I have seen the future-there is none...
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Posted:Jun 28, 2007 7:58 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2007 6:26 pm
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Not to start my summer on a downer but having turned in final grades, a full 1/3 of the freshman class failed at our school in 2 or more courses! My two freshman classes alone had 16 failures out of 40 and only two of my got above a 90 at any point in the term. Pathetic.
Of my 16 failures, 8 of them actually got no credit for the year at all because of attendance (lateness and cutting) and of the rest only 5 failed high enough (oxymoron?) to qualify for summer school!
Topping it off-my district won't allow me to give a below a 40 for any quarter because they say it will destroy their motivation. If you're not motivated enough to bring a pen and notebook to class but can remember your cellphone and your iPod, there's something wrong. Two of my students had actual grades for the fourth quarter of a 7 and a 4!!! You're reading that correctly.
So I'm required to boost a 's average up 10x to salvage his self-esteem even though he's now a potential felon and will repeat the ninth grade.
If private schools can boot you for a lousy average, why are public schools unable?
If you have retirement savings or a pension, cash it in now, because tomorrow's generation can't count and if you gave them instructions, they won't be able to read them.
I hate teaching. Except for summers. lol
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More posts ripped off from SexyCurvyTiger
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Posted:Jun 25, 2007 5:37 pm
Last Updated:May 19, 2009 2:06 pm
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At this point I think I owe her my firstborn but here goes anyway:
1. Do you have a tattoo?
2. How old are you?
3. Are you single or taken?
4. Eat with your hands or utensils?
5. Do you dream at night?
6. Ever seen a corpse?
7. Sugarland or Metallica?
8. Do You Hate Bush?
HERE COMES THE EQUALLY INTERESTING PART...
9. Whats your philosophy on life and death?
10. If you could do anything with me, and have no one know, what would it be?
11. Do you trust the police?
12. Do you like Country music?
13. What is your fondest memory of me?
14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
15. Would you cheat?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Have you ever peed in a pool?
18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to? e
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Which do you prefer - hat or no hat?
21. Do you Mosh at metal shows?
22. What's your favorite color?s
23. If you could bring back anyone that has passed, who would it be?
24. Tell me one interesting/odd fact about you?
25. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
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Reminiscing...Part 2
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Posted:Jun 25, 2007 11:33 am
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2016 2:39 pm
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Dee was spread-eagled on the bedspread, her well-formed legs perpendicular to her torso in invitation. I crawled between her outstretched legs, placing my throbber against her wetness and plunging forward. The heat and moistness of her sex was amazing as I lunged forward to dovetail our loins together.
Lying atop her, my chest mashing down her glistening round tits, I slowly and languidly rotated into her as our lips met and tongues danced. Her wet skin was soft as velvet and my lips traveled over her perfect cheekbones to her tapered chin and along the groove of her collarbone while my hands massaged her from shoulder to thigh. Dee crossed her muscular legs around my waist as we set into a natural rhythm.
It was quite awhile that we made love in this position until I felt the usual tingle in my balls. I didn't want to come yet so I picked her up and held her in midair until the intensity subsided before laying on my back, my cock still embedded inside her. She took over happily, grinding against me as my hands groped and flicked the fleshy globes dangling overhead.
As I drew my fingertips along the slope of her breasts to just hover over her nipples, her mouth parted and her almond eyes closed, the stimulation finally coaxing a deep groan from her as she orgasmed. I held her upright with my hands beneath her breasts as she twitched then sank forward into my chest.
I played with her pretty curls and kissed her forehead as she recuperated, her back rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Her warm lips kissed my chest appreciatively and soon they began trickling down my stomach towards my cock.
Dee adjusted her position in order to mouth my cock, teasing the head and the underside of my dick with her strong tongue. One hand rubbed my ribcage while the other cupped my balls as she drew her lips up and down my shaft. I've had good head in the past but when Dee deep-throated me in one swift pass, my eyes rolled back in my head. She alternated sucking me with stroking while taking each of my balls in her mouth, and my dick began to twitch.
By now I was ready to come and wanted to enjoy her pussy again. I took her face in my hand and guided her away, grabbing a pillow with my other hand and slipping it under her sweet ass. Grabbing an ankle in each hand, I pushed my cock against her slit and her pussy engulfed me easily. Pushing her legs back, I held onto her ass as we started fucking each other senseless. This time there was no tenderness or sweetness to our motions-I jammed myself into her like the needle in a sewing machine, my pent-up desire finally given permission to assert itself.
