that. Or, you can use your brain for the purpose God intended for you to use it and sign this document right here on the dotted line.” Agent Baily extended his hand to pass MJ the pen and folder with the consent forms inside.
Instead of reaching out his hand to receive them, he just laid there for a few seconds, acting as if he was still deciding if he should help them.
The staring was tense, the room quiet. MJ reached out and snatched the pen and folder from Baily’s hand. He examined the document for a minute and silently read
{I,_______________ consent to being a Federal Confidential Informant and helping out to the most, any state or Federal agents, task force, or police force in aiding and assisting in operation “Cuban Frost”, to the best
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Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began applying liquid stitches ointment Dr. Browdeski had given her to fully mend her wounds. When she’d finished, she grabbed a cold bottled water from the mini fridge in their bedroom and popped a couple of the Oxycontin painkillers the doctor had prescribed for her. After washing them down she started feeling the numbing effects of the narcotic. Going downstairs to the bar, she fixed a stiff glass of vodka, hoping that it would put her exactly where she needed to be, in the bed and out of her misery, even if only for the …show more content…
What Boogie and Shottah did to her not only left her in unbearable pain, but also with a boatload of new insecurities she faced daily. “Look!… What!… You!… Fucking!… Did to me, MOTHER-FUCKERS!!” Havannah screamed while examining her body in the mirror. AAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!! She grabbed the Casio alarm clock from the nightstand, hurled it at the mirror, shattering the image that stood before her into a thousand tiny pieces.
Storming off in the opposite direction, instead of going downstairs to the liquor bar, she went into the huge walk-in closet and went straight to Cuzzo’s stash spot where he kept his personal weed stash. Havannah was on an emotional rollercoaster and felt that the only thing that was going to calm her down and keep her from going crazy was a big blunt of strong Mary
It was Labor Day weekend, 1997, at the University of Kentucky in Lexington, and Holly Dunn's world seemed full of possibilities. She was a popular sorority sister, and the 20-year-old had a new boyfriend, a theater major named Chris Maier. That August night, the couple took a midnight stroll to the railroad tracks and kissed under the stars. Suddenly a man appeared; he was holding what looked like an ice pick. Terrified, Chris offered him money. "No, I don't want that," the man said as he tied up the couple. A moment later he picked up a rock and smashed it against Chris's skull, killing him; he then raped Holly and bludgeoned her with a wooden board, breaking her jaw and eye socket. "I was screaming in my head," Holly recalls. "Then I was unconscious—I don't know how long. I just remember appearing in someone's front yard."
The return to reality was as painful as the return to consciousness after taking and anaesthetic. His body and brain ached with indescribable weariness, and he could not think of nothing to say or do that would arrest the mad flight of the moments He desperately wanted to run away with Mattie, but he could not leave because his practical sense told him it was not suitable to do so partly because of his responsibility to take care of Zeena.
With her longing for something more than what she gets on an everyday basis, her growing fondness of Lenny right up to her first drink and drug use, and the symbolism of the blue and green, it is evident that she will not be able to overcome her temptations and be drawn back into the world of drugs and alcohol, only more intense this time. She has already started doing drugs, drinking, and smoking again. She has seen the sober life for way too long and she isn't happy with it. Her cigarette smoking and drinking, although not illegal, will still conform do her downfall. "When the glass was finished she would pour another. When the bottle was empty, she would buy another"(107).
Drugs is one of the themes in this story that shows the impact of both the user and their loved ones. There is no doubt that heroin destroys lives and families, but it offers a momentary escape from the characters ' oppressive environment and serves as a coping mechanism to help deal with the human suffering that is all around him. Suffering is seen as a contributing factor of his drug addiction and the suffering is linked to the narrator’s daughter loss of Grace. The story opens with the narrator feeling ice in his veins when he read about Sonny’s arrest for possession of heroin. The two brothers are able to patch things up and knowing that his younger brother has an addiction. He still buys him an alcoholic drink at the end of the story because, he has accepted his brother for who he really is.
“It took Mother nearly half an hour to dress my wound. There was no remorse in her eyes. I thought that, at the very least, she would try to comfort me...
