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stopfunkinwmyheart · 1 year

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so beyond like the normal bullshit I deal with with dirty ass lying women. my own sister is a fat ass dope fiend. she is lazy as fuck, so stupid, so psychotic. just listens to her kid cry. leaves him on the bed and goes into the bathroom with the door shut to do her makeup for literally an hour at a time. she will be sitting next to him just listening to him scream while she scrolls facebook. this bitch will literally just do anything to annoy me. steals shit out of my room just for the chaos. does retarded shit just so I’ll “get mad”, as if it proves that I’m the psycho that she’s playing games with me. this is really the logic of you stupid ass bitches. you all really got me bro, I’m the one who is retarded. meanwhile she’s spoiled as fuck and anything my family doesn’t give her she just goes out and sucks dick for. she has this dude who has been good as shit to her since she was pregnant. I literally thought dude was her baby daddy. she drives him nuts just for fun and he’s always good to her until he’s had enough and leaves. she hides his phone and just does retarded shit. argues about literally anything. there is literally no helping her. you offer advice when she does dumb shit and if you don’t get ignored then she’s screaming. literally just ignores me as much as possible to try and get a rise out of me. u got me, so salty that a retarded fiend won’t say thank you or answer basic questions with human decency. she fuckin got me. and like at the end of the day the only thing I can assume is either my family is hating that I’m not smoking crack or doing dope, or I’m designated babysitter. like it really makes no fucking sense to me at all. I’ve been asking for normal ass help that literally every single person in my whole family has gotten, for 10+ years. I’m the fucking retard because I’m not smoking crack. like that’s deadass how they treat me. my mom is a bipolar crackhead and if I ask literally anything at all, like “do u know when x..” “did u talk to x...” “RERERERE THE DISHES” meanwhile our tub has been clogged for like 2 fucking weeks. you need to pull our door extra hard to open and slam it to close it. the toilet overflows every few days. I would bet my life right now that my sister clogged the tub and broke the door. she also broke a 44~ inch tv that my mom bought just months earlier. just for the chaos, because she’s a girlfiend. literally for the first year or more that we lived here I did do dishes and was the only one taking the trash out. after a while why the fuck am I going to keep doing what you ask of me when you don’t do one thing that I ask of you. my mom will work all day for like 7 dollars an hour at a place that she’s close to the dope set, then come home like 4 hours after she gets off. when she gets home the maintenance guys are gone already, tough luck, guess we’re beat on anything getting done around here. I better sprinkle comet all over, wipe the counter, and sweep the floor. then I’ll bitch like nobody is doing anything. fuck the tub, the toilet, the door. I swear to god her logic is like “look im doin shit ur not” “forget that I smoke the rent money and you can’t take a shower without using a bucket to drain the tub” “forget that I’m sleeping, out of my mind high, or not here 24/7, look at me sprinkle this comet”

like yeah. after literally over 10 years of me doing everything for all the fiends I’m not doing anything until I get some help. if that somehow turned me into the crackhead then so be it. I’ve literally tried breaking it down too. like listen. why the fuck am I going to keep mopping the floor every day if it gets us nowhere. we need our priorities in order. I can help you a lot more if I had a license. “u did the dishes 15 times”

#just to be clear I have literally been asking for a ride to the dmv since I was 17 #I'm not asking for a used car like literally everyone else got #or the money that all the fiends siphoned #just drop me off

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flipperbrain · 6 years

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The Deckhand and the Dagger

CHAPTER 13: THE KRAKEN

Summary: An evil kraken has attacked our deckhand, the fight and its aftermath threaten to tear the lovers apart.

[Ao3]

Hook tightens his choking grip and slowly backs out of the icy water, his arm is shaking with cold and effort to lift the huge animal and asphyxiate it simultaneously; his eyes remain locked on Jones every second searching for signs of life. The deckhand’s head lolls from side to side, his arms and legs hang listlessly like a doll as the creatures tentacles coil and cinch around his waist and jerk him about, using his body like a shield to protect its grotesque shape from a frontal attack.

Hook is furious and roars again at the gigantic kraken, ‘Let him go or I swear by all the Gods, I will tear you limb from limb!’ The beast squeals in pain, its free tentacles flail in the air slapping at Jones’ face and torso as Hook looks on in horror, ’stop it, STOP!!’ He screams and clenches his fist.

The demon begins emitting a garbled noise that sounds something like language, and suddenly Hook can hear it speak in his mind; its voice a grating screech that causes him to grimace and screw up his face with loathing.

‘Your desire to DEsTROY me will FAIL this day Dark One, as will your fecKLESS mission,’ it wails evilly.

‘Why are you here in this place!! Jones has caused you no harm, release him and take me instead,’ Hook shouts, ‘I vow that I will not fight you!’

‘I do not WANT you! I am driven by the darKNESS as are you my VENGEFUL friend, and I would have you BRoKEN and ruined and cripPLED by loss; the seeds of MADNESS sown once again. I will not murder your LOVER outright, but I will TAKE him from you nonetheless,’ it cackles insanely then rotates to expose the maw at its center.

