can’t get you outta my head


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Can’t Get You Out Of My Head

La la la

La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy your loving is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy it’s more than I dare to think about

La la la
La la la la la

I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy your loving is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy it’s more than I dare to think about

Every night
Every day
Just to be there in your arms

Won’t you stay
Won’t you lay
Stay forever and ever and ever and ever

La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy your loving is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy it’s more than I dare to think about

There’s a dark secret in me
Don’t leave me locked in your heart

Set me free
Feel the need in me
Set me free
Stay forever and ever and ever and ever

La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can’t get you out of my head
I just can’t get you out of my head
I just can’t get you out of my head…

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the power of networks


power of networks brian d foyWe like networks.

In a network no one of us gets to be in charge of the rest of us. No one of us gives ourselves the job of telling the rest what to do and how to do it.

Networks mimic nature instead of  trying to pose some simplistic set of rules made up by those with more power to keep those with less power in their place.

A hierarchy can look beautiful if you’re standing at the top looking down – but it sucks when viewed from pretty much  any other position.

A network can look messy from pretty much any position but we can learn to appreciate the beauty in that.  Rather than attempt to force a whole network to conform to out idea we can simply create our own smaller part o the larger whole – local network meeting local needs in local ways: always learning from others and willing to share but never expecting the rest to fall inline.

The essence for networks is that they provide and hold open many ideas, offer many possibilities, embrace and create many and varied ways.

Networks do not fear and seek to control but, instead, celebrate and thrive on diversity.

And learning to live with diversity is a pretty good reason to live.

Manuel Lima on The Power Of Networks at RSAnimate

 

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we spend the first years teaching them to walk and talk and the rest telling them to sit down and shut up


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We spend the first years of our kids’ lives teaching them to talk and to walk and the rest telling them to sit down and shut up.

Neil deGrasse Tyson

And when they don’t we diagnose and medicate them.

He’s right, there is something not right in that.

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Placebo-ECT: how electro-free electroshock can save us from global warming


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By our Placebo Psychiatry Correspondent

DrKen Placebo

Placebo-ECT Shock! electroshock-works without the electro

Remarkable story published in Chicago Daily News  Sept 1974,  of a remarkable, natural and accidental double-blind random placebo random trial in which placebo electroshock therapy was shown to be effective for two years before the hospital’s new nurse indicated the machine delivering the juice actually had, well,  no juice.

Yes folks, the new machine didn’t work, hadn’t worked and the only shock it had ever  delivered was the one now evident on clinicians’ faces and other body parts.

Placebo Electroshock worked – even when the machine didn’t have electricity. Magic.

So, for two years the staff at the clinic had proudly been “delivering” the all “new”,  “scientific”-  “not at all like the old shock”,  ECT therapy using their spanky new,  fancy-dancy, hi-tech, not like the old-tech, all-new, bells and whistles machine – and claiming great success – without realising that the machine wasn’t actually working, had no electricity and wasn’t actually delivering a single millivolt or micro amp of shock.

Instead, people had merely been “treated” to being wheeled into the treatment room, put to sleep for a while with anaesthetics and woke up feeling better – in the way that most of us might feel better after some attention and a decent kip.

And these people say we lack insight.

Seriously, not even The Onion could make this shit up.
 
What is perhaps more remarkable 30 years later is that if today a clinic tried to intentionally design such an experiment it would be regarded as unethical – since putting people under anaesthetic without “treatment”would be deemed too great a risk.

Of course, anaesthetising people to deliberately cause the very kind of clonic tonic seizure that other doctors working to treat epilepsy are trying to prevent is not regarded as too risky is, of course, an entirely different matter.


Informed choice
We’re not against any “therapy” – we don’t know any more than the average aardvaark what will work for you and what will leave you worse off – only you can decide if any benefit you may get from any treatment is worth the risk- it is your choice and it is your risk.

But we do stand against doctors lying to patients and just being stupid – and we do enjoy mocking the ones afficted with HUAD.

Seriously, if a clinician can’t notice that their machine isn’t working yet at the same time insists that their therapy works then can you trust them to notice if the treatment does more harm than good?

