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Death Camp – part 2
From: Butterfly Bill
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
This was posted to Facebook by Ouiluv Yu. It was a public post, and I get the idea that the author wants it to be spread widely, so I am posting here to a.g.r
It is not about the July 4th incident in Pennsylvania. Instead it is about something that happened on their way to the Wyoming gathering. About two thirds of the way to the end the author recounts an incident that left a deep emotional memory.
I’m having trouble reconciling the names given to the people I saw on July 4th. There is “Me”, who might be either the female who was wearing the yellow and orange sun suit and had the camera, or the one with dreadlocked hair wearing a purple elf skirt. I thought this person was a girl, but some people have told me that she is a boy. The third child there was definitely female. But in the list the next three in age after Me are boys, and the one who was wearing the bodice looked too old to be 6.
But Savannah is one damn good writer. The only thing I would have to do if I were editing would be to cut up some of the long paragraphs into shorter ones. This person has done a lot of reading, and knows how to use words like “myriad”. And at only 15!
-BB
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SAVANNAH’S STORY
Intro
Rainbow
A rainbow gathering is a place where many different people gather to pray for peace (or so they say). They set up free food kitchens and camps where the hippies can get free food. There is front gate, which is the welcoming comity. There is a camp where the alcoholics stay and get so drunk that they start beating the crap out of one another (you don’t ever want to be there at night).
The Woods
There are two different parts of the woods: the dirty kid half and the yuppie half. The yuppies hate the dirty kids and try to kick them out of the woods at any chance they get. Everyone is supposed to be really peaceful, but not many are. If you knock over a rock tower or say a curse word you will have a whole group of people around you trying to hurt you. That is their idea of peaceful.
Gatherings
There are two different kinds of gatherings: regionals and nationals. Regionals happen all year round, and nationals are only once a year. The gatherings are always held in a national forest, but it doesn’t matter which national forest.
The Dirty Kids
Dirty kids are the kids who live on the road all year long and don’t work. They live off of everyone else and they spange. Spanging is sitting on the side of a road and holding up a sign. They write things on the sign to try to make people who are driving by feel bad and give them money. They get food by using food stamps, going to the food bank, or going dumpster diving. Dumpster diving is when you go to the back of a store and see what they have thrown away. You would be surprised at what stores throw away. For fuel they gas or diesel jug. Gas and diesel jugging is when you go up to someone pumping gas or diesel and ask them if they can spare a few gallons. They are the ones who set up all of the regional gatherings, and they are usually the only ones who go to them.
Holding Camp
Holding camp is where the people who are going to the gathering wait for it to begin. People sometimes wait for over two months at these camps.
Nationals
There is only one national gathering a year. There are usually over ten thousand people at these gatherings. Nationals are what we dirty kids call the yuppie gatherings, because no one likes the dirty kids there. The yuppies always try their best to find a way to kick us out of the woods.
Regionals
There is always a regional gathering going on somewhere. You can go from one regional to the next all year- they are never ending. There are even regional gatherings going on when national are taking place.
The Yuppies
Yuppies are the people who have jobs and only go to nationals. They believe that they are all knowing and powerful because they have been to so many gatherings. They have council about every little thing, such as people cursing or someone bringing alcohol into the woods.
Council
Council is where the yuppies talk about all the problems they are having in the woods. Usually they talk about how the dirty kids are disrupting the gathering, and how they should just kick them out of the woods. They also talk about how death camp terrorizes people. The yuppies blame anything out of the ordinary that ever happens on them, such as things getting stolen, people getting a cut on their foot (they say that death camp sharpened sticks and put them in the ground), a tent gets slashed, etc.
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My Family and Friends
My darling mother- she is the one who brings us to these gatherings
Me- 15, I am the controlling one and the leader
Forest- 13, he is the obnoxious and a troublemaker
Katsura- 11, he is the crazy one and a troublemaker
Ozawa- 9, he is the sweet heart and a troublemaker
Annaleise- 6, she is the tomboy
Bubblegum- 4, she is the cutie pie and a little devil at times.
Harlan- he used to be my boyfriend
Kramer- we usually call him daddy Kramer because he was so good to us and always took care of us.
~ ~
Savannah’s Story
We were almost to the Wyoming holding camp. All of the kids had fallen asleep, and only mom, Marcus (mom’s boyfriend), and I were awake. The whole bus was filling with dust, and it was making us very congested. We had to cover our mouths so we could breathe. The road was really bumpy, so we were bouncing all over the place. Amazingly none of the kids had woken up. We had been on that road for half an hour, and were beginning to think we had made a wrong turn somewhere. Then I saw a rock pile! Rock piles in rainbow mean that you are going in the right direction. I saw a dim light up ahead, and I could smell the aroma of a fire. We found it, yay! Mom parked the bus in the grass on the side of the road. Everyone at holding camp was sleeping so we got in the back of the bus and laid down to go to sleep.
I woke up to the kids walking all over me. Still half asleep, I got out of the bus and was so amazed by how beautiful it was outside. The wind was blowing, the trees were swaying back and forth to the wind, the ground was covered with vibrantly colored wild flowers, and the woods were flourishing with life. I saw a river less than 50 feet away from me, and I ran over to it. It was a huge river, approximately 100 feet to the other side, and the water was so clear
I could see right through to the bottom of the it. I saw little fish, algae, and hermit crabs; I pulled up my pants and stepped into the water. It was so cold, but also so relaxing that I stood in it until my feet got numb. I walked back to camp to put some warmer clothes on because it was rather chilly outside. When I was changed I came back outside and saw that none of the kids were washed up. I went back into the bus and got out the propane stove, some propane, and the teapot. I set up the propane stove because I didn’t want to use our spring water to make wash up. There was no spring there yet and if we used all of the water up then we would have to take the half an hour journey back into town. I sent Ozawa to fetch me some water from the river. I turned on the propane stove and the flames were so high I almost burnt myself. I had to turn it down really low because our propane stove was a little broken. I put the teapot on, and I went to wake up the rest of the kids. They were all snuggled up in the blankets on the floor of the bus. It was so cute! How cute the kids were distracted me. Then I heard the teapot whistling! I ran out of the bus, turned off the stove, and dumped the water into the red bucket. I put some cold water into it I and got the soap and tooth brushes out of the bus. I put them on the picnic table and called the kids because it was time to wash up. The kids came out and we all washed up.