A massive black beak protrudes from its slick cylindrical siphon, it opens its jaws and bites down on the deckhand’s shoulder slicing deeply through the muscle and bone. Ink spews out in a cloud of black, soaking Jones’ body, then the monster rears back and flings him like a bullet toward Hook.

He has no other option than to release the fiend and use his sorcery to stop the deckhand’s flight, capturing him in a stream of magic he lowers him gently to the sand. The kraken’s maniacal laughter rings in Hook’s head along with its final words before it disappears in a swirling vortex of pitch, ‘The darkness CANNOT be defeated.’

Hook runs to kneel beside his love, and without thinking he touches him and is instantly paralyzed by the squid ink that coats his unmoving form. His companion still breathes, but he is frozen in place and forced to look on helplessly at Jones’ wan face and blue lips, and watch as the blood pours out from the ragged gash at his shoulder onto the beach. He strains at his bonds to no avail, he is unable to give aid until the effects of the ink wear off… and he has never hated himself and his dark countenance more than in this moment. He is to blame for this. Tears stream down his face, ’Hold on my sweet, I beg you do not leave me,’ he pleads.

Useless and disgusted by his earlier behavior he sobs like a child over his best friend. He is stricken by the thought that his harsh words might be the last Jones will ever hear, his pathetic apology notwithstanding. What a worthless excuse for a man he is. This simple brave human who lays unconscious before him has the strength of legions, yet he with all of his magical prowess and feigned command of his own will, whines and cries incapable of controlling himself. He struggles to move his arms and when he cannot he bellows at the sky like a cornered animal.

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It is so dim, his vision is clouded by mist. ‘My love I am lost, where are you?’ Jones whimpers, ‘I cannot see you, please will you not help me?’ He stands with difficulty and struggles to gain his balance then blindly takes tentative steps forward; the ground is oddly soft and uneven beneath his feet, he stumbles but catches himself and reaches out with his hand to feel his way through the blackness. He is weak and cold to the bone.

Something brushes his face, like strands of hair or threads of a spiderweb and he claws at it to swipe it away, the excruciating pain in his shoulder blossoms into an unbearable agony that takes his breath away. A burning sensation spreads across his chest and down his arm, his fingertips are on fire, this must be more than just a wound he thinks.

He lurches on but without warning his feet will no longer obey him, the world tilts sideways and he falls to his hands and knees, so ill and disoriented he begins to gag and retch, vomiting water and bile onto the undulating damp surface; its texture feels strangely like skin but it is too dark to see. He crawls not knowing where he seeks to go, only wishing to escape this frightening place… but the pain is too acute. He keels over onto his side and curls into a ball, what little light that remains closes to a pin point and is extinguished.

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Hook finally breaks free of the ink’s prison and curses loudly in frustration but acts quickly, waving his hand to strip Jones of his clothing and clean the black smudges from his skin. He closes his eyes and a healing beam emanates from his palm; his hand passes back and forth over the wound on Jones’ shoulder for some length of time, but it will not close, and he does not wake.

He shakes his head at this failure but continues along the deckhand’s body, focusing on his ribs and mid-section; red circular marks left behind by the beast’s suckers clamped around him like a vise stripe his ice cold skin. Hook works until he has healed what he can and gathers his love into his arms, transporting them both back to the house with a flick of his wrist. He ignites a raging fire in the bedroom hearth and places the deckhand tenderly onto to bed then covers him with warm blankets. Jones is feverish and mumbling his name, Hook takes his hand and he cries out in pain, groaning at his touch.

What devilry is this that his magic cannot cure? He inspects the edges of Jones’ injury, though the bleeding has slowed, his torn flesh is splayed open and tinged with green. Thin trails branch out from the bite like a network of tributaries carrying the evil toxin through his skin, and he has no means or knowledge of how to cure it. Jones moans softly, his color is pallid but his heartbeat and breathing appear to be steady for the time being. Hook bends to kiss him and brush a lock of hair aside on his forehead, his mind whirling through possible solutions.

What lasting damage would this venomous bite do? He has never heard of such a thing and he thought he had heard every yarn. He supposes those caught in the clutches of such a demon have not survived to tell their tale, after centuries at sea he would surely have known such a story. He conjures clean bandages and a bowl of warm water then carefully cleans the wound with a soft cloth, Jones twists and strains under his ministrations but it cannot be helped. ’I am sorry for causing you further distress my love, I will find a way to fix you.’ He says quietly.

Hook gently wraps the deckhand’s shoulder, winding the cloth around his chest and under his arm to secure it, the wound must be covered and kept dry until he can find a cure. He prays he can eventually repair his ravaged limb, he will lose much use of it if he cannot. His blood boils looking at Jones handsome face distorted by pain, he would scorch the world and lay waste to all who cross his path if he allowed himself to unleash his wrath at this insult… but Jones would not want it, and he will not give in to his baser instincts.

