Sunday, June 29, 2014

Simple money work...

Lots of people try to make "spells," or anything remotely "magical" complicated as all hell. Chant these fancy words that make no sense, write a petition paper with precision, yada yada yada....

But, in reality, you could do a money work with a coffee can of pennies if that's what you have. Rootwork is about using what you have.

It's great to have the supplies you want (and when my orders from Lucky Mojo arrive, I swear it feels like Christmas), but I doubt people living in the backwoods a hundred years ago had that luxury. In fact, I know they didn't. Ever heard the Jerry Clower story about the family who
lived way back in the woods?

The Mother told her son, "Go to town, get some sugar, flour, coffee, and the mail." So, he took off to town. He got there, and he met up with a Marine Corps recruiter. Well he signed up and did two tours of duty. He went back home and handed his mother the sugar, coffee, and flour. Then he said, "Mama, there weren't no mail."

Get my point? While I do have a prosperity table (I don't like using the word "altar"), I did the set up in the picture totally on the spur of the moment, on the end of my kitchen counter. It has: my rose of jericho plant, my dollar store piggy bank I've had for 20 years (all our loose change goes in it), and a cinnamon scented Glade scented oil candle. That's it. Simple and easy peasy.

Why don't you try to do something simple too?


Tuesday, December 03, 2013

Asshole at Wal-Mart

Yesterday, coming out of the Wal-Mart on Bobby Jones, Benjy and I came across a car with a dog left in it. It was approximately 70 degrees, and even idiots know that a closed car can get hot enough to be deadly at relatively low temperatures.

Do you know the owner of this car?


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Thursday, November 28, 2013

Vegetarian Thanksgiving

All over America, the dead bodies of turkeys are roasting away in ovens. Sadly, my home is no exception. This year, due to my husband's disabling health issues and my mother's arthritis, the task of "preparing" the corpse fell to me. This involved separating the skin from the flesh and stabbing holes in the body in order to maximize the effect of the marinade.

Since this is an activity I do not wish to be asked to repeat, I decided to approach the distasteful task with a large dose of one of my favorite exhibitions - insanity. (I even put in my hearing aids so I could reap maximum benefit from the horror expressed by my family.)

As I separated the skin from the "meat," I commented at length about the ripping sound I was making with the extremely large,  extremely sharp, knife my husband was now probably regretting having handed me. I talked about how cool it would be to make a Halloween mask out of vivisector skin, and if it would be possible to to make such a mask for an actual turkey to wear for Halloween, and also expressed interest in acquiring a turkey to be my superhero sidekick.

It was at this point that I had to make the hole in the "meat." I did so vigorously,  while making Friday The 13th stabbing sound effects. Then, as I was rubbing the last of the marinade on the outside skin, I repeatedly muttered, "It puts the lotion on its skin."

Once I was done, I said that I was now considering becoming a serial killer in order to hone my technique. I also suggested that my husband and mother give me an enemies list to get me started.

By this point they were speechless,  and sure to never give me such a task again, leaving me to make all the rice dishes and pies I can dream up. And everyone knows how strongly I feel about pie.

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

The day my worldview changed

It was the middle of August, 1994. Her name was Michelle Mitchell, or so she claimed. She demanded that I allow her into my house. Once inside, she cryptically told me "someone in the community" had "concerns" about my children. She sat down on my couch as if the house belonged to her, not me and my family.

This was my first experience with being falsely accused of child abuse. It was terrifying. I asked to call my husband, my grandfather, my mother....the answer was no. Could I call a lawyer? Again, the answer was no.

So, in a weird parody of a social visit, I sat; helpless to resist as I was forced to answer question after question, all intensely personal. The interrogation lasted two and a half hours. Every time I balked at answering a question I thought was not relevant or too intensely personal, Michelle Mitchell would threaten to note me as "uncooperative," and made veiled and not so veiled threats about taking my children from me. During most of this, Rickey, my older boy, was hopping around, making "ribbit" noises...and I was sure it would count against us in some way.

