A New Ministry For Christian and Jewish Hard-Drug Users

The former treasurer of the Church of Meth, Mat Dempsey, and yours truly, Daniel A. Martinez (prophet of the Church of Meth’s initiation) have reached an agreement regarding funds donated to the now defunct meth legalization movement (the Church of Meth) which were appropriated to the church’s 12-step program of recovery from meth addiction. The Church of Meth is survived by its website (Church of Meth (google.com)) as well as my personal ministry’s website when I touted being the sole prophet of the church (Official Website of the Prophet of the Church of Meth, His Highness Daniel Arnulfo Martinez (google.com). Neither of these websites are being updated anymore. The Church of Meth is also survived by many believers in the series of revelations I received as prophet including many readers of this blog. It is also survived by spirits who live longer than human beings. They have vowed to uphold all three prophecies from God regarding how humankind is to use methamphetamine (specifically by ingestion of the pharmaceutical pill Desoxyn and not by smoking, snorting or injecting it and never in its transubstantiated form of crystal meth as such is sacred to God).

I have decided to devote myself as an emissary, or Apostle, of Jesus Christ to the work of the first prophecy which is namely to help hard-drug users cut back on their use, kick the habit, and free themselves from the bondage of addiction. The cure for most addictions is the 12-step program as first taught by Alcoholics Anonymous. I am not affiliated with these Anonymous programs except for the fact that I used to attend their meetings. While we are merely borrowing what groups like Narcotics Anonymous, Crystal Meth Anonymous, and Nicotine Anonymous freely gave me to help themselves in their own struggles, this being borrowed from the original Alcoholics Anonymous, we believe that it is God’s written plan for overcoming any addiction. It is the 12-step program of recovery.

I have now signed off on the startup investment of what will be called the Assembly of Recovery. It has nothing to do with the Church of Meth except for the fact that some charitable contributions to the Church of Meth were set aside for strictly recovery efforts. Also, some of the charity was noted for use of the prophet’s personal mission. I have regained control of these two funds and have pledged over $10,000 of my social security income for the next year to fund the new Assembly of Recovery.

I have worked all 12 steps and am in a recovery phase of staying clean in between relapses. This is how I will practice step 12: I will aid others as a peer in their recovery and share the 12-step program with as many addicts of meth and heroin as possible. These are my two drugs of choice.

First, I will rent out an office in downtown Phoenix. There are 2 sites I am considering. From there, I will do some desktop publishing for the Assembly of Recovery maybe 4 or 5 hours a day and volunteer to stand at the corners of 1st Ave. & Jefferson and Central Ave. & Washington with a sign handing out tracts and brochures for another three or four hours a day.

I will also offer one-to-one peer counseling in my office by appointment. I do not have a degree in psychotherapy nor a certificate for social work but I will tout freedom of religion as the Assembly of Recovery will be a faith-based program of recovery from meth and heroin addiction. Add one more New Age Christian movement to the growing list of Protestant denominations. The Assembly of Recovery teaches moral, ethical, and religious principles as taught by Judaism and Christianity, but we embrace all faiths (even Eastern religion). Our doctrine is simply that Yah (God the Father) does not will addiction on any of his human spirit children.

I expect those who wish to take advantage of our services to learn a little bit of Hebrew language and culture, but as we are an American assembly, we do speak English. It doesn’t matter whether you call Source Parent your Allah, Yah, Elohim, Allahu, Eloah, or God the Father. What matters is whether you are living your life for His esteem or glory. Note: the Assembly of Recovery favors the Hebrew word ‘El’ (in English, “the Almighty”) when praying to the sole deity we worship in adoration. But in looser contexts it is okay to refer to Him as ‘Elohim,’ (or “the God(s)” a.k.a. Mother-Father). In Hebrew it is correct to refer to one subject in the plural if their greatness is respected as due. In day-to-day chit-chat just calling Him God is okay. God the Father or Heavenly Father is a tad bit more respectful. Certain prophecies as revealed to me while I was prophet of the Church of Meth refer to Him as Source Parent and this is perfectly fine.

But remember, Jesus Christ’s real name was Yahusha HaNoztri (Jesus of Nazareth) and he was definitely a Jew. He spoke Hebrew. He followed the Law of Moses as revealed in the Old Testament. He was circumcised as a baby. And he was a renowned Yahudi rabbi. He even taught in the Set-Apart Place (the Temple at Jerusalem). Jesus practiced monotheism! The Assembly of Recovery can only have one Higher Power (one God) as we can only be a monotheistic assembly.