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He hears a knock at the front door and scowls then transports himself to answer it, he is irritated by the interruption, but relieved to see Garrett standing on the stone slab outside with a letter in his hand. ‘A message for you Captain, a rider delivered it while you were out this morning’ he says, his eyes widen at Hook’s disheveled appearance. He is still wet from his dive into the lake, patches of sand cling to his coat and covers his breeches. The kohl he uses to rim his eyes is streaked down his cheeks, his hair hangs in lank strands on his forehead. Hook absently rakes his trembling fingers through his dark mane and takes the letter from him.

’Sir, are you quite alright?’ the caretaker asks uncertainly.

Hook’s head snaps up at the question, he is overwhelmed by the events of the day and it did not occur to him to ask the caretaker for help and he is grateful for his inquiry and concern. ’J-Jones has been injured…’ he stutters, ‘poisoned by a kraken’s bite and I cannot heal him! He needs help… a doctor perhaps and an apothecary. Can you fetch them immediately? Money is no object Garrett, and time is of the essence…’ Hook begs, his words tumbling out rapidly. He is shaking now and beside himself with anxiety.

‘A kraken?!? By the Gods, how in the world… in the lake??’ he asks with disbelief but he can see tears well up in Hook’s eyes and thinks better of more queries or lingering for answers, he accepts the word of his employer no matter how improbable it seems. The Captain has never been false and certainly not crazy in all of the years he has known him, and he will not question his wits now. He reaches out to pat Hook’s arm, ‘Of course Sir, I will head into town forthwith.’

‘Please hurry, Garrett, he is in a bad way,’ Hook pleads.

Garrett nods and rushes off to saddle his mare and gallop toward the village. He has never seen the Captain so distraught, it is quite clear the situation is extremely urgent. Jones is the kindest of men, and they do appear to be very happy together… the Captain’s temperament is wholly changed by his company.

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Jones opens his eyes and blinks several times, wondering if he has lost his sight; He can see nothing but black. The air seems thick, cold yet humid and it is difficult to breathe. He recalls being pulled from Hook’s arms and submerged beneath the freezing waters of the lake, his body bumping along through the shallows then into the deep. It happened so suddenly, only a fleeting memory of his lover and the terror on his face remains in his mind’s eye, then shocking cold and a suffocating grip. He lifts his head, the side of his face is wet and sticky with slime, or blood, or both, and he feels dizzy. So dizzy.

The pain flares anew and he winces, clenching his jaw against it. What is this place and where is Hook?! He calls out to him again, ‘Hook!’ He says weakly, ‘My love, please answer me…’ but he does not respond and Jones is dreadfully afraid of the reason; he is dead and this is hell. An eternity of unending pain and darkness is his punishment for all of his ill deeds… but what deeds exactly? He cannot put his finger on any past action so wicked that he would be damned for the doing of them.

His mind is bombarded by images of his childhood and the sound of William’s laughter. He can see his sweet freckled face shimmering before him, and the memory of his own hand clutching pale fingers for the last time before his friend was taken away to lie on his deathbed… ‘My dearest darling, do not despair. I will see you again,’ he promised and smiled a tiny smile, but it was an oath that he could not keep.

Perchance the other schoolboy’s slurs were correct and they were an aberration. Their closeness unnatural and deserving of ridicule; and the beginning of a greater crime, the physical and emotional love he shares with Hook. Now everyone and everything that he has ever cared for has been ripped away, and he is condemned to exist here alone forever.

He closes his eyes again and tries to shut out the visions that plague him.

‘No!’ He states firmly into the dark, their love is good and beautiful and strong… and by the Gods he is worthy of it. It is only fear and this sickness he feels that causes him to think such thoughts, the darkness manipulates and tries to trick and confuse, and he must steel himself against it!! If Hook is still alive, he will be searching for him of this he is certain. And if he is not, well, he cannot conceive of that possibility just now. He will wait for him until his last breath.

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Hook hears Jones’ weak cry and snaps his fingers, appearing at his bedside in and instant. ‘I am here my sweet, can you hear me?’ The poison has spread further, his arm and chest are nearly covered with green vein-like branches and now they have crawled up his neck and begun to creep across his face. Hook applies his healing magic again, hoping beyond hope that it will do some good, but his attempts are in vain, there is no reversal that he can observe.

He has little confidence that any doctor can cure this if he cannot, but he will allow them to try. A witch or a wizard is needed. And a powerful one. He transports himself to the library and begins to peruse various titles, there are several books on poisons, potions and elixirs and a large volume that discusses spells and sorcery. His collection does not include many topics that do not deal with the real world, at least as he once saw it, and unfortunately he has not had the need to add such information in the years since the darkness invaded him.