Up to this point in my life I lived, breathed, and positively exuded peace, love, and a hippy-dippy desire to make the whole world join together in a gigantic, sloppy group hug.

All my harmonious dreams were gone within a split second of hearing, "If you don't answer my question, I may decide your children aren't safe with you." (In case you're wondering,  that first question was, "How old were you when you first had sex?" And my 4 year old son was right there in the room!) That was all it took to turn me from a friendship bracelet wearing, rainbow loving earth mother into a vicious mother bear - or maybe a mother hyena would be a better description.

I kept a placid expression on my face., and did my best to show submission to this monster who had invaded my family's space. I gave all the "right" answers and willed myself not to seem defensive. At the same time, I would glance down at my hands and then at the monster's neck...trying desperately to remember wht I knew about breaking necks. As I calmly described my "philosophy of parenting" I was deciding which would be more efficient: strangulation or neck-breaking.... Either way, I was ready to end her if she gave so much as a hint that my children weren't "safe" with me. I worried about whether I would scar Rickey for life, or if my new baby, Benjy, would cry if I had to put him down. (He always wanted to be held and I had never put him down and let him cry.)

As all these thoughts swirled around in mt head, along with the occasional "ribbit" from Rickey, I forced myself to keep my breathing steady and kept a smile on my face. Inside, I was coiled, ready to pounce at a millisecond's notice. Finally, it was over. After two and a half hours, Michelle Mitchell was done with me. Or maybe she just got bored, I don't expect to ever know.

After I closed the front door on her retreating back, I started to shake from all the adrenaline, oxytocin,  and whatever hormonal soup was swishing around inside me after maintaining a fight or flight response for such an extended perioed of time. I finally, viscerally, understood motherhood. I understood not in my heart, but in my bones, what it means to be willing to not only die for my children, but to kill for them.

I would never see violence and non-violence in the way I had earlier that day.Ever since then, when I hear someone say "Violence isn't the answer," I always reply, "It depends on the question. "

Wednesday, October 02, 2013

All I need to know I learned watching Burn Notice

I love Burn Notice. I love the Miami scenery, all the adventures, and especially the little tips done as voice overs.

I've come across lists people have made of "Stuff I Learned From Michael Westen," but none of them seemed detailed enough. Plus, some of his inventions do seem a bit farfetched - so I want to test them where possible. (Of course I do! Don't you?)

So, starting with season one, episode one - here's my Michael Westen wisdom from the pilot episode:

1)To avoid breaking your handbones in a fight, choose a location with lots of hard surfaces to smash your opponent into, like a bathroom.

2)If you are going to collapse on a plane, try to do so in business class.

3)When trying to hide, choose a place where your pursuers will stand out.

4)Take advantage of any distractions available.

5)Use delivery uniforms to automatically gain trust and access to places where you're not wanted.

6)To figure out if someone's following you, drive like a stupid person - slow down, speed up, use the wrong turn signal, etc.

7)Once you make your tail, just keep it up until they make a mistake and you can lose them.

8)Fake bombs are great attention getters.

9)A good money launderer is like a yellow pages for criminals.

10)No amount of training can make a broken rib (really, a broken anything) not hurt.

11)When going somewherre you don't belong, always look and act like you actually do belong there. It also helps to act confused.

12)Fighting for the little guy is for suckers, so do it as fast as possible and be done with it. Your mileage may vary, especially if an underdog always makes you think of Jesus looking for that one sheep.

13)When cornered, powerful people are unpredictable. Consider eavesdropping to get a heads up.

14)Don't attack or shoot through a reinforced door. Distract and go around.

15)A car wreck can make a bad guy late to a kidnapping.

16)The key to fighting a group is to take out the leader. Michael Weston calls this "bully psychology" and suggests dropping to the ground, pretending to be hurt and/or afraid. When the bully leans over you, jump up and head butt him (or her - I'm a feminist) under the chin.