Six months of repressed lust welled up from my balls and I began to grunt and swear as it built. I gasped out how good her sweet cunt felt and how badly I had wanted it all semester. She moaned out her mutual desire as her fingernails raked my chest, digging into my biceps. Dee's face was twisted with spasmodic lust as she balled the sheets with one hand and turned her head to bite against them.
I was hitting the point of no-return and told her bluntly that I was coming hard and didn't think I could control myself. Dee wrapped her legs around my waist and commanded me to come in her, demanding my orgasm: "Do it, baby...come inside me! I want to feel it in me...!"
There was no holding back now. I pistoned in and out of her wetness as if she was the last fuck I would ever have and when I came, it was like a neurological meltdown. I shook all over, my hips gyrating like a jackhammer as I exploded inside her love tunnel. My come couldn't seem to wait to launch itself into her, as jet after jet of liquid lust blasted into her. I shouted madly as my balls emptied and when it was over, I lay across Dee's beautiful body, soaked with sweat, my breaths coming in deep heaves as she caressed my back and sighed into my ears.
We rested contentedly as the sexual earthquake dwindled into the sweet afterglow. We murmured kind and beautiful things to each other as our sweat pooled together and our warm muscles occasionally twitched in from the aftershock. It was only a few minutes that locked us in but it felt like a age until I broke our embrace.
Kissing my way down her body, I slid my tongue into her wet folds, determined to repay her for such an erotic experience. As I licked and sucked and ground my face into her vulva, I would dart back and forth from her clit to the inside of her thighs and up to her stomach. When my tongue penetrated into her depths, I licked my cum out of her and rose to kiss her so she could taste our lovemaking. She shivered as I did this, and when I went down again, I mouthed her whole sex with my lips and used her pussy like an ice cream cone until she orgasmed again.
Dee was breathing hard into her hand when I was finished and I stroked her all over with genuine affection. She smiled as only she could, ear to ear, as her small, strong hand found mine and gripped it tightly. There was no sound in the room but the air conditioner's hum mixed with our resonating breath and our heartbeats counting out a twelve bar blues.
We fucked twice more that night, as if our desire was a bottomless well, and the final time I mounted her doggie style so that I could grab her gorgeous Latin ass and hold her tiny waist while I filled her up once again. I hadn't had that much sex in one night since I was in college but I still didn't want to part from her. Dee as that effect on people...
Our affair was brief-we connected a few more times in early summer before life just became too complicated. When we worked again the next school year, we made it a point to be a professional as possible and concentrated on our class together.
Every so often, though, I would glance across the room at her and she would smile back at me with that secret look, and I would know we were both thinking the same thing.
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Reminiscing...
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Posted:Jun 14, 2007 2:31 pm
Last Updated:May 19, 2009 2:08 pm
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I was just at lunch today with my co-teacher who teaches special ed and works with me in the classroom. We were discussing the past year and how crazy it's been compared to last, and it occurred to me that a few years ago this month we had begun a brief but torrid affair.
Dee is a petite but curvy brunette with almond eyes that pierce like a green-eyed hawk. She's Latin and Italian and thus has the most gorgeous complexion you've ever seen, a radiant smile, thick black curls that beg to be grabbed and one of the most amazing asses I've ever seen. She's in her forties but having been a professional dancer now ensures that she looks about 30. She's also a married mother of two who never sees her husband and is consumed by the dual roles of mother and special education.
A year ago we had gone to happy hour and stayed after everyone had gone home. While she sipped Mojitos, I relaxed with a beer and we made small talk about work and family. I complained about how the girl students in our class were driving me up the wall with their constant need for attention and I couldn't understand why they were so nuts.
Dee burst out laughing and I looked at questioningly.
"You're such a dope. Do you NOT realize that they all have crushes on you?"
I was speechless. Unlike my former colleague who couldn't keep his eyes or hands off teenage girls, I've always found them chatty and irritating most of the time. Dee continued giggling.
"Haven't you ever noticed that the girls all want to sit upfront and the boys sit in the back? You can't blame them, though." she concluded.
"What do you mean?" I was still stupefied. She grinned, her nose wrinkling up as she laughed. When Dee smiles, her whole face expands to support it.
"You're so oblivious, it's adorable," she chuckled, rubbing my arm and playing with my hair. Seeing me blush, she laughed again and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I smiled wryly and she looked deep into my eyes. I could see my green tinted reflection in her iris.
"You're cute." she murmured. I shrugged lamely in agreement then kissed her back.
I missed her cheek and hit her lips.
Fifteen minutes later we were naked in a hot tub at a nearby motel. While I was filling the tub, she had gone into the bathroom to do whatever women do to prep themselves, and when Dee came out I was waiting for her in the froth.