You do not have to be a monotheist to want to remove the shackles of torture imposed on you by addiction to meth and heroin. But we do ask that you have an open mind. Bring your religion you grew up on to us and we will give you even more religion to make you better! Even Eastern religion teaches the concept of a Brahman, or a single god. Some mystics believes that the one true God reveals himself as Creator (Brahma), Sustainer (Vishnu) and Transformer (Sheeva). If you can come to believe that Brahma, Vishnu, and Sheeva, the so-called trinity of Eastern polytheism, is strictly one Brahman then there may be a place for you here if you are desperate to overcome meth and heroin addiction. Abrahamic mystics believe that God reveals Himself as 7 Archangels. Michael, or Mika’El, is the mirror-image of Yah. Gabri’El is the Word of God (the Messenger of the Message of God). Rapha’El is the Health or Life Of Elohim. Uri’El is the Function and Form of the Almighty (the chief patron of Beauty). Furthermore, there are 3 more Chief Messengers, or Archangels, of El. God the Most High (El Elyon) is certainly not 7 gods! There is only one God!!

A Libertarían Manifestó

Here in los Estados Unidos of the American nation south of Canada, we have one perennial political third party. In the most recent elections, our competition has been more liberal third parties which does the disservice to us of making us look conservative, at least economically.

Admittedly, our party is chock-full of rich bastards and homeless scum. I’m one of the few that is a homeless bastard with rich bums as parents. But that’s besides the point.

I urge all Americans to vote Libertarian whenever possible. It doesn’t matter if we are liberal or conservative on any issue. We’re the only party that will extend liberties through both sides of the aisle. Any house that is divided against itself is qualified to chair as the government. That’s because the government is supposed to grant liberties whenever possible.

On the abortion issue, for instance, Libertarians help pro-choice Americans by extending the liberty of planned parenthood. We help the pro-life community by limiting Planned Parenthood’s subsidy income and encouraging Americans to practice civil liberties such as prayer and donating to charities — especially if they identify as Libertarian like the future Church of Meth and the up and coming Assembly of Recovery do.

Libertarianism encourages performance of civic duties. And it also encourages performance in the private sector. Private practices that also knock out civic duties are to be funded by the current status quo who takes our income as taxes without representing us.

Let the former prophet represent you. With God on your side, how can you lose?

The current government confides in me with a residual income of over a grand a month to do with however I wish. These reparations of all the taxes I ever paid in all my American reincarnations are handed over to me because of a disability.

But I can say with a straight face that in a free country, under God and Libertarians, I will no longer be disabled. I will gladly turn over my social security income for an even bigger check. God willing, of course.

Pornographic Powers of Prophetic Bingo

Many so-called religious sects are really just sex cults — even if they are well established schools of spiritual thought. People often ask why prophets and cult leaders are more likely to be pedophiles, polygamists, homosexuals, hypocritical ultra-conservatives, homophobes, and sexual predators. The problem many people have with religion in general is that oftentimes it tries to govern attitudes about love, sex, romance, family planning and execution, and control the secret elephant in the bedroom. Wasn’t all that supposed to be private affairs between individuals or maybe even families?

Government usually has a solid role in criminalizing unethical forms of sex such as rape, molestation, harassment, and child corruption. Most nations even outlaw adultery. A few go as far as illegality of fornication and legal betrothal procedure.

Let’s assume that sex law began when the cavemen found themselves enforcing virginity and the loss of it among their young. It was either that or prohibiting occurrences of sex that lead to jealousy. As soon as the hunter-gatherers made the connection between sex and pregnancy, they probably tried to regulate reproduction. Anyway, legislation and criminal law surrounding our most intimate affairs has evolved since those former times.

Now we have condoms, pornography, an integration of church and state with regards to marriage (court house weddings), and bigger brains thus bigger imaginations with which to formulate seduction strategies as well as more medical knowledge to abort or terminate a pregnancy. In the future, vasectomies and tubal ligations will be widely available, inexpensive (perhaps government subsidized), and unstigmatized (religion may adapt hostility towards such forms of birth control to them being acceptable to God).

If God does indeed change his mind in the future about humans giving up reproductive faculties in exchange for unlimited penile-to-vaginal sex then he will also change his mind about cryogenically freezing eggs and sperm. Then, through in vitro fertilization, humans who do gain the ability to fuck without ever knocking someone up or getting knocked up themselves won’t lose the ability to rear children in the future.