Mom made eggs and potatoes for breakfast. After we were done eating some people came over and asked if we needed any help with anything. We told them we were okay. Everyone seemed really nice. There were approximately 20 people there, not including us. We asked mom if we could go exploring, and she said yes. She told us not to go to far we, and said okay. I asked the kids who wanted to go exploring. Forest, Katsura, Ozawa, Annaleise, and Bubblegum all wanted to go. First we went over and looked at people’s camps. We saw that a lot of people just slept in their sleeping bags by the huge fire, while other people had pop up campers, and others had strings attached to different trees. There were tarps laid over the strings, and the people put their stuff under the tarps. There was only one tent set up in the whole campsite! A few others just slept in their buses as we did. There were a myriad of fire pits already at the campsite, along with picnic tables because it was a free campground. This was unusual because holding camp is usually in some small part of the national forest, not at free campgrounds. Some people had dug some new campfires so they could sleep by them. We found a part of the campsite that was right next to the river, and it was the most gorgeous place ever. Enormous, long vines and gigantic green oak trees surrounded it. We felt we were standing in a forest castle. People kept trying to talk to us, but we were very shy so we decided to venture into the woods where we hoped there would be no people.
We found what looked like a little path and started walking on it. It smelled like wild flowers! As we walked we kept getting stuck in pricker bushes, getting cuts all over our legs, and tripping over vines in the pathway that we didn’t see. At the end of the path we came to a dam. To one side of us we could see the road we drove in on the other night, so we knew we would find our way back easily. It was very strange that on one side of the road there was just grass as far as the eye could see, and the other side was covered in green trees and flourishing with life. We walked over to the other side of the dam and saw tons of water gushing over it. It looked like an enormous waterfall and it made the river part. I told the kids to come away from the dam. We came to an opening next to the river, and we decided to sit down. There was a big dirt pile next to us and the boys kept trying to climb it. However, it was too steep and the dirt was so loose that they didn’t make it very far. After watching and laughing at them when they fell, the boys stopped trying to conquer the dirt pile. They decided to collect rocks with us instead. We dug into the dirt and got covered in mud. We picked up big rocks from our holes and found a whole bunch of limestone. We thought it was the most wonderful rock in the world! We put all of our rocks in a pile and sat in a circle in the mud. We sat in mud for a while trading our rocks.
We got tired of collecting and trading our rocks, so we went exploring though the woods. It was a breathtaking sight, the oak and pine trees surrounding us. The wild flowers smelled so sweet, and the crisp breeze coming off the river smelled very fresh. We came to an opening near the river. In the middle of the river we saw an island. All of the kids wanted to try and get to it, and even through I told them no they somehow persuaded me to go. We took our shoes off and put them in a pile by a rock next to the river. We went into the water and started walking toward the island. The water was very shallow, and there wasn’t much of a current. It was, however, very murky and gross, and every time I took a step there would be a big brown spot in the water where my foot had been. My feet kept sinking into the muck. I thought it was disgusting, but the kids didn’t seem to mind at all. We made it to the island with no problems other than all of the kids’ pants getting a little wet and muddy The island was a massive beach with a bunch of little rocks covering it instead of sand. There were a few baby trees and some weeds scattered all over the place, and it had bunch of colossal rocks surrounding it. The boys decided to see who could be the biggest man and climb the most rocks, they kept almost falling, and therefore I told them to get down so they wouldn’t kill themselves. They all came down from the rocks. The babies and I were collecting more rocks, and the boys came and collected rocks with us.
The wind started to pick up, and it was almost three o’clock. I told the kids it was time to go back across the murky river. The kids just ran across the river this time. We got back to the beach, put our shoes back on, and grabbed the rocks we had collected. We walked though the woods until we found the main road, and took it back to camp. The kids started running around, and since the dirt was so dry they made a massive dust cloud. We played run away from the cloud of dust, and we were amazed when we saw the bus. We couldn’t figure out how we got back so fast.
We saw that mom was making lunch, and we asked her what we were having. She told us that we were having macaroni and cheese with applesauce. All of the kids were in the bus changing, and I went to join them. After we were done changing mom called us all to the picnic table. She told us she had a surprise for us. She told us that daddy Kramer had just called her. He said he was coming and that he would be there in 20 minutes. We all started jumping with joy! After a bit we all calmed down. We went into the bus and got the dish baskets. We brought them out of the bus, and since there were only four clean plates we all sat at the table after fighting over them. We ended up sharing plates to eat lunch. As we were eating we saw Kramer’s big white bus driving down the dirt road. We jumped up, but mom told to wait until he parked the bus. He parked in some grass in-between two trees next to our bus. We ran up to his bus, and he opened the doors. He got up from the driver seat and gave us all a big gigantic hug. Puppy Face and Remarkable, Kramer’s dogs, came running up and jump all over us. They started kissing us, and than we saw that Harlan was on the bus too. We gave him a lot of hugs as well. The bus was a mess! It smelled like dog poop, there were tools all over the chairs, and there were clothes everywhere. We asked Kramer why his bus was such a mess, and he told us it was because he didn’t have a woman on the bus and men are slobs. We all got off of the bus and went over to the picnic table. Kramer ate what was left over from our. We sat at the picnic table for a while and talked about our adventures.
Kramer saw pole across the river that looked like an electric pole. He called everyone in the camp over, and they agreed with him. He had a crazy idea that we could take an extension cord across the river and plug it in to the electricity if it existed, but first someone had to go across the river to see if it was really electricity. No one volunteered. I finally said that I would do it, because I am always up for a good adventure. First I had to walk back to the bus, climb up the black later to get to the roof rack, and unbungee the totes. I had to unbungee five totes before I got to the one I needed. The floaty tote was wet and it smelled like mould. I threw the tote down off of the roof rack and climbed down the latter. I found the boat that I thought didn’t have any holes in it yet- most of them did and we just never got rid of them. I went into the bus and went into the grey tool drawer. All of the tools in it were rusty. I went though every drawer before I finally found the pump. I went back outside and inflated the boat. I asked Forest for his phone and charger so that if there was electricity I could see if it worked. He said okay and went into the bus. He went to the back of the bus and under the bed, because there is a compartment under the bed where we keep our stuff. He had to take almost every crate out from under the bed before he found his red bag that his phone was in. He got a piggie bag out of food basket, put his phone and the charger in it, and gave it to me. We were ready! We took the boat over to the river. The current was moving really fast at this part of the river, so when I put the boat in the water it started drifting away. I had to hold it to keep it from floating down the river. I told Ozawa to get in the boat and hold the phone so it didn’t get wet. I got in the water and pushed the boat out further.