He gathers the selections and is set to return and sit at the desk to search for an answer, when he sees the hilt of the dagger jutting out from between two books of poetry. He shakes his head at Jones hiding place but leaves it be and adds Shelley to his stack, then whisks himself back to the bedroom. ‘Where is Garrett?!’ He sighs heavily, impatient for this latest traumatic chapter to end and his love to return to wellness, Jones has been sorely abused in their time together.

The caretaker’s name sparks a recollection, the letter he delivered is damp and crumpled in the pocket of his coat thrown over the chair. He stands to retrieve it and catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror, he is shocked by his unkempt visage and it is no wonder Garrett was taken aback.

With a gesture he dons a dry blouse and breeches then reaches for the decanter on the desk, splashing a tall draught of brandy into a crystal tumbler on the adjacent tray. He takes a long pull from it welcoming the burn of the liquid as he swallows, then breaks the seal on the envelope and skims its contents. It is a reply from the Admiral of the fleet, Jones has been fully discharged from service. The words on the page are grudging to be sure but the Admiral did not mistake his threats and did as he requested. Signed and sealed by the man himself. Choking back tears, he turns to Jones and whispers, ‘You are free, my sweet.’

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Hook sits lost in his study but tense and alert to Jones’ every movement. The gentle rap on the doorframe and the sound of Garrett’s voice startles him from his research, ‘Captain? The doctor and his assistant are here along with the Apothecary,’ he says then bows slightly and takes his leave. ’Thank you Garrett,’ hook calls after him.

A tall man in his elder years introduces himself as Dr. Martin Fleming, his nurse and oldest daughter Anne trails behind with Mr. Flores the pharmacist.

Hook shakes the hands of each but wastes no time explaining the harrowing events that took place earlier that day. His tale is greeted by huffs of skepticism and he struggles to keep his temper in check.

‘You do know who I am do you not?’ He says sharply, ‘you would be wise to heed my words, my mood could be quite unpredictable this day. Now go about your work and I would warn you to be thorough and use every method at your disposal to cure him.’ He says finally before moving toward Jones’ still form.

He lovingly pets his hair and presses the back of his hand against his cheek, ‘My sweet, these kind people are here to help you,’ he says softly then shoots a piercing glance at the group who now huddle together at the foot of the bed. ‘I will be nearby if you need me,’ he assures him then snaps his fingers to stoke the fire. ‘I will leave you now to examine him but I am only a whisper away,’ he looks pointedly at the frightened trio whilst gathering the books on the desk, then disappears in a cloud of red smoke.

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Hook pours himself another brandy and takes a sip, he knew a physician was a fruitless endeavor, they do not believe him and clearly have no earthly understanding of this poison. He tosses back the alcohol and looks at the empty crystal tumbler in his hand. The glints of light sparkling on its surface remind him of the night before, lying together naked and sated, the flames dancing in his lover’s eyes. How he wishes he could turn back time and return to that happy moment. ‘Damn that beast to hell!’ he shouts and throws the glass in anger and frustration, smashing it in the fire.

Sophia appears from the kitchen, unnerved by his exclamation and the sound of breaking glass, ‘¡Dios mío!’ she gasps, standing with her arms akimbo. Hook slumps onto the sofa and glances at her, his eyes red-rimmed and filled with sorrow… and her heart breaks for him. Garrett had haltingly explained the dubious circumstances behind Jones’ illness before he left, ’The master of the house is quite tense and worried, perhaps a hearty stew for this evening’s meal?’ he suggested before exiting.

She is not so quick to dismiss Hook’s account as the others have been. She has witnessed much in her life, some incredible feats in the past few days alone performed by the man suffering near the fireplace, she was a true believer in magic even before taking on this temporary position. Her husband’s life was saved by a witch when no doctor could help him.

She laments that Jones is unwell, she had immediately liked him and his youthful delight for her food; he crept into the kitchen when her back was turned to steal a morsel at every opportunity. She laughed and shooed him away but was not-so-secretly pleased by his antics, he grinned at her and whispered ‘blueberry muffins’ as he scampered out of the reach of her spoon. She can imagine his glee when he saw them this morning, and she would see him smile again.

She considers a moment then walks over to the cart in the corner, pours another brandy and hands it to Hook, then picks up the small broom next to the hearth and begins the sweep up the shards of glass on the floor. ‘Do not bother with that,’ he sighs then waves his hand and the pieces disappear, ‘Help yourself to a drink if you wish it.’

It is not appropriate for a cook to indulge and be so familiar with an employer but she does not care, it was his invitation to partake after all. She prefers whiskey however, and splashes two fingers from a second decanter into a glass for herself. It is smooth as silk on her tongue and must be very expensive indeed. She would help him if she can and decides to offer it if he will listen. She breathes deeply then sits next to Hook on the small couch and begins to relate the story of La hechicera.