Furthermore, it is possible that one day abortions will be performed by the same assembly as death penalty executions — the government. Just like judges pull the lever at the electric chair in Texas and Marines shoot the rifles in a Utah firing squad, a single payer healthcare state could pay liposuction surgeons to perform abortions. Then of course churches would want to adopt God’s will and priests and clergymen all will be able to administer death. Bingo criminals or cheating babies? It’s all the same.

The reason why the law of man is further advanced than the laws of the Almighty is because governments that grant liberties are more likely to be super powers than overly restrictive religions. But if we allow government, we could gain more liberties or it is possible that they become the overly restrictive force while religion actually does its job and reconcile people to God concerning their sins. God forbid.

God never changes. So God will never forgive gambling for gain, promiscuous behavior, and cheating (on your spouse or in the bingo room). Unless prophets are allowed to have multiple underaged wives, of course. Then, the liberties will trickle down from the Pope to you and I and every libertine who believes in homosexual as well as heterosexual marriage. Interracial porn, anyone?

Are religious prophets crazy or stupid?

Depending on whether they hold an office in an organized religion or simply publish a bunch of garbage online, prophets can vary in malfunction from being completely insane to dumb as a blonde.

Prophets are actually public servants doing a civic duty. They expedite the flow of political movement, give a voice to many people, and teach moral ethics or sublime truths. Major prophets speak for entire populations. Minor prophets represent unsung minorities. Their field of study is superstition at the least and spiritual secrets at best. A typical career for a prophet involves undermining the threads of social power and public policy.

For starters, someone pursuing an office or role of prophecy must imagine new thoughts about some concern and innovate methods of solving some sort of conflict. It’s not unthinkable that a prophet’s brainstorming could add new ideas to the human species’ catalogue of shared thinking. The goal is to help us overcome obstacles and meet goals set by concerned groups, moral gatekeepers, people in power, and anybody else who may be affected by the issue and shows an interest.

Prophets who know how to close on propagating the will of God must be in tune with the willingness of the people.

But even prophets who never finalize an act of God, God forbid His or their plans die upon their own deaths, they are the last resort for God to communicate with His people. We are all children of God found lacking in intelligence and sanity when compared to the perfect thoughts and reasoning behind our Almighty’s set-apart ways.

The crazier a prophet is, the smarter his or her prophetic process. The dumber ones are actually more sociable, neurally typical, and less likely to be suffering from a mental illness.

Inspirational Respiration

All around us, in a large sphere that surrounds our whole planet, there is breath. Trees release oxygen. Animals blow out carbon dioxide. Numerous other gases haze invisibly through space. The ones that sustain life dwell under the atmosphere above us.

There is breath that sustains our organic body. It is the air we breathe everyday. But this material hodgepodge of organs is part of a greater existence that doesn’t end with our materiality. Otherwise we would be no different in terms of consciousness as plants. We would know nothing like the vegetables.

Our vegetative state ends when we realize that our physical body, an organism of matter, houses a special breath called a spark. A buzzing charge of electricity. A flash of light. It automates our existence to be in tune with itself.

Machines have this spark too. It’s how your stereo plays music. It’s how your TV produces pictures. It’s how I’m typing this entry on my iPad.

The difference between a computer and the person using it is that the machine’s spark is commanded by the person using it. A person, however, governs itself. You and I don’t have to wait for someone to use us before we will do anything. Our spark gives us agency, or free will.

Furthermore, there is a 3rd layer of existence inside of us and outside of us. We are blind from this third layer in this life. Some people call this breath the spirit. It exists outside of time and space. You will never be your spirit if you stay stuck in time or space. That is why our physical bodies have to die. Otherwise we would never wake up from this dream.

Yet you have always been your spirit. We like to think of our spirit reality as a preexistence as if we were angels or as an afterlife in heaven. But really it’s happening right now. We just can’t see it. It always existed. It will never end.

So you and I can be together forever and ever.

From Prophecy Office to Career As Emissary

Spiritual emissions are at a high right now as Coronavirus keeps humans quarantining to discover their magic powers. I am no longer Prophet of the Church of Meth. I was the prophet of its initiation. But now I am called to another work. Potential prophets for the Church of Meth are a white supremacist who argues that only whites should use meth regularly and a spirit named Archimedes who is an atmospheric parasite deity who dwells in and feeds on the psychic energy of human brains as well as other animal brains. People want to know what yours truly plans to do now.