I jumped on the back of the boat with my feet hanging out the back and my chest in the boat. Then I started kicking. We were moving, and the water was much colder now. It was taking all of the air out of me. We were going against the current, so it was really hard to get across. I thought about giving up a couple of times because it was so hard. I was so relieved when I could reach the bottom of the river again. We walked though the grass over to the pole and looked at it, but all we saw was a bunch of wires wrapped around a pole, no outlet. We were so disappointed! We yelled over to them that it was just a pole, and they were disappointed too. I had to rest before I could start heading back across the river. After a few minutes I was ready, so I got back into the freezing water. Ozawa got back onto the boat and we began the journey back. It was a very easy journey back because we were going with the current. When I made it back and pulled the boat onto shore I was so relived to be back on land. I ran to the bus because I was freezing, and I changed my clothes.
I came out of the bus when I was done changing, and mom asked who was going to do dishes because the water was done. I told her that I had done them the last time. Forest ended up doing them because he had not done dishes in two weeks. While Forest did the dishes I asked if anyone wanted to play a game of dice. Marcus, Harlan, and Ozawa did, so I set up the game and everyone came over. We were in the middle of playing when mom came over to the picnic table and asked me if I knew where Katsura was. I told her I didn’t know, and suggested she check in the bus. Katsura appeared out of nowhere, but before I could tell her that I had found him an angry man came up to us. He asked who threw a rock at his old lady, and Forest jokingly said he did. The man grabbed him by the neck and dumped one of the dishpans. He started shaking him, and was going to hit him, so I jumped on top of the picnic table and leapt onto the man’s back. I wrapped my arm around his neck and tackled him to the ground, making his glasses fly off of his face. Then I screamed at him, and told him to never touch one of my siblings ever again. At this point the man had let go of Forest. I got off of the man, and everyone started yelling and cursing at us. The kids were crying hysterically. People started threatening our lives, and in all the madness I heard Marcus yelling, “Leave them alone! They’re just bunch of kids!” Suddenly a man jumped on his back, putting a knife to his throat, and trying to slit it. I jumped on top of the man to try to get him off of Marcus, not realizing that the man had a knife to Marcus’s throat. After a couple of moments of everyone thinking that Marcus was going to get killed, Marcus managed to get the knife away from his throat. He pinned the man to the ground. People came running over, and pulled Marcus off of the man. They checked to see if the man was all right, but not to see if Marcus was okay. I didn’t understand why they came running over to the man since Marcus was the victim and the man was the perpetrator. At this time Kramer came running over with a big metal object and was waving it around telling the people who were still yelling at us to back off. They were yelling things like “I hope you die”, “I hope that you get in a crash and your family dies!” We yelled back, “go away hippies,” “go kill yourselves,” and we yelled, “You tried to kill our friend!” They screamed, “Your friend deserved to die,” “ you all are a bunch of little brats,” and “your mom has promiscuous sex!” Mom yelled at us to stop, and put us all in the bus.
I ran to the back of the bus and got my phone. I hopped out the driver’s side window so mom wouldn’t see me. I went to the back of the bus climbed the latter and sat in the totes on top of the bus since that is the only place I can get service in the middle of the woods. I called my dad crying hysterically, and he told me to calm down and to tell him again slowly. I told him what happened again, and he told me to call the police immediately, before someone gets really hurt. Mom saw me on the roof, and yelled at me to get down from there and get in the bus. I told dad I had to go, and I got into the bus. All of the kids were still crying uncontrollably, so I tried to calm them down but I just ended up. crying with them. Some of them were hiding under blankets because they were so scared I managed to get them out from under the blankets, and I told them it would be okay. We were still very angry, so we screamed to get our anger out.
There were still people outside threatening our lives and telling us what horrible people we were. Marcus was yelling at the people because the man’s punishment for trying to kill him was to be tied to a tree for five hours. He got his knife taken away, but only temporarily. The man was a white supremacist he hated Marcus because Marcus is black. That is part of the reason he attacked him. After everyone calmed down we went back outside, packed everything up, and threw it all in the bus because we just wanted to get the hell out of there. While we did that, a man came over and put some bandages on Marcus’s arm. Some people reassured us that no harm would come to us and that we could stay if we wanted to. We told them that we had other things to do. We got all of the stuff packed, said goodbye to our friends, and left. Once we were driving, we asked Katsura why the man came over asking who threw rocks at his old lady.
Katsura said he was throwing rocks and one hit the lady in the leg. He was only throwing pebbles, so I didn’t understand why they got so mad. I asked Forest what happened to the man’s glasses. He told me that he smashed them into little pieces and threw them into the river. In some strange way this made us feel better.
We drove back down the dirt road, and I put on a movie to get the kids’ minds off of what had just happened. We were on our way to the nearest town to take Marcus to the hospital, because during the conflict the man with the knife had cut his arm. We got off of the highway at the first exit that said hospital on the blue sign. We followed the little blue signs and found the hospital. We had to drive around the hospital a couple of times before we found the entrance. We drove Marcus up to urgent care and dropped him off. Mom gave him her cell phone so we could get in contact with him, and so he could call us when he was done.
When he was done eating we went to CVS and got various medical supplies for his arm. We got a hotel room for the night so everyone could get a shower, and so that Marcus could get all the dirt off of his arm so his wound wouldn’t get infected. After he was done showering I bandaged up his wound. We all got into bed and tired not to think about the horrible things that had happened to us that day.
There should be a punishment for threatening the lives of innocent children, and attacking them should require a substantial punishment. A grown man or woman should never lay a hand on a young child under any circumstances, and an innocent mans life should never be taken away for defending the lives of innocent children. Especially when they are helpless against 20 other adults surrounding them, yelling at them, and threatening there lives People should be put in jail for these kinds of things.