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acidamadeus · 4 years

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handicapbola75 · 4 years

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The characteristic of a humanized society is the means by which well it treats its most vulnerable individuals. For this situation, the feeble individuals are those experiencing betting addictions. Likewise with most addictions, it quite often has a gradually expanding influence, since their companions and families additionally experience the ill effects of the unavoidable budgetary misfortune. As indicated by this site, 2.6% of the U.S. populace has a type of betting issue. Separating it by sexual orientation, 1.2% of men and 0.1% of ladies are urgent speculators. Is it true that we are doing what's needed to support them?

I've bet in a club just a single time in my life, so I have practically no involvement with this condition, however I recently accepted that club would ban impulsive players from entering the premises, much the same as con artists. As indicated by these posts on Quora, when a supporter is discovered cheating, their photo is taken and gone into a database, s/he is accompanied from the premises, and is restricted from the club. On the off chance that that individual attempts to enter the gambling club, s/he will be accused of intruding.

I recently expected that something comparable was done to keep urgent speculators from returning. For reasons unknown, I wasn't right. As indicated by this article in The Atlantic, club really empower betting addicts. There are self-avoidance programs, in which a difficult card shark intentionally demands to be restricted from the gambling club. Be that as it may, as indicated by this CBC report, self-avoidance doesn't work. This ABC news story clarifies that club in reality gather information on issue speculators and have the assets to recognize them, however few are utilizing it. It's frustrating, yet I'm not astounded that club are naturally progressively increasingly worried about getting miscreants, since that influences their primary concern more than betting addicts.

My Proposal

I've concocted a fractional arrangement, one that will work for the individuals who play gambling machines.

Table games are simpler to police, since there is ordinary human communication between the players and the vendor. The vendor would be bound to remember somebody who has been restricted from the gambling club. I would envision there are additionally more cameras (with their facial-acknowledgment innovation) prepared on the table players, since there are more approaches to cheat at a table game than at a gaming machine.

Gaming Machines

This is the thing that I imagine:

In the event that somebody is recognized as a fiend, either without anyone else ID or by means of a care group, the gambling club will give that individual a card, the size of a charge card. The player's financial data will be encoded onto this card, and it will work just in the gambling club that issues it.

The card is embedded into a uniquely changed gambling machine before playing. The client at that point enters some login qualifications, either a PIN code, a unique mark or a facial/retina examine.

The player embeds cash or tokens into the gaming machine, and plays as s/he ordinarily would.

The machine monitors how much the player has spent, and the amount they've won, and toward the day's end, the negative equalization is kept go into the player's ledger.

The prize cash is likewise restricted, with the goal that it never surpasses what they have stored into the machine. There are not any more gigantic payouts, which implies that the club won't lose any of their own cash.

Toward the finish of the meeting, the player essentially expels the card and departs the gambling club, realizing that the cash spent playing will be kept go into their financial balance.

This framework is attentive, and simply like the wellspring, somebody strolling by wouldn't know whether a gaming machine was being played by a habitual card shark, or an ordinary benefactor. Does the cash stream into the gambling club's coffers, or is it a shut framework, streaming go into the player's financial balance? You can't tell, which keeps the player from being freely disgraced.

My proposition won't keep the player from betting – that order needs to originate from inside, and with the assistance of care groups – yet on the off chance that they backslide, at that point at any rate there won't be any critical money related outcomes. I understand that the club won't bring in any cash on the enthusiastic card shark, yet this is a little cost to pay for social duty. Their business made the issue, subsequently (as I would like to think) the least they can do is attempt to relieve the budgetary harm.

Forestalling Fraudulent Use

Clearly, this thought needs some refinement. On the off chance that you had one of these cards, I'm certain the primary thing you would do subsequent to playing the gambling machines for some time is leave and "overlook" to expel your card, with the goal that the individuals playing that specific machine after you will have the entirety of their cash stored into your financial balance.

That is the reason there should be a nonstop observing framework, to guarantee that it isn't utilized falsely. Maybe a unique mark filter or a PIN code passage each time you pull the gaming machine handle. Preferably, there ought to be cameras inserted in each gaming machine, confronting the player, so that those on the rejection rundown (or anybody prohibited from the gambling club) would be labeled quickly by the facial acknowledgment programming, which would then call security. In any case, I can't see gambling clubs putting away that sort of cash at any point in the near future, since the final product of this speculation would be not to acknowledge the players cash. There's no budgetary motivation.

On the off chance that we will make a superior society, at that point we must be thoughtful to one another, and we can begin by helping our most fragile individuals in their period of scarcity. On the off chance that somebody needs support beating a habit that likewise influences those near them, at that point this would be a promising initial step. It would shield the issue from getting more awful, and would go far in diminishing the quantity of lived demolished by habitual betting.

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anthonybialy · 4 years

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Loving Self-Hate

Man, the president sucks. I don't care which one it is. There's something reassuring about despising whoever fills a vacancy at a prominent federal position.

It's our right to hate a fellow citizen who thinks his temp job means he knows what's best for us. But far too many neglect that check and balance in favor of raging at those daring to disrespect the dreamboat pluperfect president they backed. Disagreeing is subversive, and Americans shouldn't have the audacity to think differently than the head of state.