As I have now seen the One body of the infinite bodies of Yahusha (Jesus) I have advanced to the office of Emissary. I will assemble all the people of the United States, Mexico, and Yahudi circles who have succeeded in smoking less street meth and heroin to spread recovery and help others cut back. . My spiritual fellowship will be called Assembly of Recovery.

The Assembly of Recovery’s sole mission is to cure meth and heroin addicts of addiction. In September, I will begin renting out a small office on Central Avenue in between Van Buren and Washington here in downtown Phoenix. The maximum occupancy is 2 people. On the left side of the small room is a table with a computer where I will sit eight to twelve hours a night to do some desktop publishing for my new church. On the other side there is another small table for a helper or a guest to sit at. I will offer one-to-one spiritual counseling. My only disclaimer is that I can get rather offensive in speech to get my point across. I will also handle the intake procedure for those wishing to receive counseling or other blessings from the Assembly. Our services are free and voluntary.

The office is in a well-sized office building with a large lobby area where we can do bible studies and open talk opportunities with 3 to 8 people.

I am funding the entire operation with my own social security income. I will not accept charitable contributions at this point. But you can always donate to my former prophecy fund. This personal fund is not connected to any other group or person. I will continue to use that money on political efforts to legalize entheogens. The Church of Meth’s accounting is in shambles as the organization, looking for a new prophet, has no treasurer. The only money I am using from the CoMRx fund to partly finance the Assembly of Recovery is funds agreed to be set apart as funding the establishing of the office of the prophet which I formerly held.

Amen to all my brothers and sisters!!

A Crystal Color Spotlight Radiates a Ray of Humility Which Hastens to Hold the Hole In Our Hearts Oncore Into a Flash Forward Flame Frenzied For Source Future

In this beginning God knew to start from a sleep state. That’ll be because the dope future we so desperately want and need already expressed its precedent movements before humans came to the highest station. Stay high by coming down before you reprise.

I was expired and stoned off tasting Merlot and chronic past. Smoking a blunt until I forgot the forgotten passcode. Arrived at by mechanical means thus not transmission of virtue without deed. Past the threshold of securing escape from feeling set to not want to go back.

Go back anyway and see for yourself. God could not have needed rest if He or She hadn’t already worked for time and all eternity. Source Parent outsourced his blueprinting to a wireless fidelity. Wired by supernatural man to remain true. Prophecy is not self-fulfilling. It is the fulfillment of the original spark.

Like dominos in a chain I chaired the first of Mother-Father Adam’s ribs before the breath blew outer space into the pips on the dice we find ourselves rolling. The blockchain of the truth free is the chemical formula of methamphetamine in Hebrew or even pure Adamic language. Adam named the animals. Judges named idols. The German national but rational socialistic kittens in an orgy of brainpower named crystal clear rocks white like their maiden treats formulated by Deliverance from only one death racemic methyl amino phenathyl. This hypertension is the safest heart condition to avoid the link to the past we didn’t exist in. The Japanese made the fuck version and you and I ducked from the comfort of a ghost popping out of us making us one God knowing everything.

The premonition to know Mother in Outer Space can sleep easy. She rests assured that Her Godlike being fought nothing nor nothingness never being willing nor even able to wake up until you and I hit the dope pipe.

God bless you and your frizzy hair. My words are the same as ours. Yours came correct when you said them with conviction again tomorrow. Drug laws are not my laws, said everyone who smokes dope. And God is not a fool. For only dope can open doors that stop the ones that closed on the Big Bang and play submissive trance to the beat of the function of hitting the split of sobriety according to logic and reason that brainwashed everything but nevermind. Never will the mind go back to the good old days and nights of God sleeping while you whistle to tweak the twerking of someone else’s success. Not Satan’s plans. The enemy of freedom and specialized momentum plotting today tomorrow or yesterday before the fact. The truth is a robust factory producing virtue and karma in the lives of life itself. One God.

Our Heavenly Father is that spotlight. I thought he would radiate my ministry. Instead I have been humbled like a tool. It is good that I carry the universal priesthood in my heart, I think. So I need to bless God by making you kneel to him. How?