From: Butterfly Bill
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 10:21 am, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> And at only 15!
Make that 18, (but it’s still impressive).
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
> On Jan 29, 11:21 am, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> There should be a punishment for threatening the lives of innocent children, and attacking them should require a substantial punishment. A grown man or woman should never lay a hand on a young child under any circumstances, and an innocent mans life should never be taken away for defending the lives of innocent children. Especially when they are helpless against 20 other adults surrounding them, yelling at them, and threatening there lives People should be put in jail for these kinds of things.
When I first heard of Death Camp- I imagined like a whole tribe of maniacs- but someone told me it’s like only 6 (six) CHILDRED wtf! I think I like these kids..... -w-
From: rainbowcry...@yahoo.co
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 10:58 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> When I first heard of Death Camp- I imagined like a whole tribe of maniacs- but someone told me it’s like only 6 (six) CHILDRED wtf! I think I like these kids..... -w-
you wouldnt like them so much if you were the one they stole from..or one of the guys they kicked in the nuts...or if the threw urine on you .....
From: Preacher Mike
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
> you wouldnt like them so much if you were the one they stole from..or one of the guys they kicked in the nuts...or if the threw urine on you .....
Document, document, document, then, and only then, if necessary, call the cagekeepers to supervise some ‘time-out’ space, <shrug>
Its is about respect.
Tossing firecrackers in main circle during the silence? Big lack of respect.
The kin is made up of many tribes, collectives, families, solitaries, etc. there is no general rule of thumb other than to agree to disagree at gather, leaving arguments at the gate.
The Golden Rule rules.
Peace
PM
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 2:13 pm, “rainbowcrystalkitc...@yahoo.com” <rainbowcrystalkitc...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> you wouldnt like them so much if you were the one they stole from..or one of the guys they kicked in the nuts...or if the threw urine on you .....
oh- well I didnt hear of those things... I may NOT like them, but they deserve love like anyone else so Im gonna make it a point to visit them. havent you ever made a vicious dog into a tame pet?
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 2:35 pm, Preacher Mike <amcardi...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Document, document, document, then, and only then, if necessary, call the cagekeepers to supervise some ‘time-out’ space, <shrug>
> Its is about respect.
I happen to think that is hilarious, but from what I hear the “family” did even worse by physically jumping them - wtf?
From: hj st
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 12:00 pm, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> I happen to think that is hilarious, but from what I hear the “family” did even worse by physically jumping them - wtf?
they were hugged down kicking and screaming, from what i can infer. it was sickening to see bodhi use the event for his own grandstanding afterwards on the net, weeks worth. the kids are alright, and on the bus, as any other on the land at the gathering.
Waaaaashington!
peace!
From: magicbowlbob
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 9:21 am, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> To one side of us we could see the road we drove in on the other night, so we knew we would find our way back easily. It was very strange that on one side of the road there was just grass as far as the eye could see, and the other side was covered in green trees and flourishing with life. We walked over to the other side of the ...
wow you could apply for a spin Master position for any political party out there sister. there was so much stupidity by all involved in the incident you somewhat described, your group locked horns with that other bus from the get go and it was like two pit bulls pulling on a rope from there. I did not see the assault you talk about however charges were filed and 2 persons were taken into custody after you left.
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 11:35 am, Preacher Mike <mcardi...@gmail.com> wrote:
> The Golden Rule rules.
> Peace
> PM
Amen [Hotep] to that!
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 12:00 pm, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> I happen to think that is hilarious, but from what I hear the “family” did even worse by physically jumping them - wtf?
I’m interested in knowing who ‘jumped them.’
From: rainbowcry...@yahoo.com
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 11:35 am, Preacher Mike <amcardi...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Document, document, document, then, and only then, if necessary, call the cagekeepers to supervise some 'time-out' space, <shrug>
I cant document my claims ...other then to say I spoke with people who had the experience....I know someone who had a camera stolen from him by one of them and others who had piss t hrown on them and another who was kicked in the nuts ...ok.,.. to me thats testamony...to you its hear say and I accept that ... but for me I have victim testamony...whcih I believe
From: rainbowcry...@yahoo.com
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 12:00 pm, woodstock <hirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> I happen to think that is hilarious, but from what I hear the “family” did even worse by physically jumping them - wtf?
“the family” never “jumped” them ...
From: bodhi
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 1:56 pm, hj st <hjayst...@gmail.com> wrote:
> they were hugged down kicking and screaming, from what i can infer. it was sickening to see bodhi use the event for his own grandstanding afterwards on the net, weeks worth.
No Gathering for Old Men, eh?
There were a lot of cruel and untrue things said about the Death Camp kids on this forum and I believe there are many here that need to publicly apologize for the “un-rainbow” things they said.. All I did was take Butterfly Bill’s written account of the incident and tried to reconcile it with the lies many here were spreading. According to BB’s account in “The Stairway To Heaven Gathering” it was noisy musical instruments and loud voices that ‘cause the crowd of Hi-Hos to go berserk that day on the 4th.
BB writes:
> “Then at maybe 10 o’clock I heard the sounds of a tambourine and some people telling others to be quiet .... then I heard a girl’s voice saying, “You’re all a bunch of Nazis”. I looked over and saw three girls walking around onto the meadow, all talking loudly. ... One of them had blond hair in long dreadlocks .... She was walking around with a video camera taking pictures of all the people who approached them. . Several people who were sitting in the meadow got up and formed a circle around them and tried to shush them, but they responded with remarks like, “You’re a bunch of Nazi punks” and “You’re all a bunch of child molesters.” Other people started protesting the attempts to silence them, saying, “Let the children speak”. Finally there was a complete circle around them and someone started an Om. One of the kids said to the one with the dreadlocks, “You’re being Omed over”, and she responded by saying, “This is getting too weird for me”, and she walked out of the circle, followed by all the rest.”