So, if you’re being told that you’re “treatment resisitant” and that you “need” electroshock or ECT and that it “works”- so long as you keep taking the drugs that you’re resistant to;  and that it’s “safe”; and that  it “doesn’t really cause brian damage”, well not the kind you’d notice – except when it does; then you might want to do your bit for global warming and do yourself a favour too: insist that you first give the all new Placebo ECT a go – you know, the Electricity-free ECT kind.

Imagine, the reduction in energy consumption alone could save a major ice-shelf break off or two, and given the rate at which ECT is being pushed and forced on folks, it might even save us from global warming

Or, maybe you could just ask the staff to unplug the machine firstor keep your fingers crossed, or, well, you know…

Hospital Shocked by Finding No Sock in Its Shock Machine

by Raymond R. Coffey
Chicago Daily News , September 20, 1974

London. For two years, patients in a mental hospital in the north of England were given electric shock treatments that – unknown to anyone – did not work.

This bizarre story is recounted in an article in the current issue of World Medicine, a magazine for doctors published here every two weeks. And its author, a doctor involved in the treatment with the non-working machine, suggests the experience raises a further question whether electric shock treatment – “electrical convulsive therapy,” and a controversial treatment anyhow – really does patients any good. For, he says, the patients seemed to benefit as much from being put to sleep in preparation for the shock treatment – with anesthetics – as other patients do from the shock treatment itself.

The trouble began, he writes, when an old shock treatment machine quit working and was replaced with a new model that was “obviously a great improvement on the previous edition.”

This new machine, he says, “had dials and lights – and switches for different wave forms.” But, although the red light went on and needles moved as they were supposed to, he noticed the patients were not twitching as they had under the old machine. He asked if the machine might not be working but was assured by the head nurse that “Yes, it is. This sort doesn’t give any reaction (in the patients)… It’s in the instructions.”

The doctor checked in the instructions, the nurse seemed to be right, and the doctor says, “We used the apparatus for two years with no complaints from the patients.”

Then a new head nurse arrived on the scene and after assisting in only three treatments declared that the machine was “not working.” She was told that it was, as patients were not supposed to “twitch” while under treatment from this type of machine. “Look,” she said, “I’ve just come from a hospital with a machine just like this and they twitch all right.” The machine was examined – and the new nurse was right.

“All the patients had been getting for two years,” the doctor concludes, “was thiopentone and a shot of scoline (anesthetic to put them to sleep) – and no one had noticed.”

Global Protest: Electroshock /ECT – Sat 16th May 2015

You can join the Protest, against ECT, start a campaign for for Placebo ECT, Electro-Free ECT – or just PYSL at the  biggest bunch of comedians in town since the leafs left to play golf – the American Psychiatric Association meets in Toronto for it’s AGM, coinciding with a worldwide protest against electroshock – especially the forced kind and especially the kind that comes with electricity.

Meet up
Nathan Philips Square/ City Hall

and thence to…
Sheraton Centre Toronto Hotel Hotel.
123 Queen St W. Toronto

1pm to 3pm 

More:         ECT-Worldwide Protest Against Electroshock: Sat16May 2015 Toronto

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/events/880990481961272/

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Dance This Mess Around – B52s


B52sEverybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-crit

Hippy Shake, Hippy Shake
Hey now, don’t that make you feel a whole lot better?
I say, don’t that make you feel a whole lot better ?
What you say?
I’m just askin’

 

 


Dance This Mess Around – B52s

Remember when you held my hand
Remember when you were my man
Walk talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over, think it over
Roll it over in your mind
Why don’t you dance with me
I’m not no Limburger
Just a limburger
Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, ’round, ’roundEverybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-o-critAh-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy ShakeOh-it’s time to do ’em right
Hey now, don’t that make you feel a whole lot better?
Huh?
I say, don’t that make you feel a whole lot betterWhat you say?
I’m just askin’Shake-Bake-Shake-BakeEverybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all 16 dances
Do the Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua-velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the EscalatorAh-Hippy Hippy forward Hippy Hippy
Hippy Shake, Hippy ShakeIt’s time to do ’em right
Hey! Fred, now don’t that make you feel a whole lot better now?
Huh?Say, don’t that make you feel a whole lot better?What you say?
I’m just askin’Yeah, yeah, yeah…
Stop!
Dance on over
Yeah, yeahDance, dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess aroundShake, shake-a-bake shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah……..
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Eton Rifles – The Jam


the jam on stageHello-hurrah, there’s a price to pay, to the Eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah, I’d prefer the plague, to the Eton rifles.