Maybe take notice at how everyone who wants the office is eager to tell you what to do. It's hard to reign over others as a private citizen. The force of law makes orders pleasantly compulsory for egomaniacs unable to mind their own business.

The urge to boss sadly afflicts both alleged sides. But participants still pretend their Venn diagrams don't overlap, as opposing anyone wearing a different jersey makes them think they're important. Watch liberals complaining Republicans act liberally if you'd like to see the power of tribes.

The urge to order is particularly evident in a president who made a virtue out of not knowing what he thinks before he speaks. Donald Trump has spent most of his life as a Democrat, which is a fun thing to remind his fiercest enemies. Try to contain the glee in your voice.

Liberals suddenly freaking out about trade wars are new to the party. They won't switch logos or anything, but at least they recognize that what they believe brings harm. It's all thanks to a Republican president who rarely remembers to be conservative.

Trump's biggest benefit has been making liberals oppose their own principles. Let's call it inadvertent. Adding fees to everyday life has never been a problem before. You'll never guess who noticed that costs increase when the government mucks up commerce. Products siphon more cash from wallets even if the tax isn't direct, you say? I have just the Ayn Rand novel for you to trudge through.

Tariffs are the one tax that's unacceptable, but only when Orange Bully deems them as vengeance for being ripped off by nefarious global figures he can't quite identify. Barack Obama could've proposed identical measures to make our stuff more costly if he had wanted liberals to adore them. There wouldn't even be a need to change the wording: getting part of the country to agree to cede control to their preferred messianic executive dolt is all about delivery.

Debt is a problem depending on if you voted for the presidential candidate who lost. Spending money we don't have on things we don't need is a horrid offense against our children if the other party wants it. Both sides spend fortunes we don't have on criminally stupid initiatives to make citizens do what they would if something's worthy and would avoid if it's a waste. Bipartisanship is rarely as euphoric as portrayed.

Presume everyone on the other side is a disagreeable twit who wants to profit off infecting orphans with measles. That's how we have open-minded dialogue. Teams may as well have been assigned randomly based on how often ostensible foes agree with each other on the worthiness of the hideous administrative state being better at managing transactions than those whose money is involved. Brace for gang turf wars between people whose license plates end in even and odd numbers.

The most thrilling gang rumbles are waged between dirtbags who agree with each other. Don't interrupt brawls we should enjoy viewing. Stabbings are based on a misinterpretation of the thesaurus, as far too many voters think Republican is a synonym for conservative. Pretending the party has any connection to shrinking government is the biggest misidentification since the plant-based burger.

Speaking of confused palates, take labels off to make everyone baffled. It's easier to see what party is doing what and cheer or shriek accordingly than ponder if the action taken is correct.

Pondering the merits of stances is a hassle, and who wants to be that informed? People must know if someone aligned with Mitch McConnell or Chuck Schumer is for, say, blowing up Iran's fiends before deciding if removing scumbags is wise.

Identifying parties is easier when they pretty much back the same stupid junk. If you're obsessed with distinguishing them, one still occasionally pretends that Washington is horrid at running your life. Hypocrisy is crucial for distinctions.

There's nobody left who notices government is supposed to be limited in part because it sucks at everything. The Party of Trump used to pretend they'd cut needless spending, which is like me promising to guard your last beer.

Telling others what to do is now an inevitability like pretending Bill Belichick will ever retire. Satan's deals don't expire. Republicans distinguish themselves from that other party of unconscionable overreach by claiming to be better at managing your life by law.

The surrender initiative was spearheaded by a supposed outsider who couldn't make a business where customers lost money in slot machines profitable. Pretending to be an outsider is particularly unhelpful for someone who preserves everything everyone on the inside wants to remain in place.

Liberals fume at Trump as the toughest president ever cowers from making even the smallest cut to steady spending increases. To complete the charade, they loathe him for being nothing but an image.

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The New Model for a Health-First Approach to Legalizing Weed

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Recreational marijuana will no longer be a priority for Canada’s criminal-justice system. This week the Senate passed legislation that will make the country the second in the world to strictly regulate weed—but technically legalize it—beginning in October. The first was Uruguay, so Canada is the first major economy, and an experimental model for the rest of the world that will inform policy for decades to come.

Canada’s approach offers much promise from a health perspective. “This is the most well deliberated and crafted legalization legislation in the world,” says Andrew Freedman, who led the creation of a regulatory framework for Colorado’s marijuana legalization. “Canada approached the creation of the production, management, and distribution with a public-health lens. I’m excited to see what happens with health outcomes compared to Colorado, where it really is a more capitalist model.”

From a public-health perspective, the ideal marijuana policy would maximize benefits to the criminal-justice system while minimizing social and health effects of abuse and misuse. Indeed the move comes in the same week that researchers at Columbia University’s Mailman School of Public Health raised concern that marijuana use is becoming more common in the United States “in the context of increasingly permissive cannabis legislation, attitudes, and lower risk perception.”