> “The one dressed like a Hausfrau threw a smoke bomb on the ground that started a little clump of dry grass on fire before someone quickly stomped on it. Several people got up and I saw a mob of people forming around them, and between the legs on the outside I saw the Hausfrau being thrown to the ground and people piling on top of her. Thruout I heard the girls crying out mockingly things like, “Get your hands off me. and “You call yourselves peaceful. you’re really a bunch of violent punks.” Another Om started up, and people got up from sitting and started holding hands in concentric circles.”
Later on, Butterfly Bill recounts a similar incident -
> “I went back into the meadow, and almost everybody was still standing and holding hands, and the Om continued on faintly some more until silence returned - but most of the people were still standing. Then I saw a man beckoning everybody to sit down, and most did. Then he broke the silence with his loud voice announcing how there would be a world crisis in 2012, the last year in the Mayan calendar, and our Hopi brothers have left us a prophecy that we should all gather in “the four corners area”, because they knew “how to show us how to survive”. Another woman got up and started to add some more words to his. When people stated saying, “Respect the Silence”, she repeatedly answered with, “I will not be silenced!” Small circles of people formed around her and the man, and a saw people trying to persuade them quietly. But there were some more outbursts from them, and now everybody was saying Om, and this time it got louder as people tried to use the Om to drown out their voices. The two people finally quieted down, but the Om, started perhaps prematurely, continued until I saw the children’s parade from Kid Village start to walk between out rings. They had entered in silence so complete that I was surprised when I first saw them. The Om continued, loud enough to discourage a few people who tried to start playing drums and a fiddle until it finally gave way to the cheer with raised arms - maybe an hour or a half before the sun was at the meridian.”
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
Savannah is in the Rainbow family group on Facebook...talking rationally and answering questions..
From: spiritrising
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 29, 2011
On Jan 29, 9:09 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Savannah is in the Rainbow family group on Facebook...talking rationally and answering questions..
damn glad i am not on facebook
From: *stella*
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 29, 8:09 pm, tea crone <anjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Savannah is in the Rainbow family group on Facebook...talking rationally and answering questions..
I have some questions:
Isn’t someone who was 15 in 08 (before Wyoming) now subject to adult rules about aggressing others?
and
How can you have a bus (how many gallons per mile?) and gas for it (wasn’t it almost $4 a gallon in 08?) cell phones, propane, stoves, food, inflateable rafts, etc. and sneer at people who seem to have to work for a living if they are not comfortable living off of others? Are you some kind of trust fund dirty kids or what?
From: *stella*
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 7:13 am, "*stella*" <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> I have some questions:
> Isn't someone who was 15 in 08 (before Wyoming) now subject to adult rules about aggressing others?
> and
Really my only question is how to have less aggression, accusation, harshness, and more safety and kindness. If there is no consensus for silence then I can let it go, so what if there is no silence on the 4th? I can’t let it go if someone is using their dogs or kids to attack me. If I do make it to the gathering my intention is to empower and collaborate with those I trust to create safety and de-escalate aggression and turn on the peace and healing. But silence coerced with hostility is certanly not what we mean by peace. That is actually oppression.
From: az whistler
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 29, 6:20 pm, magicbowlbob <Bob101...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> wow you could apply for a spin Master position for any political party out there sister. there was so much stupidity by all involved in the incident you somewhat described, your group locked horns with that other bus from the get go and it was like two pit bulls pulling on a rope from there. I did not see the assault you talk about however charges were filed and 2 persons were taken into custody after you left.
MBB... would you please elaborate. ??
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 9:19 am, spiritrising <miketwofeath...@gmail.com> wrote:
> damn glad i am not on facebookI
I’m glad you aren’t as well..You would be no help at all, that is obvious...
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 10:13 am, "*stella*" <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> How can you have a bus (how many gallons per mile?) and gas for it (wasn’t it almost $4 a gallon in 08?) cell phones, propane, stoves, food, inflateable rafts, etc. and sneer at people who seem to have to work for a living if they are not comfortable living off of others? Are you some kind of trust fund dirty kids or what?
I do believe it is attitudes like yours that fuel these aggressive sentiments..In My Opinion I think we are all aware how Rainbows get by...the nomadic ones anyway..disposable cell phones can be purchased for ten dollars...gas jugging...flyin a sign...*rolls eyes*
From: magicbowlbob
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 11:52 am, whistler <azwhist...@gmail.com> wrote:
> MBB... would you please elaborate. ??
I was there when both of the buses came into camp the same day. The first bus went way down the river and was really just a bunch of very mean drunks who said they were festys not rainbow. Then came Savana and the family they parked about halfway between the kitchen and this other group. Now I would not call these kids angels and to me they were enjoying the escalating conflict their teasing of these drunks was causing. I did not see the final conflict that involved the knife and there were several versions. when I got there it looked liked the kids were kicking the crap out of the drunks and the confused rainbow trying to get both parties to stop fighting. It broke up and the drunks went down to get drunker and the family left. About 4 hours later 2 sheriff cars arrived regarding someone being stabbed and 2 out of their group were taken into custody. Who got stabbed or what stabbing they were talking about I never did find out.
thats what I know
bob
From: Preacher Mike
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
> I think we are all aware how Rainbows get by...the nomadic ones anyway..disposable cell phones can be purchased for ten dollars...gas jugging...flyin a sign...*rolls eyes*
In truth, most of the nomads I personally know work for a living.
Not that some, if not all have ‘jugged’ from time to time.
The majority work their crafts or straight jobs and move about the country following the work.
Peace, PM
From: az whistler
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 2:52 pm, magicbowlbob <Bob101...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> thats what I know
> bob
Thanks.
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 10:28 am, “*stella*” <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> Really my only question is how to have less aggression, accusation, harshness, and more safety and kindness. If there is no consensus for silence then I can let it go, so what if there is no silence on the 4th? I can’t let it go if someone is using their dogs or kids to attack me. If I do make it to the gathering my intention is to empower and collaborate with those I trust to create safety and de-escalate aggression and turn on the peace and healing. But silence coerced with hostility is certanly not what we mean by peace. That is actually oppression.
Yes it is. There is NO WAY to phisically remove the ripples from a pond. Thank you.
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
> I do believe it is attitudes like yours that fuel these aggressive sentiments..In My Opinion
I don’t think there is even one perfected saint among “us” including me.
