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The legal dilemma of how to detain an obviously dangerous individual reminds me of the legality of "committing" a mentally ill individual. There may be no hard evidense of a crime having been committed so far, but the individuals stated beliefs indicate it is likely in the future. Perhaps "known terrorists" should be detained on the same legality of forcefully hospitalizing an individual who "states a desire to harm himself or others". Of course then we'd have to keep them in hospitals with the intent to treat their illness, and not torture bins located on foreign territory. The ultimate problem might be trying to differentiate the only vaguely discernable constructs of "mental illness = not being in touch with reality" and "religious faith = beliefs in un-observable events which are also shared by others". Like, you're not crazy if you think the Earth is visited by Martians because other people think so too (this has also happened).

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LOOK PORTER IF UR KEEPING YOUR GF IN THE COLD WEARING NOTHING BUT A PIECE OF TINFOIL UR RLY KINDA KINKY. GET HELP.

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Hey I couldn't post this before because I was like banned or something but anyway I am one of the few people to make it into work yesterday and today because I bike in instead of taking the bus or driving. Thank you and have a wonderful freaking holiday.

i'm waiting to see how many heads the baby has.

Not before they start charging cats if they drive.

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restored in National Parks

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Bristol and

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Not only that but every time you masterbate God kills a kitten.

My God Hugh I had no idea you toiled in such inhumane and miserable working conditions! What was the joke?

Many times when I am troubled or confused, I find comfort in sitting in my back yard and having a Bourbon and Coke along with a quiet conversation with Jesus. This happened to me again after a particularly difficult day. I said "Jesus, why do I work so hard?" And I heard the reply: "Men find many ways to demonstrate the love they have for their family. You work hard to have a peaceful, beautiful place for your friends and family to gather." I said: "I thought that money was the root of all evil." And the reply was: "No, the LOVE of money is the root of all evil. Money is a tool; it can be used for good or bad". I was starting to feel better, but I still had that one burning question, so I asked it. "Jesus," I said, "What is the meaning of life? Why am I here?" He replied," That is a question many men ask. The answer is in your heart and is different for everyone. I would love to chat with you some more, Senor, but for now, I have to finish your lawn."

I remember seeing this movie on TV when I was a little kid. I don't remember very much of it, but it was kind of sci-fi or horror or something. It included something about demon/troll looking humanoids laboring underground or something. The scene I really remember is it turns out the demon/troll looking dudes start out as normal people and then get transformed when this jewel pendant is dangled in front of their faces. Does anyone know what movie I am talking about or remember anything I could google? Thanks.

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It's midnight at the depot And I drag my bags in line. Travellin' light, I got to go But the bus won't be on time. Everybody's looking half alive. Later on the bus arrives. They punch my ticket I find a seat And we move out past the lights. Come on Driver, where's the heat? It's cold out in the night. I keep telling to myself that I don't care. Come tomorrow, I'll be there. Take the Greyhound. It's a dog of a way to get around. Take the Greyhound. It's a dog gone easy way to get you down. Tired of watching this night go by So I look across the aisle. The window's frosted, I can't sleep But the girl returns my smile. She reminds me of someone I knew back home. So I doze. So it goes. I'm wrinkled on my stool at the rest stop. The waitress being cozy with the highway cop. My coffee's tasting tired. My eyes roll over dead. Got to go outside and get the gas out of my head. Oh, to be in bed. You got me driving. I'm on your Greyhound bus and you're driving. But there's nothing new about Greyhounds. Nothing new about feeling down. Nothing new about putting off Or putting myself on. Looking to tomorrow is the way the loser hides I should have realized by now that all my life's a ride. It's time to find some happy times and make myself some friends I know there ain't no rainbows waiting when this journey ends. Stepping off this dirty bus first time I understood It's got to be the going not the getting there that's good That's a thought for keeping if I could. It's got to be the going not the getting there that's go