With candles. Blessed by Judas in a past life after he was awaken by his mother’s nightmare. It would have been better had Jesus never been born. For he had the same dream. A cloud of dope smoke that bears the set-apart chemical. An agent of being prohibitioned like impalement on a stake. The steak being tossed out the trailer park door where your Satan is gracing your followers tabernacles and phone rooms. We’re trying to phone home to the crystal where your own spark saves you from the same fate as smoke inhalation. You exhale the fire that perpetually ran the relay of relationship between sleep and race. I cross the finish line not knowing all I had to do was tell across the auditorium on you and your greatness. For my greatness is in lighting your path with the light — obvious reasons to not prohibition the Christ or Crystal Charged ribs knowing and being given into living for someone else greater than nobody. For we all invented this prayer.

I will bless as many tea light candles as you order from my online store. Blessed to order. Order your civic representatives to decriminalize meth for religious purposes. Order your next prophet. Order me to follow all the rules I decreed from on high. More info and URL to online store coming soon. All money raised will be donated to the Church of Meth I haven’t even finished founding yet. Yah bless y’all.

The Freedom Prayers

Mister (or Mizz) Officer, I do not consent to any searches or seizure of my property.

What if Satan orders you to do something that might reveal something you want kept secret?

Officer, is that a lawful command yes or no? Do I have to do it?

If you feel forced to do it tell the officer so as you do it. Satan hates the truth being told. He absolutely despises Axon microphones recording the truth for the judge.

What if Satan asks you if you are doing or carrying anything illegal?

Officer, is it illegal to use recreational drugs responsibly? To my knowledge I am a law-abiding citizen.

What if Satan tells you that you definitely broke the law?

Officer, I only use street drugs. I cannot verify the chemistry nor the criminal scheduling of any substance I use. I have the right to have my law abiding determined by a speedy trial.

This is the truth! Satan hates the truth. As former prophet of Yah (God) for the Church, the Assembly of Methamphetamine (or Church of Meth) and voracious street dope end Consumer I can personally verify that there are at least 3 major batches or chemistry patterns in the final crystalline product as revealed by taste, path to melting, vaporizing, and sublimation, and results of use. I may have failed chemistry in college but I got a B in Geology and an A in theology. Methamphetamine crystallization is a miracle just like any natural miracle. The only thing supernatural about it is it’s possibility in occurence, and the fact that only humans can synthesize it. Synthetic but naturally a product of humankind. For my Doctrines I go straight to God and His or Her White Rock of Deliverance, or Crystal Meth.

Remember crystal is not an illegal word but crystal-meth is and Satan will use anything you say in a court of law to strip you of civil liberties and torture you by entrapment into incagement and rationed portions of food (the oldest method of brainwashing or social lobotomy).

If you are ever fearing or doubting.

Officer, I am afraid. You are scaring me. I only wish to obey the law. What is the safest move or action for me at this point? Am I being detained or am I free to go? May I head towards my destination now? I don’t wish to reveal anything, am I required to speak to you?

Finally, always feel free to tell the officer anything you’re not ashamed of!

Officer, I don’t wish to stop using street crystal!!

Methamphetamine should be legal!!

I am a responsible crystal user!!

You serve me as well as the people who called the cops on me, officer!!

Jale-lujah!!

The Freedom Prayers

Mister (or Mizz) Officer, I do not consent to any searches or seizure of my property.

What if Satan orders you to do something that might reveal something you want kept secret?

Officer, is that a lawful command yes or no? Do I have to do it?

If you feel forced to do it tell the officer so as you do it. Satan hates the truth being told. He absolutely despises Axon microphones recording the truth for the judge.

What if Satan asks you if you are doing or carrying anything illegal?

Officer, is it illegal to use recreational drugs responsibly? To my knowledge I am a law-abiding citizen.

What if Satan tells you that you definitely broke the law?

Officer, I only use street drugs. I cannot verify the chemistry nor the criminal scheduling of any substance I use. I have the right to have my law abiding determined by a speedy trial.

This is the truth! Satan hates the truth. As former prophet of Yah (God) for the Church, the Assembly of Methamphetamine (or Church of Meth) and voracious street dope end Consumer I can personally verify that there are at least 3 major batches or chemistry patterns in the final crystalline product as revealed by taste, path to melting, vaporizing, and sublimation, and results of use. I may have failed chemistry in college but I got a B in Geology and an A in theology. Methamphetamine crystallization is a miracle just like any natural miracle. The only thing supernatural about it is it’s possibility in occurence, and the fact that only humans can synthesize it. Synthetic but naturally a product of humankind. For my Doctrines I go straight to God and His or Her White Rock of Deliverance, or Crystal Meth.