From: Butterfly Bill
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 29, 10:09 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Savannah is in the Rainbow family group on Facebook...talking rationally and answering questions..
Yes, she (I’m not altogether sure she isn’t a he) is Savannah Monser-Kernosh and all of her posts have been public. There is a group there called Rainbow Family and it has open membership, and she has been interacting with several people over there. You can most probably read it all without having to friend anybody.
(I don’t think she is going to be seeing and responding to any thing here on a.g.r., I just forwarded her message myself.)
-BB
From: Connie
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
Seems to be a conflict in the following two paragraphs from the story. Did Marcus get his wound attended to at the hospital, or at the motel with supplies from CVS?
> “We were on our way to the nearest town to take Marcus to the hospital, because during the conflict the man with the knife had cut his arm. We got off of the highway at the first exit that said hospital on the blue sign. We followed the little blue signs and found the hospital. We had to drive around the hospital a couple of times before we found the entrance. We drove Marcus up to urgent care and dropped him off. Mom gave him her cell phone so we could get in contact with him, and so he could call us when he was done.”
> “When he was done eating we went to CVS and got various medical supplies for his arm. We got a hotel room for the night so everyone could get a shower, and so that Marcus could get all the dirt off of his arm so his wound wouldn’t get infected. After he was done showering I bandaged up his wound. We all got into bed and tired not to think about the horrible things that had happened to us that day.”
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 3:38 pm, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> Yes, she (I’m not altogether sure she isn’t a he) is Savannah Monser-Kernosh
Savannah is a girl..she is the blonde. Forrest is the boy with the dreadlocks. Katsura is a boy, and is the one with the bustier on in the video. Oz is the younger boy you see in the video. What is funny is that I know more about this family than all of you that have been discussing them for months. You know why? Because I gave a shit and I took the time to email her and friend her on Facebook. The group spoken of is a group I made, it is open and anyone can see content, but you have to join to post. This girl Savannah is incredibly bright and talented. I have spent a good deal of time looking at her pictures. If someone did not tell you they were the Horrid deadly to be feared Death Camp, you surely would not have known. They are beautiful children. The more I read..the more I think Savannah is right about many things...you guys are a bunch of hippiecrits...
From: *stella*
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 11:50 am, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> I do believe it is attitudes like yours that fuel these aggressive sentiments..In My Opinion I think we are all aware how Rainbows get by...the nomadic ones anyway..disposable cell phones can be purchased for ten dollars...gas jugging...flyin a sign...*rolls eyes*
So you believe if someone has a job they deserve to have fire works, piss and shit thrown on them by dirty kids at the gathering?
I do know exactly how rainbows get by, more than you know, and this story described hotel rooms, hot showers, traveling in a bus, propane, food, cell phones..
that ain’t done by flying no sign. I found it impossible to fund an operation like that without resorting to a rich family or serious criminal activity, so I got an honest job to support my kid. I got an education so I could persue right livelyhood.
Why do I deserve to be afraid to go to a rainbow gathering because I have a job?
Why do people with a lifestyle this comfortable get to attack me for mine?
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 9:19 am, spiritrising <miketwofeath...@gmail.com> wrote:
> damn glad i am not on facebook
Yeah yar- and I know yer handle too! (smirk)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0TR1hqAXsw
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 9:00 pm, “*stella*” <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> So you believe if someone has a job they deserve to have fire works, piss and shit thrown on them by dirty kids at the gathering?
So..please bring forth the person who had feces thrown at them, AND the person who had piss squirted on them. I want proof. Savannah has stated that Death Camp has never thrown feces on anyone. Until that person comes forward..I believe Savannah.
Hmm, I have friends who fly signs and regularly make several hundred dollars a day.
Here is another thought..it would be pretty easy for anyone with a wild hair at this point to do any number of nasty things at a gathering and Death Camp would get blamed.
Are you guys really afraid of a bunch of little children? how in the hell do you survive in Babylon without having daily panic attacks?
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 3:38 pm, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> Yes, she (I’m not altogether sure she isn’t a he) is Savannah Monser-Kernosh and all of her posts have been public. There is a group there called Rainbow Family and it has open membership, and she has been interacting with several people over there. You can most probably read it all without having to friend anybody.
BB it is someone named Cheryl’s private censured group- how do I know this? I am banned lol! For real. I hear there is a political discussion about my removal and that she is considering “letting me back in” (rolls eyes) whateva. She’ll still have the ability to censure and ban anytime she dont like what is being said so no thanks. call it rainbow, but it aint....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-8hpEzR974
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 7:10 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> What is funny is that I know more about this family than all of you that have been discussing them for months.
You’re joking, right cheryl? You gave a shit? when I joined your group you were not giving a shit at all- you were attacking them- you made it seem like they were a tribe of savage manics plundering and pillaging through all of rainbow by the 100’s.... 6 children- sheesh! And how can you say “anyone” can see content- such bullshit! The only reason I know what goes on there is cuz people think you are wrong about so much of the way you see and deal with things rainbow- you are worse than those kids in my book... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-8hpEzR974
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 10:02 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> So..please bring forth the person who had feces thrown at them, AND the person who had piss squirted on them. I want proof. Savannah has stated that Death Camp has never thrown feces on anyone. Until that person comes forward..I believe Savannah.
> Hmm, I have friends who fly signs and regularly make several hundred dollars a day.
oh fer fucks sake...
From: Butterfly Bill
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 6:10 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Savannah is a girl..she is the blonde. Forrest is the boy with the dreadlocks. Katsura is a boy, and is the one with the bustier on in the video. Oz is the younger boy you see in the video.
Thanks for straightening out their gender. As they would say on Crossdressers.com, the two boys did an excellent job of “passing”.
Are you Cheryl Paolini? She’s the one who I thought started Rainbow Family (which was for a brief while “Rainbow Phamily”) on Facebook. (Cheryl has mentioned being associated with Tea Time, and you’re tea crone.)
I agree about the bright and talented, I’ve said that on Fb/RbF where she could see it.
And Katsura was doing more than making noise, he was throwing smoke bombs on some rather dry grass, and one of them I got up and stomped out myself when I started seeing some glowing orange. That is something that endangers all, and physical restraint to stop it is justified, tho it could have been done a lot less crudely than the way it was done.
