Numerical Explorations

When are we going to jointly as churches and people recognize there is a severe problem of homelessness in the great little hamlet of LaGrange, Georgia? I was talking to someone too proud and thus ignorant to accept help in the form of social security supplemental income (SSI), Medicaid, housing voucher program (section 8), and SNAP (Supplemental Nutritional Agricultural Program = food stamps). I only receive SSI in an appallingly small amount. The churches get tax breaks and free food from the supermarkets who receive tax breaks for their capitalistic “charity”.

Back to the homelessness secondhand anecdote. The individual in question is living in a tent and using a very dangerous form of heating namely a propane (C3H8 = three carbon eight hydrogen alkane hydrocarbon). This person and her/his fellow tent occupants could burn up in a fire or explosion or suffocate on carbon monoxide (CO). We need to address this virulent form of homelessness immediately via church and social programs and actions.

Dr. Charles D. Hudson was integral part of my development as a cryptographic computer scientist. He signed my high school diploma and both of my degrees from LaGrange College. He may have also sought to connect me up with National Security Agency way back in my turbulent late 20s and early 30s way back in the 1980s. I was 26 when I first graduate from LaGrange College in 1979 and I was 40 when I received my second more significant degree in computer science.

Cheap ZTE smartphone pictures from March 17, 2018 and September 30, 2018. The Chinese had ZTE phones hacked for nefarious reasons. Note the first images are from the Thread down at the LaGrange High School track and the last three are of my favorite place Lafayette Park in beautiful downtown LaGrange, Georgia, my home sweet home. Molly Hale and Investigator Jacobson, along with the other Company spooks can’t tear me away from Troup County! “Give me liberty or give me death!” The previous quote is by Patrick Henry on March 23, 1775. “I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country”. The last quote is a supposed statement by the first U.S. spy Nathan Hale just before the British Redcoats hanged him by the neck until he was dead!

Today, Thursday, January 16, 2020 in beautiful downtown LaGrange, Georgia is like Seattle, Washington which is a temperate rainforest location and ecology. At least it is not foggy and raining. Little wonder why Kurt Cobain committed suicide. It is now 04:38 AM and raining “cats and dogs”. I was going to walk to the local Summit gas station to loan an acquaintance of mine who works retail my backup copy of the first Allman Brothers Band eponymous CD. It is not the CD I promised but it is handy and no further work for me!

The two organizations, namely medical doctors and the pharmaceutical industry, who brought some breakthroughs in healthcare have also done some abysmally bad things to human beings including a rash of birth defects due to the potent sedative thalidomide. Thalidomide when used in males and/or females out of their childbearing years can be a wonder drug.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thalidomide

https://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-15536544

https://helix.northwestern.edu/article/thalidomide-tragedy-lessons-drug-safety-and-regulation

One of my good friends while I was growing up at 601 Hill Street, LaGrange, GA 30241 was a thalidomide birth defect victim. Ken D. was born with thumbs on both hands., however, that did not deter him from playing sports with me and the other neighborhood kids. We also went on BB gunning missions in the wee early morning hours without the knowledge of our parents.

I briefly saw my old friend John Joseph walking down Bull Street at the corner of Bull and Broome Streets. He was unkempt and probably suffering from medically addressable extrapyramidal effects from decades of anti-psychotic pharmaceuticals. He offered to shake my hand, but I refused since he may have any kind of cold or flu virus or some form of infectious bacteria. I guess his extended family who dole out his meager funds don’t really care about his day to day appearance.

I met John in 1973 at a dance sponsored jointly by Peachtree-Packwood Hospital and Peachford Hospital both of which are in Atlanta, Georgia. We were both too shy and emotionally reticent to ask any females to dance. Also, the females ignored us as the social outcasts the we were and remain in that state of constant rejection.

I don’t know John’s precise diagnosis, but he is treated as a completely worthless piece of human flotsam. I know my diagnoses and I am in the same social detritus realm as John. John has never been challenged by his family, psychiatrists, and social workers to try to make a positive impact on his milieu. He does know a lot of folks’ names in this area and he is well known and recognized by the businesspeople of LaGrange, but the local capitalists only want our money and the tips we leave our servers. I am more infamous as a curmudgeon or iconoclast.

Both John and I need to be more careful crossing the downtown streets. I notice that John does not always obey the crosswalk signals. That is certainly highly dangerous behavior in modern LaGrange. I am probably going to get killed for being overly aggressive at asserting my crosswalk rights. Also, I need to stop cussing and yelling at the motorists who violate my pedestrian rights.

Preface: I write from my experience of seventy-five (75) days in the Troup County Jail. Most of my jail-time was in Booking 704 then Booking 703. I was under a potential suicide watch for part of my time in the system.

The Troup County Jail staff puts the safety of all inmates at the top of their list of priorities. People who are vulnerable to physical abuse are kept out of the general population and usually isolated in either the Isolation suite of cells or Booking. I was fortunate enough to be able to observe the jail staff use what I term the “Group Hug” (from the PBS show the Teletubbies). The group hug is used to subdue a potentially violent inmate by three or more staff slowly converging on someone acting out with at least one with her/his Taser drawn and ready if necessary. The inmate usually submits peacefully to this combination of action and rational talk.

The food is limited to approximately 1800 calories per day. The nutrition is of acceptable quality and is pretty good but often server cool rather than warm or hot.

1.  Wednesday, May 8, 2019
2.  Wednesday, June 12, 2019
3.  Thursday, October 17, 2019

There are at least three females that have touched my heart, mind, and human essence that are currently missing in action. Namely, in alphabetical order by first name:

1. Cyndi(a) Darlene Burks Burden also known as Lisa
2. Merry B., RN, etc.
3. Yvonne Marie Greene, MD, etc.

I would love to develop nontoxic close relationships with all three women. Currently, I believe I have a better chance of finding 1, but I hope to locate and see up close and personal 2 and 3. I realize that 2 and 3 are long shots, but I will not be satisfied until 2 and 3 reject me outright of their own mouths. The staff at Pathways Center both Second Season and the Pathways Center Troup Outpatient Mental Health Clinic are shielding Merry B. from me for some unknown ethical, legal, or moral reason.