She had stripped down to her underwear, a matching black bra and panty set that really highlighted her lush coppery skin and her dark hair. Her green eyes blazed in the half-light as she disrobed and I watched the satiny garments cling to her beautiful body on their way to the floor. Dee pulled her curls free of her hairclip, letting them drape over her shoulders as she entered the tub and pushed herself on to me.
Her wet skin clung to me as we embraced and our tongues entwined themselves lustily. Her breasts were still full and round from her last pregnancy and I let my face plummet between them to drag my lips against them. My hands roamed her smooth curves, gripping her waist before sliding around to stroke her sacrum and squeeze the gorgeous haunches of her Latin ass. My seemingly demure co-teacher purred happily as my mouth found first one then the other of her dark brown nipples, my hands exploring all of her as she began grinding her crotch into mine.
Without effort or intention, my cock slipped in as we slithered against each other. I groaned hungrily as Dee slid her pussy over my cock and we began to screw slowly and steadily, intermingling our kisses with periodic violent thrusts that heightened our desire. She corkscrewed herself around my lap, her dancer's control giving way to her roiling lust as she orgasmed, biting her lip as the spasms shook her and she slapped down against me with a groan.
I kissed my esteemed colleague tenderly as her climax subsided, running my hands up and down her sleek figure, not really trying to let her pull away. She stretched languidly as she broke our embrace, unimpaling herself from my still-hard cock. Energized, Dee stepped out of the hot tub and reached for my hand to pull me up and out.
"All right, since you've seen me, let's get a good look at you." Dee looked me over twice, licking her lips before taking hold of my cock and leading me to the bed.
"Well, now that we've finished preliminary assessment testing, let's begin applicability." I joked, following her lustily.
"No work talk." she cooed, laying herself on the bed, doing a spread eagle that only an accomplished dancer could achieve. Her sweet purple slit gleamed beneath a dark, well-trimmed strip of hair. "Do you like what you see?"
To be continued...
Anybody interested in how things finished?
Do I even need to ask that question?
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Settling in-finally!
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Posted:Jun 9, 2007 9:01 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2007 8:04 pm
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New starts are always worrisome, but as many of you have pointed out they can be the beginnings of better things.
My new place is perfect-quiet, residential neighborhood, closer to work, not too hot or cold-and I fit all my stuff in (the stuff I kept, anyhow.)The rent's cheaper than what I had been paying, too!
My brother got a new job and is still attending rehab and therapy in a dutiful manner.
My pedo colleague is fighting the sex abuse charge and will probably lose, do jail time, and lose his teaching license to boot. New hirings taking place at school as we speak.
Finished the 9th grade final exam and submitted it on time. Boss is happy-I love my boss, thus I am happy, too.
Handed in my research paper to my English professor and got an A-. Considering the rush I gave it, I'll take it!
Three weeks until summer vacation! For those of you who think teachers work part-time, I have 120 research papers and final exams to grade in 10 days. Without summer, we'd go postal.
And of course, set up a new phone line, set up cable and now I'm back online!
Where the hell is everybody?
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All moved in-and completely wiped !
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Posted:Jun 3, 2007 6:05 am
Last Updated:Jul 1, 2007 8:05 pm
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Well, I spent Memorial Day weekend lugging all my worldly possessions to the new place and of course, the Friday that I took off to pack and the Saturday that I actually moved were the hottest days of the year so far!! Ha, ha!
Luckily, the move was uneventful and I didn't have to move too far but I'm still trying to figure out where everything is since my friends and family each prepped a room-that explains why there are dish towels in my bedroom drawer.
Lots of thanks to all my blog buddies for their good wishes-I'm trying to catch up on updates but Verizon took a week to set up my new phone number b/c they wouldn't let me keep my old one (it just turned on yesterday) and my DSL won't be re-activated until next week! I hate corporations. Cable guy comes today-hopefully no screwups on that end!
Hope everyone else is doing well-we'll resume regular Midnight Ramblings soon! 
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Moving!!!
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Posted:May 22, 2007 12:37 pm
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2007 6:15 pm
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This Friday is the big day! I took a personal day from work, borrowed a van and recruited my relatives to lug all my crap to my new place. With the holiday weekend, I'll be able to unpack and set the place up in time to watch the Yankee game Sunday afternoon.
Wish me luck!!!
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Good karma or bad karma?
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Posted:May 16, 2007 6:22 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2013 2:21 pm
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This whole month and a half has been nuts! My colleague (and I use the term loosely) has been arrested for sexual offenses with his student-and he used to call me a scumbag behind my back. Man, I'm insulted.
My rent went up $300/month which I can't pay and gave me the night sweats for two weeks, so I found another place nearby that's just as big and costs $500 less per month.
