THE INTENSITY NEWSLETTER

THE INTENSITY NEWSLETTER

Januaury, 2003

 

LETTER FROM THE EDITOR:

We’ll the holidays are over, it’s Januaury 1^st…and I’m still fucking wasted!

Hey, hoped you checked out the links on the website. There’s some sweet shit out there on the net. Also, if you know of any “intense” sites I’d love to hear about them. The sites gonna be simple for know but perhaps in the future I can some more crazy shit with it.

The addy is www.geocities.com/intensitynewsletter. If you have any suggestions (especially if it isn’t working) please send me an email.

 

Editor in Chief,

Rhoads

 

QUOTES:

 

“Phil! Put the knife down and get the fuck off me!

B, to Phil, after B shaved Phil’s head as he was drunk and passed out the night before thanksgiving.

 

NEWS: “Detox Dierking” strikes again!

On a recent Saturday night “detox” and I were enjoying some cocktails when I deceded to split early, leaving Frank to party on his own. At 3:15am Sunday morning I recive a strange message on my phone revealing moaning (or was it singing) for a good 45 seconds.  I asummed Frank was fucked the hell up and I went back to sleep. At 7am I received another call from Frank who informed that he was in “lock down” somewhere on the south side and they had taken everything but his pants t-shirt, and cell phone (which led him to feverly clutch his pants so they wouldn’t fall off his ass because they had taken his belt). He also informed me that he could leave for 12 hours setting his release at 4:20pm even though he told them he had to be at work by 11am they would not allow him to leave. Me, very pissed off, called the detox center to get him realeased but was told that they couldn’t even confirm that he was there for “confidentiality reasons” even though I was told they could patch me though to his room phone (anybody see the contradiction here?). So Frankie wound up sitting in the tank for 12 hours. When Frank was interviewed by a social worker and asked how often he drank he replied “Every day.” When they asked him how often he drank like he did last night he replied “Some days.” When they asked if his drinking had ever stopped him from completeing his responsibilities, like work, he replied “Never, except today, when you guys wouldn’t let me leave.” And finally when asked if he thought he had a drinking problem he simply said “No.” and the social worker agreed.  Upon futher investigation it was revealed that Frank had been picked up simply sleeping in his car on Pickney St., not puking, breaking no law (no tickets were issued, not even a parking ticket!), was handcuffed for no reason, had now wasted an entire day, and now owed the detox center $295 for their “services”. What a load of fucking shit! It’s this kind of tyrancal bullshit that’s going to bring this country down to the level of 1940’s Germany! I’m ashamed that we treat our citizens this way! If the cops really wanted to help Frank, oops, I’m sorry, “Detox”, they should have given him a ride home. He wasn’t even puking on himself for shits sake! A man has every right to get fucked up! By the way, this would have never happened if he was smoking weed! Food for thought.  

 

RANT:

Black man attacks cops, cops beat black man, black man has heart attack and dies because he did a bag of PCP….black leaders outraged!

                Yep, in the city of the famed race riots of 2002, Cincinatti, black leaders are outraged that a police officer actually touched a black man. The entire “beating” was caught on the police cruiser video and depicted Nathanial Jones, whom weighs 350lbs, lunging at an officer and then repeatedly fighting back at the officers whooped his ass and yelled at him to put his”hands behind his back.”  911 was called when Mr. Jones was spotted passed out in the lawn of a fast-food resturante and when emergency personell arrived they called the police reporting the man was awake and “becoming a nuisance.” It was determined later that Mr. Jones had A. An enlarged heart. B. Cocaine in his blood. And C. PCP in his blood.  So let me get this stright, a extreamly huge man with a heart condition, whom had done copious amounts of hard core drugs attacks police officers, who beat him for it, and because he is black, the police officers are racist, bigoted pigs. Uh huh. Lets be honest with ourselves, there ARE racist cops who beat blacks for no apparent reason, but there also ARE bad people who do tons of drugs and then try to attack police officers.   I think we have a case of the latter, and I believe that black leaders should stop crying wolf at every fucking incident involving someone who happens to be black.  What their cries effectively do is discredit their arguments and stall their movement to a never ending stand still and while these “leaders” settle down in the suburban middle class neighborhood poverty rips through every state, infecting black AND white. Wise up! Division only hurts us all! Fucking Assholes!

 

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