Hullo hoo-ray wot a nice day.

The Eton Rifles Lyrics

Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
There’s a row going on down near slough,
Get out your mat and pray to the west,
I’ll get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didn’t take a peep in their artillery room,
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest,
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest.Hello-hurrah, what a nice day, for the Eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah, I hope rain stops play, with the Eton rifles.Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Compose a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.

Hello-hurrah, cheers then mate, its the Eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah, an extremist scrape, with the Eton rifles.

What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing, like a guilty (naughty) schoolboy.

We came out of it naturally the worst,
Beaten and bloody and I was sick down my shirt,
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said they’ll be back next week.

Hello-hurrah, there’s a price to pay, to the Eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah, I’d prefer the plague, to the Eton rifles.

Hello-hurrah, there’s a price to pay, to the Eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah, I’d prefer the plague, to the Eton rifles.

Songwriters: WELLER, PAUL

 

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UK: Totally F#cked?


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Altogether now: “Let’s really fuck this shit up.”

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Prescription, Peer Support and the Pharaoh


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One of the basic elements of the relationship between oppressor and oppressed is prescription.

– Paolo Friere

Freire’s use of the word prescription here did a rare thing – silenced D’Umbongo.

Our common usage of the word prescribe has come to be limited to the medical sense – a doctor’s prescription for a course of “treatment” – permission granted for us to access to controlled substances or expertness. For example in Ontario a doctor’s Rx script- prescription- is a pre-scribed chit giving us access to controlled drugs or to access healthcare services that will be paid for by OHIP credit card.

So It Is Written. So Shall it be.

Yet prescription is not solely a medical term: it simply means for one person to pre-scribe: write-out or set-out in advance and in writing what another must do. Whilst we may lack the training and club membership that affords us licence to sign off a medical RX prescription that is not enough to hold us back from the urge to prescribe.

The written word has a powerful hold on our thinking and behaviour that is especially embedded within the word prescription.

Or, as Yul Bryner portraying Rameses II to Carlton Heston’s chestwig, says in the movie Ten Commandments:

“So let it be written. So let it be done”.

…and in a way you’ll know there’ll be trouble if it isn’t.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bQnxlHZsjY


The Urge to Prescribe

When we take it upon ourselves to decide what another person needs, when we prescribe what they must do, we create two roles: the first for ourselves as oppressor and the second for the person we have now cast as oppressed.

It may feel good for a while – and it may even feel good for both parties for a while – but is not a recipe for a relationship of equals.

When we prescribe: when we tell someone what they need, or tell them what will work for them – even if we intend otherwise – we set our selves above them, reduce their freedom and set up expectations that they will accept their own powerlessness and subjugate themselves to our will. When we take it upon ourselves to decide what it is that another person needs we diminish their ability to learn how to choose for themselves and we take away belief that they can find their way.

Instead we confine them to a future in which they can be okay only if they follow what we say.

Try spending a day – even an hour – being told what to do: I expect you already know you wouldn’t much like it.

For me the idea expressed by Freire makes crystal clear how the moment we assume that we know what another person needs is the same moment in which we elevate ourselves above them and demote them from equal to less than we.

In this moment are have moved from being fellow humans, peers or equals and have cast ourselves, wittingly or unwittingly,  in the role of oppressor, and cast them in the role of oppressed.

When we stop learning how to be equal, we can only pity and fear.

A Whole Chorus of Someones

elyn saks-a whole chorus of someonesPsychiatric patients always have someone – or a whole chorus of someones – telling them what to do.
Elyn Saks

No wonder they call us “patient”

To become a “psychiatric patient” is to become oppressed. The very denoting of the “psychiatric patient” category upon us can strip away identity, self and dignity and cast us asunder to a life of less-than.