My brother seems to actually be committed to his new rehab assignment now that the folks have threatened him with expulsion if he doesn't clean up. He actually gave my dad his tax refund so that he wouldn't spend it! Then he borrowed $20 to buy our mother a Mother's Day present.
My mother chose the wrong time to call Sunday and lay a guilt trip on me about making time for people and thinking about others. I decided that since her enabling and "thinking about others" is the reason my brother keeps fucking up while I have made all the right decisions in life and have nothing to show for it except a mountain of debt and a job that will never pay it off, I elected not to see her Mother's Day. Yeah, I'm a prick-but at least I'm not a drug addict.
I get a combined sinus infection and sore throat with the worst allergy attack ever that knocks me out at a party where my gf and her friends all got friendlier with each other-and the allergy meds I took knocked me out early!
I had a 15-page research paper due today that I couldn't finish because of said illness and looking for a new place but found out that last week the professor extended the due date a week, even as I stayed up late the past two days trying to knock out pages.
Final exam drafts were due in this week and I completely forgot about them because of all this other crap but my boss (who I have a crush on as it is) tells me not to worry, I can get it in tomorrow and she'll help me if need be.
I'm confused-is this all good or bad karma?
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Are you brave enough?
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Posted:May 10, 2007 1:31 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2007 7:53 am
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Considering all of the posts that I steal from SexyCurvyTiger, I'm surprised I don't owe her royalties but this was too interesting not to post:
You opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery.
Here's how it works:
Statistically speaking, unless you are a total hermit, social retard, or ugly as a bag of spoiled ass...
There's at least 1 person on your network that wants to date you or REALLY sleep with you. So..... lets play "friends with benefits"
The rules are simple... if you want to date the person who posted this, send them a msg saying "Im yours".
If you just want to sleep with them and stay friends, send them a message that says "whenever you want it ".
SCARED? LOL
THE TWIST IS YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS
& see who replies. There is at least 1 person on your network that wants to date you, and maybe more that want to truly sleep with you.
Now to await my overflowing mailbox
Since some people are Standard members and can't email, I'll settle for blog posts. (Anything to inflate my hollow ego! lol)
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Cinco de Mayo
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Posted:May 6, 2007 10:33 am
Last Updated:Jul 2, 2009 11:32 am
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The raised rent, the idiots in my department, the curse that is my brother, the ridiculous Byzantine nonsense that is graduate school, the end of the school year-I'm now officially laid up with some kind of bug that has killed my voice, sapped my energy and made my sinuses feel like the Jersey Turnpike.
And the kicker? Last night I'm at a Cinco de Mayo party at the gf's parents' house surrounded by said gf's pretty coworkers and friends who are getting jacked on margaritas and Coronas, bawdily flirting with me and hinting at "crashing" at the place with my gf and myself-so what do I do?
I fall asleep. TWICE. Why? Because I forgot that I took a Sudafed earlier that evening for my cold, then drank a raspberry margarita and promptly passed out at 11PM.
Just stamp the "L" on my forehead now.
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Why are you here?
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Posted:Apr 29, 2007 1:43 pm
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2016 8:59 pm
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I just finished reading JAzzDelight's blog on why people are on Senior Sizzle as well as Madeline's comments on getting women to respond to your emails, and it got me thinking about why I'M here. I have a gf so I don't pine for an LTR but the heavy metal guitar player in me stills pines for a lifestyle full of Jack Daniels, sweaty club gigs, backdoor blowjobs, and strippers.
That said, I have evolved to appreciate more than just the physical form since those halcyon days and am starting to figure out the link between what goes on in one head and what happens in the other!
So here, off the top of my head, is why I'm here and what I love about blogland and my fellow bloggers (most of whom happen to be female, for some reason!)
I love JazzDelight in red and black lingerie and the fact that she's totally clueless about its effects on hapless male visitors.
I love the cuts below Madeline's shoulder blades in her profile pic-hard and strong yet completely elegant and utterly feminine, just like her (and her skillfull memoir writing)!
I love that fact that Anytyme has finally broadcast her cleavage despite her shyness! 
I love how Dimples breasts stand up on their own and shout "I may teach schoolchildren but I still need to get laid!" lol
I love the gleam in Mz. Huny's pics that offer the same challenges that her blogs always end with...
I love SexyCurvyTiger's smile and how it engulfs the entire frame of her photos.
I love that SmartAssWoman's nickname is welcome truth in advertising, physically and personally!
I love the poetry that exudes from everything that Silverhawk reveals to the world.
