From deep, deep in the cotton-pickin' red clay'd piney woods o' east Texas, I bring you the tales of my sister Bethzilla, hideous freakin' white trash welfare-cheatin' pill-popping, bowl-smoking, vodka-swilling redneck swamp thing what done crawled up out of the danged boggy bottoms of Uncertain, Texas and also of Momma, a transplanted, dirt-floored, rice paddy, hand-raised Cajun girl from the south Texas depression era. Take a look see. Go ahead, lookee.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Adjusting To Institutional Culture At The Veterans Shelter
The above video is provided for those of you U.S. military veterans who think you might be entering a Veterans Administration (V.A.) approved veterans homeless shelter anytime in the near future.
The rules there are the same as for any human warehousing facility.
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The Veteran "Poverty Pimp" Shelters I've been had a lot of gay veterans, but that was not a problem for me; my problems was everyone is labeled automatically alcoholic/addicted & mentally ill. The facilities are jammed packed with child's bunk beds for adults, rotten food bank discards, no privacy shovers & toilets, rules-rules-and more rules, mandatory 12-Step religious conversion, never-ending "How do you feel?" group therapy, "Life SkillS" nonsemse masqueraded as job training. In other words: PRISON!
ReplyDeleteSounds like the franchise I was at!
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