Andrea, her roommate, is seeking treatment from addiction to heroin and self-harm. Gwen refuses to having anything to do with the treatment center and group therapy. She believes she doesn’t have a drinking problem at all and therapy is silly. While still denying she has a problem, her boyfriend Jasper slips her a bottle of pills while visiting her. Gwen and Jasper leave the campus and have a night of partying. Gwen arrives back in her room the next morning clearly intoxicated. Cornell, the director of the rehab facility, confronts Gwen and informs her that she violated the rules of the facility. Gwen is told she is being kicked out of the program and is being sent to jail. She becomes outraged and denies that she has a problem and can quit whenever she chooses. Leaving the director’s office, she goes to her bedroom and decides to take the pills that Jasper slipped her. She ends up spitting out the pills and throwing the rest of the bottle out of the window.
While off her morphine, she has fits, suffers much anguish and torment, but she endures through it, and determined to beat the odds, and take herself off the drugs
Next, is the argument of tacit consent. Those upholding this argument say that we consent to government through some action such as voting, paying taxes, or even just by living in its territory. It even goes as far to saying that we consent simply by remaining silent. Does this mean that we consent to something when we choose an option that is forced upon us? We have more options than the ones given to us by the government. It’s just that they have the power to punish us if we don’t choose from their palette of choices. The fact that we make a choice does not necessarily make it voluntary. Can one say then that if someone believes they make a choice voluntarily it constitutes consent?
Suddenly her bed was empty. Her room was empty. The nametag on her door was gone. Annie slept most of the weekend and, one day, just didn’t wake up. She was gone. I was shattered. ================
“Consent(s)” appears three times in this subsection and acts as main verb in the subordinate clauses. This indicates that consent is a crucial point.
Now that the summary is out there for all who did not get to read the story let’s make some connections to everyday life. In the story is it said by the author that, “All the while I hated myself for having wept before the needle went in, convinced that the nurse and my mother we...
“Action X is an informed consent by person P to intervention I if and only if:
Suddenly, Sara's light step halted and she turned to face me. From her hazel eyes blazed an intensity of exhilaration and courage, which mingled with pride and concern as she surveyed my resolute expression. I watched longingly as Sara unfastened the Nalgene bottle from her side; one sip of water sloshed tantalizingly at the bottom of the bottle, heightening my senses into acute desire. Sweat poured down from my face, biting at my eyes, and after I dabbed at them with my shirt, I saw Sara was presenting the water bottle to me. Both anticipating and squelching my refusing, Sara said simply, "Drink, Stacy. Yo...
A person gives expressed consent when we announce, either through speech or in writing that, we consent to something. Tacit consent however refers to subtle forms of consenting where one makes no expressed announcement. Nevertheless, there are different views for defining tacit consent. Within this essay, tacit consent will be referred to as “actions that serve no other purpose than merely for the reason to consent” (McKinnon, 2015, p. 11). With this definition we can explore the arguments for political obligation and break down their foundations.
To begin, symbolism is used to create feelings of strong emotion towards drug addiction. Lines 13-14 say “ Into my veins; Evil spirits remain;” this symbolizes the drugs in her system she sees as evil and controlling of her body. Line 12, “Bearing the scars of years I branded,” refers to her skin that is scared and cut up from years of needles and self inflicted cuts. The writer uses diction and metaphor in line 18: “Needles and poison heal the webs I spin.” The author is comparing herself to a spider and uses words that help the reader imagine and picture exactly what is occurring in the story. Furthermore, the poet brings about a feeling of despair and anguish through diction. Lines 9-10 say, “Screaming from within; I want out of my skin;” This expresses that the persona feels trapped inside her worldly body and desperately longs to have freedom. In close comparison to “The A Team,” at the end of the poem “I Bleed,” the speaker finds herself in surrender. Lines 20-21, “Surrender I must; I come to trust;” then line 23, “I've cut my ties and here I bleed” explain how she is done fighting and has found peace in ending her life. The poem's theme is that pain and depression overcome the desire to survive. Therefore, surrender was the only