17)Don't be surprised or hurt if/when a "friend" (ie someone you trust) betrays you. Expect it and prepare for it.

18)When you know someone is coming for you, especially if you are alone, you can set things up to your advantage and prepare for everything you can.

19)When faking someone's prints on a gun, don't forget the inside.

There were two MacGuyver like inventions in this episoode:

1)The spliced together cell phones made into a bug. I don't know how reliable this would be since calls can drop, plus smething that big could be easily found. There are products on the market that could probablly do the same thing wiithout breaking the bank.

2)The .357 loaded withh blanks and duct taped to a flare. This seems promising. I'm going to look into giving friends with country property the puppy dog eyes so I can try it out.

Sunday, August 11, 2013

I am lucky!

The other day, I started feeling a bit sorry for myself after an online misunderstanding escalated because I chose to stay out of someone else's dustup. Nothing I said seemed to make a difference and I was discouraged.

But then this morning I realized that if this was the worst thing to happen to me all week, I am so damn much luckier than 99% of God's other creations. And this has been a wonderful week for me!

I have spent the past week in a beautiful home, surrounded by loving family, working hard, being useful, being happy. I got to spend time with Yemaya at the ocean. Even though this week took a lot of physical and spiritual energy, I am going home better than when I arrived.

Thank you Jesus and Yemaya!


Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Afternoon At The Park

First we fed the ducks and got to see a turtle.














































































Then we took a little nature walk.




















Then we went to the swings.























































And now we're off to get ice cream!




















After a busy afternoon, and a lap full of strawberry milkshake, it's time to relax!


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Camellia Seeds

Because Camellia seeds ripen quickly, then fall to the ground and go bad, we tie them up before they fall. That way, the seeds are useable.





Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Iranian Motorbike Fail

Boy, howdy does this guy feel like a dumbass....

BINGO! (just kidding)

Richard Webster loves Bingo. And you'd better not mess with his Bingo. He will arrest you if you do.

Austin Whaley learned this fact the hard way - and his learning experience came with handcuffs. Eighteen year old Austin, and a group of friends, were visiting a Bingo parlor in Covington, Kentucky, when they concluded that Bingo was very boring.

Determined to liven up everyone's evening, Austin yelled out, "BINGO!" That's when his troubles started. Because Richard Webster loves his bingo.

Richard arrested Austin for disorderly conduct, which is a legal term meaning, "You have pissed me off, I don't like your attitude, and I think you're an ass hat."

An angry Richard explained that this kind of behavior was like going to a baseball game and randomly  yelling, "STRIKE 3!"  And everybody knows that will be the very moment that the world will go to hell in a paint bucket, ushering in the apocalypse.

Judge Douglas Grothaus apparently also takes his Bingo seriously. Instead of sentencing Austin to jail time, where he would be able to shout, "BINGO!" unmolested (at least until someone got sick of him and stabbed him to death with a shiv made from a toothbrush), Hiz Onner ruled that Austin would be prohibited from saying, "Bingo" for 6 months.

So, boys and girls, the world is now safe from evil criminals who shout, "The Bingo hall is on fire!" in a crowded theater.  Meanwhile Richard is still hanging out at the Bingo hall, waiting for his ship to come in.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Item to add to the Christmas list?






So, is this a good deal? Would this be a good present for a teenage boy?


Monday, July 30, 2012

Doc McStuffins - Lola's Review

My granddaughter Isabella spends a lot of time here at Chez Baez, and my mother and I use the DVR to pre-record different TV programs that we think she would enjoy.  Izzy has certain shows she loves and watches over and over.  And over. And over.  And...well, you get the idea.

Yesterday, my niece Kennadee (age 5) spent some time here and recommended a Disney show called "Doc McStuffins."  (Even though Izzy is just 2, she prefers shows with plots - so her preferences are for shows you might think would be a little old for her.)  Well, both girls sat down to watch, and Izzy was entranced.