-BB
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 11:32 pm, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
Are you Cheryl Paolini? She’s the one who I thought started Rainbow Family (which was for a brief while “Rainbow Phamily”) on Facebook. (Cheryl has mentioned being associated with Tea Time, and you’re tea crone.)
yep, that is me...no longer associated with Teatime..
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 10:54pm, woodstock <hirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> You’re joking, right cheryl? You gave a shit? when I joined your group you were not giving a shit at all- you were attacking them- you made it seem like they were a tribe of savage manics plundering and pillaging through all of rainbow by the 100’s.... 6 children- sheesh! And how can you say “anyone” can see content- such bullshit!
OK..that kid that came in spewing shit was NOT one of Savannah’s siblings..not a Death Camp Kid. It was mamatree’s brother..and he signed his post DC to start shit. I have since found this out.
Yes, anyone can see content, the group is not private.
> The only reason I know what goes on there is cuz people think you are wrong about so much of the way you see and deal with things rainbow- you are worse than those kids in my book..
Please enlighten me..Oh Mighty One...on the proper way to “see” Rainbow.
There is nothing wrong with those kids...you on the other hand, are one sick puppy.
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
On Jan 30, 10:49 pm, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> BB it is someone named Cheryl’s private censured group- how do I know this? I am banned lol! For real. I hear there is a political discussion about my removal and that she is considering “letting me back in” (rolls eyes) whateva. She’ll still have the ability to censure and ban anytime she dont like what is being said so no thanks. call it rainbow, but it aint....
Um..the way Facebook has the group set up...anyone who is a member can click on that little blue X and delete a post or thread. You just got your panties in a wad because several sisters asked me to remove you because you were stalking them on Facebook. You creeped them out. You creeped me out.
You made all lovey dovey with a close friend of mine, but you did not know what was really going down. You got a few new friends soon after, sent to you by her.lady friends. Then you started telling those women that my friend was a nutbag..and she was stalking you, but you sure were gonna let her come and pick you up and haul your sorry ass around.All the while laughing about it behind her back.
There is...I assure you NO political discussion about whether to invite you back in. It was a facetious comment on my part.
As If..
*rolls eyes*
From: *stella*
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 30, 2011
> Hmm, I have friends who fly signs and regularly make several hundred dollars a day.
Cheryl Paloni? Savannah is a Jr. College student? fb reveals interesting things.
Do you think she is flying signs for tuition room and board? Get real.
Why do you think she is going to college .. to get a good job?
...and then if she came back to the gathering that would mean .. gasp! ..Hypocricy!
How about you calm down and stop aggressing me sister. Welcome to AGR!
From: hj st
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 30, 12:38 pm, Butterfly Bill <butterflyb...@grapevine.net> wrote:
> Yes, she (I'm not altogether sure she isn't a he) is Savannah Monser-Kernosh
i’m sorry, i still think it’s completely hilarious you couldn’t tell that was a boy in a dress,... c’mon, man! of all people! ; )
peace!
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 1:06 am, "*stella*" <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> Cheryl Paloni? Savannah is a Jr. College student? fb reveals interesting things.
> Do you think she is flying signs for tuition room and board? Get real.
> ...How about you calm down and stop aggressing me sister. Welcome to AGR!
OK..first of all, thanks for the welcome...
I have no idea where she got the money...but I did send her mom a message of support and from what I can gather...they are in a good , peaceful situation. She is about to have her 10th child...and she just wants peace and quiet. She is a very intelligent woman, very well spoken and articulate. I doubt she is on drugs...
I am speculating that perhaps Savannah is studying to get her GED? She is doing general studies.
You guys are the most aggressive people I have met besides a certain TeaMaster...
From: spiritrising
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 30, 12:47 pm, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> damn glad i am not on facebook
> I’m glad you aren’t as well..You would be no help at all, that is obvious...
from what i saw of facebook only people who feel ashamed of themselves are on facebook trying to proove who has the most friends to get their ego up
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 12:15 am, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Please enlighten me..Oh Mighty One...on the proper way to “see” Rainbow.
> There is nothing wrong with those kids...you on the other hand, are one sick puppy.
And why is that miss know-it-all? you are very sneaky and not as smart as you would like to THINK you are- why, cuz I dare challenge things you say and do makes me “sick” in your eyes? whateva. You called YOUR group Rainbow whateva and so aside from allowing certain things to be posted and not others the issue I have is your censuring and removing people. Your way is how rainbow gets messed up Cheryl and I have simply tried to engage your views about openness and equality. I know it’s a hard concept (rolls eyes) but nonetheless Im sick enough to understand those concepts. Blanket assurtions dont work in this group like they do in YOUR group. If I’m “sick” you would neccessarily have to make that clear, otherwise it’s bullshit- get that?
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 12:25 am, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> You made all lovey dovey with a close friend of mine, but you did not know what was really going down. You got a few new friends soon after, sent to you by her.lady friends. Then you started telling those women that my friend was a nutbag..and she was stalking you, but you sure were gonna let her come and pick you up and haul your sorry ass around.All the while laughing about it behind her back.
Michelle explained this to me lol! We’re friends, and yeah, I understand her nuttiness, so? She doesnt admit as much to you? LOL. facetious on your part? Ya mean you were FISHING for more negative comments from your Rainbow family Camp is all you were doing- obvious to me and the friends I have in YOUR group sis. Most of your negativity is behind the scenes in private messages and chats- think I dont know about some of them? You love sob-sisters and I also know about another group where you and these sob-sisters have bonded on lies. hey, it’s your life. I dont have to live with you thank god, but YOU do. Im your FRiend cheryl, know why? Cuz I tell you and explain when I see something out of place unlike your fake feely-goodie friends who dont have the capacity to engage in constructive confrontation. Im your friend cuz I have also made it known when you have made right on comments and posts or addressed issues in a non- biased way wholy based on your own personal views- I commend you when you do so. Uncomfortable? (shrug) Have an ice day.... lol
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 1:06 am, “*stella*” <free_medic...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> Cheryl Paloni? Savannah is a Jr. College student? fb reveals interesting things.
> Do you think she is flying signs for tuition room and board? Get real.
> Why do you think she is going to college .. to get a good job?