Not long after leaving Harvard Law School, Freedman was cast into an unprecedented role as the first-ever governor's director of marijuana coordination (sometimes referred to as the “marijuana czar”). Having been thrown head-first into an unprecedented role, he now runs a consulting company working with other states on policy implementation—in part to avoid repeating his mistakes in Colorado. Freedman was excited by the fact that the goal in Canada is “to meet demand for cannabis, but the approach isn’t as commercial or profit-driven as what you’d generally see in the U.S.”

Details of the regulatory framework remain to be seen, The New York Times reports, but a few elements stand out as health safeguards: There will be “strict limits” on advertising, and marijuana will “likely be sold in uniform packages that carry health warnings as their only decoration,” and candies and other edibles will be banned.

This level of regulation has been criticized by some marijuana advocates, and it would have seemed excessive to me when I first reported on marijuana legalization in Colorado in 2014. I didn’t expect to hear many health-related objections—especially as compared to other substances that account for so much more harm. Indeed the sheriff of Pitkin County, Joe DiSalvo, told me that not much had changed in the months since dispensaries started opening. He pushed back against my obligatory questions about whether Aspen had been overrun by marijuana and “dope fiends.”

Later that night at a bar down the street from his office, though, I found myself on stage moderating a much heavier discussion with two affable young men who turned out to be very concerned about legalization. They made a passionate case that the state wasn’t ready to regulate such an industry, and that a public-health crisis loomed—once what they called “Big Marijuana” started marketing and profiting in the ways of so many other politically influential entities.

I felt irresponsible as a doctor for not having considered how slippery the slope could become in the longer term. Their argument, essentially: The streets were quiet now, but in short order, Big Marijuana could be the next Big Tobacco or Big Alcohol or Big Soda. The forces of capitalism would see the streets flooded with weed and weed-laced products, ever more potent and ever more desirable. Marketing messages would teach us that daily marijuana use was good or even necessary. Once the industry got the money and lobbying power it needed, regulations would grow more and more relaxed. As regulation and enforcement waned, the few storefronts that didn’t end up peddling THC in some form—edible, smokable, vape-able, topical, insertable—might feature vending machines or ads for weed. There could be enormous neon billboards with cartoon characters selling weed candy at amusement parks. And it won’t just be about the kids. People in grocery-store checkout lines who had no prior interest in weed would opt to pick up a THC-infused granola bar, and then they would start buying one every day. Politicians who attempted to rein in the chaos would be pilloried and ousted by Big Marijuana lobbyists.

Though there is precedent for such concerns, from fossil fuels to health insurance, this has yet to happen with marijuana. The rollout in Colorado was far from perfect, but many retroactive regulations were able to be implemented to address ongoing issues like the use of home-growth practices and pesticides, selling and transporting across state lines, driving while high, driving while not-high-but-also-not-entirely-sober, standardization of dosing, and labeling. In 2014 I purchased THC-laden candy that looked identical to Sour Patch Kids, and the recommended dose was half of one piece of the candy. The potential for confusion and harm there was obvious.

By Freedman and others’ admission, the Colorado rollout was undertaken without an ideal evidence base, and without precedent to inform plans for all of the complications that would arise. It was and remains an experiment, and Canada’s will be as well—inevitably imperfect, but promising because the country is better positioned to stay in control of the substance than the United States.

While Freedman believes U.S. regulators have not become beholden to industry influence in the way of the most dystopian forecasts, the possibility should be in the minds of public-health advocates and policy makers. “We’re right in the middle of that battle,” he told me. “It’s not a fait accompli. There are plenty of things that communities can do to come together to create countervailing forces against overreach by the industry. There’s plenty that enlightened industry itself can do to keep bad actors at bay.”

Increasing the number of occasional consumers isn’t necessarily a health concern—especially if consuming marijuana replaces drinking alcohol or using other drugs. But there is concern about perverse incentives in the industry, as have been seen over the decades with tobacco and alcohol, where roughly 80 percent of the product goes to 20 percent of the users. For these people, overuse is somewhere between a concern and a serious problem.

Right now the U.S. marijuana industry is a convergence of markets, where the legal industry is still mostly siphoning business from the illegal industry. But once the black market is tapped, there can be incentive to grow that 20 percent. It’s most profitable to cultivate lifelong, heavy users. In the cases of tobacco and alcohol, the strategies were to get people to use more or to start using earlier.

So the critical balance of effective marijuana policy is to incentivize producers to make enough to meet demand, but not to substantially grow the market. In Uruguay, where marijuana went on sale at some pharmacies last year, the government-controlled supply chain has not met demand, and a national shortage has kept the black market in business. In Canada, the supply will be privatized but regulated by the federal government, and the states will be involved in retail to various degrees. Academically, this will allow comparisons between provinces that impose tighter regulations on advertising and distribution—doing more to minimize profit incentives than others. The effects on demand, crime, and health outcomes will be cited in future policies around the world, on an ever more informed march away from prohibition.