Izzy was still entranced when she watched our one recorded episode again. (Gulpy Gulpy Gators) Here's proof:
She didn't move at all until it was over.  At all.  (Neither did Grandma, who fell asleep!)

So yeah, this is a show that gets Lola's* Seal of Approval. Here's the premise: A little girl who wants to be a doctor spends her play time being a doctor to broken toys.  She's really good at it too, and other reviewers have commented that the show can help ease children's anxiety about visits to the doctor.  "Doc" also encourages good health habits inside the story line, without being lame or annoying.  In the above mentioned episode, "Doc" and her brother played a game of "Gulpy Gulpy Gators" (a sort of generic version of Hungry Hungry Hippos) and one of the alligators eats too many marbles and then feels sick.  So we learn not to overeat....or in my case, that I shouldn't overeat because who really needs a 5th piece of cornbread?

Check it out....I promise you will be glad you did!


*Lola is "grandma" in Tagalog.  Since my older son's biological mother was Filipino, and my mom was already "grandma," Lola made sense.  Izzy doesn't do her "L's" too well yet, so it often sounds like "Yo-Ya," but we'll leave that for another day.

Eric Raemdonck

Oh, how to begin.....Okay, I'll start with some great news:  Eric Raemdonck,  pro-vivisection employee of the International Air Transport Association has the following to say about how successful campaigns targeting the companies who transport animals actually are:

"When confronted with animal extremists, Airlines (sic) simply opt out from animal transportation and that is good for no one, except animal use abolitionists. Sad but true." (Emphasis mine.)

Personally, I think that I think it's some pretty goddamn good news that  we have been so effective in convincing companies that taking blood money  is a bad thing.


Eric has a blog where he spews shit opines  about Animal Enterprise "Terrorism" and tries to sound like a reasonable human being.  Gotta stop the terr-ists, doncha know.  I find it interesting that he writes that the only ones to benefit from anti-vivisection campaigns are the anti-vivisectionists.  Eric doesn't even  consider that the animals involved are even worth mentioning.  I am not surprised - this is a typical example of the beliefs and behavior of people who make their livings off the blood and screams of innocent victims who have no real hope of ever escaping or fighting back.






So, without further ado, here is the contact information for Eric.  Please note that it is important to be civil.  Well, okay, as civil as one can be when contacting a douchebag and asking him to stop being a douchebag.

Eric Raemdonck
800 Place Victoria
P.O. Box 113
Montréal,Québec
Canada H4Z 1M1. 
Tel +1 514 390 6761
Fax +1 514 874 2660
Work Website:  http://www.iata.org

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Yet another cool church sign

This was taken today at Pierce Memorial Methodist Church on Jackson Road here in Augusta.  I love it.


Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Donal O'Leary

Donal O'Leary has abused the criminal court system (not to mention innocent animals) by obtaining an un-Constitutional court order directing an activist to remove references to him from the internet. 
I am horrified that the taxpayers not only are forced to fund O'Leary's immoral activities, but also to fund his use of the police powers of the state of Michigan in his scandalous efforts to avoid the temporal consequences of his behavior.

I believe in sunshine. I believe in free speech.  That is my first reason for letting my fingers do the Googling to search out the information this vivisector wants to hide.  So here it is:

Donal O'Leary
Professor and Director of Cardiovascular Research
Wayne State University
4126 Scott Hall
540 East Canfield
Detroit, Michigan 48201
313-577-9074
doleary@med.wayne.edu

703 Lewiston Avenue
Ferndale, Michigan 48220
248-548-5956

Now that I have stood up for free speech, I would like to say something that may make some people angry. Instead of sending hate mail or making late night phone calls, would you consider something really radical and even distasteful? Will you pray for him? Will you pray that God will touch his heart and that he will turn away from the evil he wades through every day? He has done terrible things. He has sinned. But we are all sinners in one way or another. We have all fallen short of the grace and peace that God offers us. We all need to reach for God....but the truth is that God is there, extending His hand to us. His arms are long enough to reach us no matter how we fail to do right. He forgives us when we ask Him.

