brought on by an excessive and dangerous combination of alcohol and codeine. The Louisiana-born rapper has had several other issues in the past, including cocaine addiction, which he started using while a teenager. This addiction quickly spiraled out of control and resulted in his hospitalization, along with his later release from jail after being convicted for possession of a handgun in 2007. Lil’ Wayne has publicly spoken out about his mental health in interviews and in his lyrics, hoping to spread the message that no one should bottle up their struggles. He’s been open about his tribulations, including those involved in his rehab treatment. While he has never specified exact diagnosis, he’s recently opened up about his struggles with addiction and how that has affected both his physical and mental health. The article discussed here talks about Lil’ Wayne's past and current struggles with substance abuse and its effect on his mental health. Even though he has been vocal about his health problems, Lil’ Wayne still has a long way to go to feel better. The article discusses his efforts to encourage those struggling with similar issues to seek help. There are several steps that Lil’ Wayne has taken to battle his addiction, including: - Entering drug rehabilitation to overcome his substance abuse - Regularly attending Alcoholics Anonymous meetings - Seeking out more holistic treatments like acupuncture and yoga Lil’ Wayne has taken important steps to conquer his addiction, but further treatment is still necessary in order to have a full recovery. It is important for those struggling with a similar situation to know that there are resources available like drug rehabilitation and addiction treatment centers where they can get the help they need.

#Drug Detox #Substance Abuse Treatment #Drug Rehab #Alcohol Rehab #Opiate Addiction

[banyan-pompano]

5 Reasons to Stay Sober This Halloween for Addiction Recovery

Halloween can be lots of fun — you can dressed up in your favorite costume, go to parties, or take your kids trick-or-treating. But if your Halloween is going to be haunted by drug use, those thrills could give way to sheer terror. Here are five reasons why you should stay sober this Halloween:

You could end up in jail.

You could end up hurt.

You could risk the dangers of overdose.

If you’re sober this Halloween, your night can be much more enjoyable. Instead of risking jail or an overdose, you will have the added clarity that sobriety brings, allowing you to celebrate and have more fun. You can be more aware of your surroundings, better able to keep yourself out of bad situations that could lead to an arrest or injury. Also, if you’re focusing on your sobriety around the holidays, that can help put you in the right mindset for staying sober all the upcoming months. Holidays are not a time to relapse. Staying sober this Halloween can strengthen your commitment to your recovery program. In addition, most addiction treatment centers have organized sober events over the Halloween holidays. These gatherings provide a safe and fun environment for those in recovery to celebrate the holiday with friends, family, and peers from the recovery community. Remember, it is always better to be sober than sorry this Halloween. Start your recovery journey today by learning about drug rehabilitation. Whether you’re in recovery or not, you’ll be sure to have a safer, more enjoyable Halloween experience if you stay sober.

#Drug Detox #Substance Abuse Treatment #Drug Rehab #Alcohol Rehab #Opiate Addiction

[healthstyle101]

‘Lady Dahmer,’ who beheaded lover in meth-fueled tryst, ‘deserves to be happy’: lawyer

Wisconsin Mother Convicted in Shocking Murder Case Advocates for Possibility of Parole In a case that has sent shockwaves throughout Wisconsin, Taylor Schabusiness, a 25-year-old mother convicted in a gruesome murder involving methamphetamine, decapitation, and sexual assault, is now seeking the possibility of parole, a plea supported by her attorney, Christopher T. Froelich of the Froelich Law Group based in Green Bay. Schabusiness received a life sentence without the possibility of parole for her role in the February 2022 murder of 24-year-old Shad Thyrion. Additionally, she was sentenced to 7½ years for mutilating a corpse and three years for third-degree sexual assault. Froelich has taken up Schabusiness's case, emphasizing that she deserves a chance at parole after years of therapy and counseling. He is actively working on an appeal for his client, who had previously clashed with her former lawyer, Quinn Jolly, in court. The use of a spit hood during Schabusiness's trial raised questions about its purpose. Some speculated it was to hide her facial expressions, but Froelich explained that there were issues at the jail that prompted its use. Schabusiness's behavior in court has raised concerns about her mental competence. She has displayed unusual reactions, including smiling, smirking, and even falling asleep, behaviors that psychologists called by the defense argue indicate her inability to stand trial. Dr. Diane Lytton, one of the defense's expert witnesses, described Schabusiness as exhibiting psychotic behavior, citing her odd grinning when discussing the crimes. During discussions about showing jurors photos of her decapitated former lover's head, Schabusiness burst into laughter. She also laughed when the jury rejected her insanity plea, leading to her conviction on July 27. Froelich's efforts to secure a mistrial have been met with questions about the judge's involvement and whether another judicial officer should be considered. The attorney also questioned one of the charges, arguing that it should be considered mutilation of a corpse rather than sexual assault, given the victim's death. Despite the heinous nature of Schabusiness's crimes, the victim's father, Michael Thyrion, expressed forgiveness toward her, emphasizing that everyone makes bad choices. Schabusiness's family members, who testified on her behalf, were left disheartened by the sentencing, but they continue to support her. Arthur Coronado, Schabusiness's father, appeared in court in an orange jumpsuit and shackles, facing his own past conviction for sexual assault of a child. Froelich pointed out that Schabusiness had a family that cared about her and argued for giving her a chance at rehabilitation. To shed light on Schabusiness's humanity, Froelich presented photos of her from before her descent into meth addiction, contrasting them with gruesome autopsy and crime scene images. He highlighted that these earlier photos reveal the person she once was, a young lady who deserved a chance at happiness. A photograph of Schabusiness smiling beside a picture of infamous serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer, known for his gruesome killings and dismemberments, was also submitted into evidence. Froelich, who had a law school connection to Dahmer's representation, humorously remarked, ", I have the lady Dahmer." The case remains a disturbing and unsettling chapter in Wisconsin's legal history, raising questions about the complex issues surrounding mental health, criminal justice, and the possibility of rehabilitation. Read the full article