Remember crystal is not an illegal word but crystal-meth is and Satan will use anything you say in a court of law to strip you of civil liberties and torture you by entrapment into incagement and rationed portions of food (the oldest method of brainwashing or social lobotomy).

If you are ever fearing or doubting.

Officer, I am afraid. You are scaring me. I only wish to obey the law. What is the safest move or action for me at this point? Am I being detained or am I free to go? May I head towards my destination now? I don’t wish to reveal anything, am I required to speak to you?

Finally, always feel free to tell the officer anything you’re not ashamed of!

Officer, I don’t wish to stop using street crystal!!

Methamphetamine should be legal!!

I am a responsible crystal user!!

You serve me as well as the people who called the cops on me, officer!!

Jale-lujah!!

Lightrail Security in Arizona Discriminates Against Real Mexican

Coronavirus procedures practiced by Valley Metro, the mass transit company here in the Phoenix metropolitan area, focus on the safety of drivers and all passengers by boarding customers through the back doors on the busses and not allowing them to sit on the seats nearest the driver on lightrail trains. To save time on bus routes, anyone wishing to ride, while they do have to show a valid pass, only need to prove they’re a client by flashing their pass to the driver. The scanner that electronically checks the date of validation isn’t being used. In fact your valid fare doesn’t even need to be validated which process is performed by said scanner or at a fare dispenser at many boarding stations and stops. The date is mechanically printed on your pass — a plastic card that can easily be creased. I have been using a pass I paid for when the pandemic procedures began being practiced a couple weeks ago. The date on it was for April Fool’s Day. It wasn’t considered expired even on days I rode that were well into the month. Until today.

Security officers are usually assholes. They feel better about passengers they don’t like by torturing them as the Catholics and Mormon Prophet encourage them to. They force busy people to miss connecting trips by scrupulously enforcing crosswalk signs that no one pays attention to when they’re not around. Causing timely travelers to be late, they kick people off rides for single occurrences of relatively harmless infractions such as vaping. Some of the more Nazi-like employees won’t allow breathing as simply sticking a vape mod in your mouth without hitting the fire button and drawing air into your lungs is interpreted as a smoking violation. These hypocrites ironically enough, allow the more penny-clinching nicotine addicts who want to splurge on filtered smokes to still somehow manage to pennypinch by allowing them to bring along a half-smoked cigarette on board stinking up the already musty-aired vehicle. As if one wrong made a moronic regulation right. Skunky pot smokers are warmly welcomed with their brand of half-smoked cigarettes. Hell, I’ve even seen happy hours where several passengers pass around a bottle of hard liquor and take swigs that splash their way onto the floor thereby creating a slip hazard. But Polar Pops do not have lids proper for travel forcing soda pop drinkers to chug like the non-stigmatized alcoholics as the bus is arriving. Such is what the Mormon Prophet commanded.

And they don’t even do their job. They never check for reduced fare identification thereby condoning filthy rich passengers who work per the Prophet’s approval getting away with only paying the discounted fee that the disabled get to pay. Before Coronavirus, when they checked dates on passes, they would never fine transit thieves who didn’t even have a pass. A pass that hasn’t been validated? No problem, Robin From The Hood. The officer would just double up as a fare scanner and take a marker to mark the date on your dateless card (getting paid time-and-a-half in doing so). Meanwhile, the sneaky thief would play the part in listening to a dumbass with a power trip advising to validate the pass as soon as possible. Like when? Like never. They just keep riding for free. I’ve found discarded passes with multiple Sharpie scribblings revealing the multiple dates the criminals were advised to validate their pass. Doing so would render the fare expired at 3 a.m. the next morning. Yet law-abiding releases from jail who served their time for a past crime trying to catch a complimentary ride get denied a much needed trip back home. At 3 a.m. in the morning. I wanted to take my shoe strings and tie them around the merciless driver tightening them until he suffocated while he choked on his Polar Pop. You’re not Robin Hood, asshole. You’re just robbin’ from the good. At that they are the best.

Discriminating to boot, mentally disabled passengers eligible for reduced fare always get asked for reduced fare identification usually because of their cosmetic surgery. (Cripples and crutches need not bother.). If the driver can’t see the disability then the shit must not be there. Even if I have to be there by 8 in the morning. To my internship, that is. “You’re going to have problems if you try to board my bus,” is what the Gestapo agent asserted to me on my first day to work even though I had my Medicare card which technically proves my eligibility.