Jesus said we are to love our enemies and bless those who curse us. I have always prayed for the animals trapped in slaughterhouses and vivisectors' labs, and I've tried my best to help animals (and humans) who suffer. But I have refused to give more than lip service to a major tenet of my faith. I have refused to even consider that God loves Donal O'Leary and others like him. I have fallen short. So, starting today I will make a point to pray for this man. I will ask God to cut the hate out of my heart. I will still fight evil and cruelty, as well as those who are evil and cruel. This includes Donal O'Leary. But I will try my best to be a righteous fighter instead of just a fighter.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Astral Attack

Believe it or not most astral Attacks are not caused by curses or witchcraft. Half the time astral attacks are not intentional. They take place on the subconscious level and are the result of negative thinking, verbal abuse that goes round and round in the head, stale energy that has been left behind in a place and bungled rituals that may have done by amateurs hoping to create prosperity or love. Below I have identified the different kinds of astral attack that can take place and hopefully it will help you avoid cursing yourself as well as others. Thoughts are like seeds …once planted and allowed to grow they can take root and choke the potential out of your life. The idea is to keep your psychic garden free of the spiritual equivalent of suckers, weeds and anything else that might abort your spiritual growth, personal will and soul freedom.
Thought Forms
Thought forms tend to affect our lives on a mundane level. That is because they tend to be sent by ordinary people. We may experience more day-to-day and practical frustrations. This kind of attack is usually from someone you know, with whom you’ve had an unpleasant encounter with. Perhaps you have had a disagreement and they have been disgruntled with you all day. You might feel the “bad energy” from that person’s thoughts.



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The Subconscious Curse
This kind of curse usually comes from someone that we know quite well and actually cares for us. They may even be praying for our well being to our actual detriment. A good example of this is the individual who prays for the person with AIDS to have an “improved immune system” when the disease itself is an overkill of immunity. This is where others think they know what’s best for you, but actually don’t and you feel as if you are leading a life directed by someone else, and not you.
The Self-Fulfilling Prophecy Attack
This kind of astral attack is often stated verbally in the form of a negative affirmation such as “You’ll never make your rent unless you get a job.”, “There’s no way you can write that book in two weeks” and “Your aunt had diabetes so you will probably get it to.” These kinds of words have a powerful effect on our subconscious mind and set to programming the conscious mind to write a disaster script for us.
Unsolicited Criticism and Verbal Abuse
This might seem obvious, but this is actually a form of direct astral attack. The Unconscious Mind is very much influenced by words and picks up these cruel words. Because they hurt we often repeat them over and over in our minds. When we do this we are basically subconsciously cursing ourselves with another person’s words.
The Collective Wish for Failure
The more successful you are, the more you attract envy and jealousy, and therefore the ravages of the evil eye. There are many people out there who will happily congratulate you on your success and then secretly go home and wish that you would fail for once. This can be especially powerful if you find yourself at the mercy of a large group of people who are all wishing for your demise at the same time.
The psychic Vampire
If you feel exhausted, fatigued or drained just by encountering a person, then chances are you have encountered a person who is adept at hooking into your third chakra and sucking your energy.
If this person is always on your mind, to the exclusion of all other thoughts, than it is possible that you have become engaged in an energy exchange with someone who is trying to dominate or bend your will to their way.
Live Hauntings
These forms of astral attack tend to take the form of obsession and the object of obsession is usually a lover. When healthy relationships terminate, neither individual is left with a sense that they are no longer whole. Live hauntings don’t usually occur unless the real-life relationship was vampire like and co-dependent in the first place.
The most likely suspects for this kind of haunting are addicts, alcoholics, manic-depressives and people with personality disorders. Although there may have been a genuine love there at one time, with one partner nurturing and taking care of the other, they often degenerate into power and ego struggles. Long after the person is gone, the person who is left behind often still feels addicted to that person. Or they still strongly feel their presence around them and feel that presence is reflected in omens, coincidences and synchronicities that occur in their lives. If you are completely obsessed with an individual – if you see or feel their presence everywhere, you are most likely the victim of a live haunting.
Amateur Shamans and Witchlets
Sometimes you deliberately cross such a person, other times they see him or herself as an agent of karma and sometimes you don’t know them at all. People playing with magick are a growing problem in terms of astral pollution on our planet. They are influenced by television shows, movies and the availability of spell books on the market.
These individuals are generally quite harmless, but they can cause havoc in one’s life on the mundane level. If you have no known enemies in your life, are reasonably free of envy, resentment and fear and yet still cannot figure out where your haunting is coming from, it is probably the result of a thought form produced by an amateur shaman or witchlet. These attacks are not intentional; they are just the products of bad aim, unfinished rituals or lack of magickal protocol in general.
Cults, Gurus and Group Mind
If you feel irresistibly compelled, beyond all rational reasoning, to join a cult, coven or religious organization, you may not be necessarily following your heart, you may be under astral attack.
Cults work by downloading information into your crown chakra. Victims often feel inferior, unholy or lonely if they do not join the cult. Another major clue that you are under astral attack that originates from group mind is this simple test – stay away from them for a few days. If you suffer extreme misfortune or bad luck, then they are probably practicing some form of binding on you to keep you with them.
Also if you are experiencing a run of bad luck, it is possible that the group has stolen your guardian spirits and holding them hostage, so that you feel unprotected in any situation that doe s not include them.
Astral Imprints
An astral imprint is a bad memory that won’t go away, but the memory is not necessarily yours. Other people leave astral imprints, dead or alive in building or environments. Living individuals can also leave their astral imprint on objects that they have touched or used during the time that you knew him or her. Antiques often hold the astral imprints of former owners. If you find yourself obsessed about an object or feel disturbed or upset while holding it then you are most likely dealing with an astral imprint.