[banyanstuart]

Consequences of Being Caught With Drugs in Stuart, Florida: What to Expect

What Happens If You're Caught with Drugs?

If you’re arrested for drug possession, the consequences can be very serious. Depending on the type and amount of controlled substance found, the severity of the charges can range from very minor to extremely severe. The law in Stuart, and in all states of the U.S., is designed to send a strong message – if you’re caught with drugs, you will face serious consequences. The penalties for drug possession are influenced by many factors, such as the type of drug, amount of the drug found, and the state in which the offense was committed. Generally, the type and amount of drugs found in an individual’s possession are the main determinants of the severity of the penalties. Offenders may face jail or prison time, hefty fines, and other sanctions, such as community service or drug rehabilitation programs. Here is what you should know about the consequences of being caught with drugs:

Type and amount of drugs found. The main factors that determine the consequences of drug possession are the type and amount of the drugs. Generally, individuals found with larger quantities of a controlled substance may be held to a higher standard and face more serious penalties.

Location. Laws related to drug possession may vary from one jurisdiction to the next. Depending on where you are arrested, you may face different penalties for the same offense.

Prior convictions. Prior convictions or drug offenses may also affect the severity of the charges and consequences. For example, repeat drug offenses may be classified as felonies and may carry more serious penalties.

Drug possession is a serious offense and can have varied consequences, from jail time to hefty fines. To learn more about what happens if you are caught with drugs, check out this in-depth article from Banyan Treatment Center. For more information on addiction recovery services, please visit the Banyan Treatment Center homepage.

#Drug Detox #Substance Abuse Treatment #Drug Rehab #Alcohol Rehab #Opiate Addiction

[pattyspatio]

Decriminalizing drugs, rising crime, and homelessness.

Decriminalizing drugs, rising crime, and homelessness. There is much debate about whether or not drugs should be decriminalized. Jails and prisons are full of people that are charged with possession of controlled substances. It seems that the United States arrests addicts rather than offering rehabilitative services, and this may be true as we will look at the success of other countries that…

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[banyan-philadelphia]

"Philadelphia Police Crack Down on DUI of Drugs: Signs, Statistics, and Prevention to Consider"

Effects And Consequences Of DUIs In Philadelphia

Philadelphia has laws against drunk driving, but what about driving under the influence of drugs? Driving under the influence of drugs (DUIs) is a serious offense in Pennsylvania and especially in Philadelphia. In Pennsylvania, it is illegal for any person to operate a motor vehicle under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol. Every year, countless accidents occur due to drivers driving under the influence of drugs in and around Philadelphia. This reckless behavior not only endangers the life of the driver, but those of pedestrians, bicyclists, and other drivers caught in their wake. In criminal proceedings, DUIs can mean jail time, fines, loss of license, and possible community service. All of this can add up to an enormous burden financially and emotionally. Knowing the effects and consequences of DUIs in Philadelphia can help people determine how to approach their situation and seek help if necessary. To learn more about the effects and consequences of DUIs in Philadelphia, please visit the "Driving Under the Influence of Drugs in Philadelphia" article. Below is a list of the points covered in the article:

Overview of the laws on DUIs in Pennsylvania

Risks and consequences of DUIs

Options and resources available to those charged with DUIs

One of the major points of the article is that DUIs can lead to a multitude of negative consequences and result in a costly legal burden. After reading the article, it is clear that individuals charged with DUIs should seek qualified legal assistance and substance abuse treatment from a reputable provider. If you have been charged with a DUI or are considering drug rehabilitation, then please visit Banyan Treatment Center for help. Here we provide DUI resources and evidence-based treatment for those struggling with addiction. Our staff of highly trained professionals are here to help.

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