> ...and then if she came back to the gathering that would mean .. gasp! ..Hypocricy!
Im impressed Stella! Check out what Savannah says in this very short clip- hard to understand her but what I get is “ “you’ve set a good example... we’re allowed to... yada yada yada”... and she ends with “thank you grown-ups”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCu3lsns3rc
I like this kid- she’s a rainbow warrior in my book.
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 2:09 am, hj st <hjayst...@gmail.com> wrote:
> i’m sorry, i still think it’s completely hilarious you couldn’t tell that was a boy in a dress,... c’mon, man! of all people! ; )
LOL- no comment...
From: *stella*
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 6:01 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> > Why do you think she is going to college .. to get a good job?
> > ...and then if she came back to the gathering that would mean .. gasp! ..Hypocricy!
> > How about you calm down and stop aggressing me sister. Welcome to AGR!
> Im impressed Stella! Check out what Savannah says in this very short clip- hard to understand her but what I get is “ “you’ve set a good example... we’re allowed to... yada yada yada”... and she ends with “thank you grown-ups”
Hey, I’m happy to admit I am a hypocrit and aggressive as hell, but I would rather use my power to do good when I can.
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 8:57 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> Hey, I’m happy to admit I am a hypocrit and aggressive as hell, but I would rather use my power to do good when I can.
Glad to hear this Stella. I think Cheryl is just in a too closed in of a space to “get it” about rainbow, but I do think she will eventually see it. Doubtful she can assimilate anything I say, but said from another sis or one of her close friends? yeah, I think it’s hopeful. Personally, I think that group of hers outta be named something like “Bliss Pit” or something- i mean every other comment is “luvin you” squawk, “we love you” squack” and not a whole lot of objectiveness (shrug)
You go girl- tell it like it is.
From: tea crone
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 8:57 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> You love sob-sisters and I also know about another group where you and these sob-sisters have bonded on lies. hey, it’s your life. I dont have to live with you thank god, but YOU do. Im your FRiend cheryl, know why? Cuz I tell you and explain when I see something out of place unlike your fake feely-goodie friends who dont have the capacity to engage in constructive confrontation.
I feel like you and all the rest of my “friends” should know where I am coming from, my mindset ..and a few other things...look for a speech later on today..
Cause I know you guys are thinking “who is this ole lady from Babylon...another one that got all loopy on Rainbow...don’t know what it is..”
Sob sisters..funny.
It is a womyn’s circle group where we talk about stuff men don’t want to hear about..menopause..periods..hemorrhoids.. whatever problems we may have that day.
Sorry to burst your bubble, again... the group was formed WAY before I knew about you and the abuse you heaped on a certain sister. I believe her...not you..
Get Over It.
I promise,you are not a topic of discussion amongst those in the group.
Ever.
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 8:27 am, spiritrising <miketwofeath...@gmail.com> wrote:
> from what i saw of facebook only people who feel ashamed of themselves are on facebook trying to proove who has the most friends to get their ego up
(shrug) heh- I like it cuz you can post videos and stuff real easy-music etc. I have alotta fun on there. What’s wrong with ego? ;)
From: spiritrising
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 7:53 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> I like it cuz you can post videos and stuff real easy-music etc. I have alotta fun on there. What’s wrong with ego?
its the way it is done to boost one’s ego that matters
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 9:39 am, tea crone <banjosma...@gmail.com> wrote:
> It is a womyn's circle group where we talk about stuff men don't want to hear about..menopause..periods..hemorrhoids.. whatever problems we may have that day.
Yeah- I admit Im scared of seein what’s in that womyn’s group- I mean something that bleeds for a week and doesnt die? <shudder> I KNOW you believe her and not me- but people that KNOW both of us know the truth- and it explains why you let her lie on your group and my “friends like PM” and alot of others were sucked into that sob-sister bullshit you let stay on there until I started defending myself and suddenly it was all deleted- but stayed long enough to poison people about the “issue” of my alledged abuse of what’s her name. You’re damned right - I was sick of the lies she was tellin- and I cared what you and everyone thought about it. Keep your belief for all I care but if you ever want to know the truth about all of it, I will tell you. I have a collection of emails from people that lived with us that she ran off, people that called while she was screaming and coming down off meth thinking I was making plans with other women- videos and pics of alot of shit that went down im saving for this lynch circle that has been put together just for me.... I dont care at all now cuz I have been completely distracted from all of that by the most awesome of women who silently watched all of the drama for many months and recently told me of all of this and all of the things you and others have said thinking it was hidden. The roots of it have been exposed now (shrug) BTW Here is just a sample of how your group is/has been censured :
Cheryl Paolini Oops..can’t take credit, they requested to join and no one is turned away. Thinking about re adding a brother I removed. Some of the members know who I am speaking of.....
ok. do you admit this? I have other stuff if you persist- I happen to be interested in your speech just because..... -w-
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: January 31, 2011
On Jan 31, 10:07 am, spiritrising <miketwofeath...@gmail.com> wrote:
> its the way it is done to boost one’s ego that matters
That couldnt possibly apply to me- I already had an ego before i ever signed up for facebook ;)
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: February 1, 2011
yes mike, but does everyone know this, and if they do, do they practice it? Of course they are disrespectful! Of course! Apparently you blame them!
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: February 1, 2011
On Feb 1, 6:46 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> yes mike, but does everyone know this, and if they do, do they practice it? Of course they are disrespectful! Of course! Apparently you blame them!
By “them” I’m assuming you mean the Death Camp kids?
From: woodstock
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: February 1, 2011
I’m referring to whomever PM is referring to- ask him lol!-w-
> Document, document, document, then, and only then,
> if necessary, call the cagekeepers to supervise some ‘time-out’ space, <hrug>
> Its is about respect.
> Tossing firecrackers in main circle during the silence? Big lack of respect.
From: Sanity
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: February 1, 2011
On Feb 1, 9:40 am, woodstock <thirdwavevisi...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> I’m referring to whomever PM is referring to- ask him lol!-w-
10-4, over under around and through.
From: spiritrising
Subject: Death Camp Kids - Savannah’s Story
Date: February 2 2011
fuckin cold in the states but atleast it will be up to 77 before i go home....brrrrr
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