Friday, May 11, 2012

More free speech....


April 25, 2012

Have you seen this child . She has just been snatched from a delivery suite by staffordshire county council

Thi is the picture of  JENNY Sahota social worker waiting in delivery suite to snatch child.      AMBER ALERT mising child snatched from delivery suite at Burton Hospital by Marian Richards et al team denying a child of its breastmilk is against the childs HUMAN RIGHTS justice munby. Image


Statement by Paul Roberts

 
I can confirm the emergency protection order is a fabrication, our daughter was kidnapped, was prevented from having breast milk, was prevented from having skin to skin contact with her mum, the induced birth was simply to allow staffordshire county criminals to do it all to their timescale. Now they want to get an injunction to stop their criminal activity from being exposed. Please feel free to download/upload/distribute any information about the kidnap of my daughter before they get an injunction, once it's 'out there' they can't stop it and neither can i.



Wednesday, May 09, 2012

Stephen Roberts, University of Florida

I have redacted portions of Camille's report, for lack of proof about her suggestion. 


UF Vivisector Stephen Roberts: Poisons & Murders Monkeys… but is he a XXXXXXXXX???

Posted by on January 17, 2012
Vivisector Stephen Roberts
Professor of Toxicology
University of Florida
Center for Environmental & Human Toxicology
Bldg. 471
Moowry Rd
P.O. Box 110885
Gainesville, FL 32611
Email: smroberts@ufl.edu
Phone: (352) 294-4514
Fax: (352) 392-4707
by NIO Florida
At the University of Florida, Stephen Roberts has had a long and storied career poisoning a variety of his imprisoned victims to death. But, since our objective is to win release for the primates, we will confine the discussion to Roberts’ crimes against monkeys.
About 18 months ago before we started this campaign, we saw a video presentation at an undisclosed location in Gainesville given by an activist who worked in the labs.  We saw images of every species imaginable, some so exotic we had never heard of them — all imprisoned in UF’s dungeons. We learned about the insidious experiments to which each was subjected. But there is one story that has stood out for us and, at this juncture, we have a personal connection with “Louis,” one of Roberts’ victims.
Stephen Roberts lives in this $280,000 2575-square foot home.
It looks rather isolated.
Probably makes a cozy meeting place for the boy scouts
13111 NW 19TH Place
Gainesville, FL 32606
Home phone: (352) 332-8847
Louis was a very sick, weak, and depressed little monkey. He wouldn’t eat and was wasting away in his isolation cell for years. Activist X had tried for months to persuade the despicable animal abusers at UF to allow him/her to re-home Louis in a sanctuary and give him a chance at some semblance of a normal life. But, while Activist X was away on break, someone had ordered Louis to be murdered. They did not want the public to ever see the deteriorated condition of this monkey’s broken little body. We now know that Stephen Roberts gave the order to execute him. On Friday, we will meet Louis and, thereafter, we will meet several monkeys that Bergeron and Roberts collaborated to poison and kill.