I love the fact that DaneNH has the most eye-catching profile pic ever and the fact that I still look at it despite checking her blog out for over a year! lol
I love DeltaFox's cleavage shots because they always make you think she doesn't know you're staring.
I love how everything about BiCurious is upright-boobs, brains, moral standards, etc.
I love how Salz's nipples point right up towards those Frank Lloyd Wright-style cheekbones.
I love the fact that one day I'm going to bump into MarathonMan when he least expects it but most wants it! heh-heh
I love how CozyRed can be sexy even when she's not feeling well. *kiss*
There are obviously more but I just wanted to give a shout out to my regulars and show my appreciation for keeping my spirits up this past month!
Love and peace.
Canice
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Life sucks...how's yours?
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Posted:Apr 23, 2007 12:31 pm
Last Updated:May 2, 2007 7:09 pm
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For those of you wondering where I've been, the past 3 weeks have been complete crap and I'm ready to just pack it in and become a hermit on the beach in Mexico.
Over the Easter break, my grandmother broke her hip and had to go in for surgery.
After Easter, my landlady informed me that the town has increased the permit costs for her senior apartment permit so that my rent is going up $300/month!!!!
One of my colleagues in the department has been arrested for molesting one of his 16-year old students during extra help and is on the local news channel just as we're trying to get a budget passed for the first time in 4 years.
I got a ticket for an expired inspection sticker that my mechanic affixed incorrectly.
My brother was suspended from work for screwing up a patient's meds and has gone back to smoking pot every day instead of finding real work but still asks to borrow $20 every week (even after he stole 25 of my DVDs for coke back in Jan. and hasn't paid any of that back.)
My tuition at school went up $100 for "processing" fees even though the courses I'm required to take are only offered once a year because of their "budget."
I'm sure lots of people think that life could be worse, but I'm at the point now that I really don't particularly care. When you're stuck in a job that you realize is making no difference to anybody, you've gone into debt to satisfy the idiotic requirements of said job, and you can't afford a house in your own hometown, it's pretty clear to me that our society has gone to crap.
On the plus side, my boss wore a mini-skirt to work today and I got to ogle her legs-but that doesn't pay the bills...
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What Jail SHOULD be like!
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Posted:Apr 14, 2007 3:08 pm
Last Updated:May 1, 2007 3:27 am
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Got this from the Curvy Tiger's blog and had to repost-if you're a bleeding heart, you might want to pass...
TO THOSE OF YOU NOT FAMILIAR WITH JOE ARPAIO
HE IS THE MARICOPA ARIZONA COUNTY SHERIFF
AND HE KEEPS GETTING ELECTED OVER AND OVER.
THIS IS ONE OF THE REASONS WHY:
Sheriff Joe Arpaio (in Arizona) who created the "tent city jail":
He has jail meals down to 40 cents a serving and charges the inmates for them.
He stopped smoking and porno magazines in the jails. Took away their weights. Cut off all but "G" movies.
He started chain gangs so the inmates could do free work on county and city projects.
Then he started chain gangs for women so he wouldn't get sued for discrimination.
He took away cable TV until he found out there was a federal court order that required cable TV for jails. So he hooked up the cable TV again only let in the Disney channel and the weather channel.
When asked why the weather channel he replied, so they will know how hot it's gonna be while they are working on my chain gangs.
He cut off coffee since it has zero nutritional value.
When the inmates complained, he told them, "This isn't the Ritz/Carlton. If you don't like it, don't come back."
He bought Newt Gingrich' lecture series on videotape that he pipes into the jails.
When asked by a reporter if he had any lecture series by a Democrat, he replied that a democratic lecture series might explain why a lot of the inmates were in his jails in the first place.
With temperatures being even hotter than usual in Phoenix (116 degrees just set a new record), the Associated Press reports: About 2,000 inmates living in a barbed-wire-surrounded tent encampment at the Maricopa County Jail have been given permission to strip down to their government-issued pink boxer shorts.
On Wednesday, hundreds of men wearing boxers were either curled up on their bunk beds or chatted in the tents, which reached 138 degrees inside the week before.
Many were also swathed in wet, pink towels as sweat collected on their chests and dripped down to their pink socks.
"It feels like we are in a furnace," said James Zanzot, an inmate who has lived in the tents for 1 = years. "It's inhumane."
Joe Arpaio, the tough-guy sheriff who created the tent city and long ago started making his prisoners wear pink, and eat bologna sandwiches, is not one bit sympathetic He said Wednesday that he told all of the inmates: "It's 120 degrees in Iraq and our soldiers are living in tents too, and they have to wear full battle gear, but they didn't commit any crimes, so shut your damned mouths!"
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