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nancygduarteus · 6 years

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The New Model for a Health-First Approach to Legalizing Weed

Recreational marijuana will no longer be a priority for Canada’s criminal justice system. This week the Senate passed legislation that will make the country the second in the world to strictly regulate weed—but technically legalize it—beginning in October. The first was Uruguay, so Canada is the first major economy, and an experimental model for the rest of the world that will inform policy for decades to come.

Canada’s approach offers much promise from a health perspective. “This is the most well deliberated and crafted legalization legislation in the world,” said Andrew Freedman, who led the creation of a regulatory framework for Colorado’s marijuana legalization. “Canada approached the creation of the production, management, and distribution with a public-health lens. I'm excited to see what happens with health outcomes compared to Colorado, where it really is a more capitalist model.”

From a public-health perspective, the ideal marijuana policy would maximize benefits to the criminal justice system while minimizing social and health effects of abuse and misuse. Indeed the move comes in the same week that researchers at Columbia University’s Mailman School of Public Health raised concern that marijuana use is becoming more common in the United States “in the context of increasingly permissive cannabis legislation, attitudes, and lower risk perception.”

Not long after leaving Harvard Law School, Freedman was cast into an unprecedented role as the first-ever Governor's Director of Marijuana Coordination (sometimes referred to as the “marijuana czar.”) Having been thrown head first into an unprecedented role, he now runs a consulting company working with other states on policy implementation—in part to avoid repeating his mistakes in Colorado. Freedman was excited by the fact that the goal in Canada is “to meet demand for cannabis, but the approach isn’t as commercial or profit-driven as what you’d generally see in the U.S.”

Though there is precedent for such concerns, from fossil fuels to health-insurance, this has yet to happen with marijuana. The rollout in Colorado was far from perfect, but many retroactive regulations were able to be implemented to address ongoing issues like the use of home-growth practices and pesticides, selling and transporting across state lines, driving while high, driving while not-high-but-also-not-entirely-sober, standardization of dosing and labeling. In 2014 I purchased THC-laden candy that looked identical to Sour Patch Kids, and the recommended dose was half of one piece of the candy. The potential for confusion and harm there was obvious.

By Freedman and others’ admission, the Colorado rollout was undertaken without an ideal evidence base, and without precedent to inform plans for all of the complications that would arise. It was and remains an experiment, and Canada’s will be, as well—inevitably imperfect, but promising because the country is better positioned to stay in control of the substance than the U.S.

While Freedman believes U.S. regulators have not become beholden to industry influence in the way of the most dystopian forecasts, the possibility should be in the minds of public-health advocates and policy makers. “We're right in the middle of that battle,” he told me. “It's not a fait accompli. There are plenty of things that communities can do to come together to create countervailing forces against overreach by the industry. There’s plenty that enlightened industry itself can do to keep bad actors at bay.”

So the critical balance of effective marijuana policy is to incentivize producers to make enough to meet demand, but not to substantially grow the market. In Uruguay, where marijuana went on sale at some pharmacies last year, the government-controlled supply chain has not met demand, and a national shortage has kept the black market in business. In Canada, the supply with be privatized but regulated by the federal government, and the states will be involved in retail to various degrees. Academically, this will allow comparisons between provinces that impose tighter regulations on advertising and distribution—doing more to minimize profit incentives than others. The effects on demand, crime, and health outcomes will be cited in future policies around the world, on an ever more informed march away from prohibition.

from Health News And Updates https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2018/06/what-canada-is-doing-right-with-marijuana/563279/?utm_source=feed

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ionecoffman · 6 years

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The New Model for a Health-First Approach to Legalizing Weed

By Freedman and others’ admission, the Colorado rollout was undertaken without an ideal evidence base, and without precedent to inform plans for all of the complications that would arise. It was and remains an experiment, and Canada’s will be, as well—inevitably imperfect, but promising because the country is better positioned to stay in control of the substance than the U.S.

While Freedman believes U.S. regulators have not become beholden to industry influence in the way of the most dystopian forecasts, the possibility should be in the minds of public-health advocates and policy makers. “We're right in the middle of that battle,” he told me. “It's not a fait accompli. There are plenty of things that communities can do to come together to create countervailing forces against overreach by the industry. There’s plenty that enlightened industry itself can do to keep bad actors at bay.”

So the critical balance of effective marijuana policy is to incentivize producers to make enough to meet demand, but not to substantially grow the market. In Uruguay, where marijuana went on sale at some pharmacies last year, the government-controlled supply chain has not met demand, and a national shortage has kept the black market in business. In Canada, the supply with be privatized but regulated by the federal government, and the states will be involved in retail to various degrees. Academically, this will allow comparisons between provinces that impose tighter regulations on advertising and distribution—doing more to minimize profit incentives than others. The effects on demand, crime, and health outcomes will be cited in future policies around the world, on an ever more informed march away from prohibition.

Article source here:The Atlantic

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