But for today, let’s meet Stephen Roberts the man. Vivisector Roberts is 42-years old and appears to be XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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.....Animal Abuser Stephen Roberts volunteers as a "counselor" with the Boy Scouts of America

(It may be appropriate for the parents of the Scouts to be informed about the animal abuse. -Dorothy)

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These names and the photo were redacted because they identify third parties.  These third parties are, to my knowledge, not accused of any wrongdoing.

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Raymond J. Bergeron, University of Florida

The UF Torture Chronicles: Introducing Vivisector Raymond J. Bergeron

Posted by on January 10, 2012
“…he’s a bastard.  Bergeron himself barely ever even looks at the poor creatures, much less ever touches them. He keeps his distance at all times. He hates the animal facilities.” -Bergeron’s anonymous colleague
UF Vivisector Raymond J. Bergeron
Office phone is answered by “Miranda”: 352-273-7725
Email is: rayb@ufl.edu
Bergeron is a Professor of Drug Development
Department of Medicinal Chemistry
OFFICE: Medical Science Building, P6-04
by NIO Florida
Raymond J. Bergeron has built a career by imprisoning and torturing all kinds of animals. However, since we are determined to shut down primate experimentation in UF, we only intend to focus on his crimes against monkeys. Please note that this arrogant terrorist has partnered with the industrial abusers at Proctor & Gamble to extract the greatest profits for all from the animals to whom he has PERSONALLY sentenced to lives of torment, disease, misery, and death.
While his glowing CV of atrocities will be revealed in staggering detail in the coming days and months, Bergeron’s claim to fame is primarily chelation therapy — the administration of chelating agents to remove heavy metals from the body. Common forms of heavy metal intoxication involve lead, arsenic or mercury. And, while Terrorist Bergeron enjoys variety in his torture regimens, his primary focus has been in the area of iron chelation – the chemical removal of excess iron from people with iron overloading disease (i.e., Hemochromatosis). This is politically important to UF because, interestingly, one of the major Health Science Center’s benefactors suffered and died from this disease. For this reason, it is our opinion that Bergeron will likely have permanent funding to indulge his penchant for monkey torture.

Raymond J. Bergeron and his wife, Kathleen, live in this house at
6220 NW 56TH Lane
Gainesville, FL 32653-3117
Home: (352) 373-8776
There in also vacant property in their name at: 6210 NW 56TH Lane in Gainesville
Essentially, Bergeron is integral in greasing the money flow into UF with monkey blood and tears. The decades of torment to which many of his victims have succumbed have served to keep the UF coffers overflowing with private donations and P&G profits.
His daughters, Emily and Jennifer, must be very proud.

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Mingzhou Ding, University of Florida

At home with Ding

Posted by on September 6, 2010

Mercenary Ding:
His Victim:
Mercenary Ding’s Blood-Money Mansion:
Ding’s House at Hempstead Park (Haile Plantation): 9345 SW 35th Lane, Gainesville 32608 – Home Phone: (352) 333-9453


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