It is – at at least it can often be- a deeply carved mark of oppression and is uncommonly unaccompanied by other similar deeply carved marks that a person has been cast down  and deemed not worthy of this society’s best.

One of the everyday experiences of those who have become categorised as “psychiatric patient” is, as Elyn Saks describes, to “always have someone [or a whole chorus of someones] telling us what we’re supposed to do”.

It does require of us a great deal of patience to sit with the discomfort of being the only person in our life who is not allowed to have an opinion about what we need – it does, indeed, require a lot of patience to live surrounded by that kind of crap.


Peer support and prescription

What does it mean to be peer? To me “peer” means “equal”, that’s it.

It means in calling myself “peer” I don’t set myself above you or anyone, I’ve learned what I know the hard way and am glad for the power that gives me but even that much does not qualify my truth as any kind of universal truth.

Yes, I have found my path but that doesn’t mean it’s the same path you need to follow. My life, my experiences my story is but one: one of thousands, millions, billions, even: and all examples of how as individuals can and do find our way, find our path to live our lives, on our terms.

I’ve learned what I need. I don’t presume to know what you need.

Support, peer support if you lie,  is a simple idea – it is in essence about the best of what humans do – and if you need it more simply then it’s about choosing not to join the chorus.

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now that’s what I call a chemical imbalance


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Planet Rock – Afrika Bambaataa and The Soul Sonic Force


afrika bambaataa & Sould sonic forceParty people, party people
Can y’all get funky?

Planet Rock

written by Miller, John B / Williams, Ellis / Allen, Robert Durrell / Bambaataa, Afrika / Baker, Arthur Henry / Robie, John / Hutter, Ralf / Schult, Emil.

Party people, party people
Can y’all get funky?
Soul Sonic Force, can y’ll get funky?
The Zulu Nation, can y’ll get funky?

Ya, Just hit me
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa’s jus’ gettin’ so funky, now hit me
Ya, just hit me

Just start to chase your dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way

Shake it now, go ladies, it’s a livin’ dream
Love, life, live
Come play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream

We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both headed all for the disco

The DJ plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music’s magic, poof
Bump, bump, bump, get bump with some flash, people

Rock, rock to the Planet Rock, don’t stop
Rock, rock to the Planet Rock, don’t stop

The Soul Sonic Force, Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow and MC Globe
We emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right and by day

As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
Be what you be, so be

Rock, rock to Planet Rock, don’t stop
Rock, rock to Planet Rock, don’t stop

You’re in a place where the nights are hot
Where nature’s children dance and set a chance
On this Mother Earth, which is our rock

The time has come and work for soul, show you really got soul
Are you ready hump, bump, bump, get bump, now let’s go, house

Twist and turn, [Incomprehensible]
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce

Everybody just rock it, don’t stop it
You gotta rock it, don’t stop
Keep tickin’ and tockin’, work it all around the clock
Everybody keep rockin’ and clockin’ and shockin’ and rockin’, go house

Everybody say, rock it, don’t stop it
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, G L O B E
The Soul Sonic Force

You gotta rock it, pop it, ’cause it’s the century
There is such a place that creates such a melody
Our world is but a land of a master jam, get up and dance
It’s time to chase your dreams

Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it’s a livin’ dream
Love, life, live

Everybody say, rock it, don’t stop it
Everybody say, shock it and pop it
Everybody say, ich me sun chi

Say, Planet Rock
It’s the sure shot
Say, Planet Rock
It’s the sure shot

So twist and turn, then you let your body glide
You got the body rock and pop, bounce and pounce

So hit me
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa’s gettin’ so funky, now hit me

Every piece of the world
Rate the message of the worlds
All men, women, boys, and girls, hey our Planet Rock is superb
Get on it

You got the groove, move, shak, undi, shak, undi, shak
Feel the groove, feel it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down, bring it low, close to the ground

Everybody just rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop
Keep tickin’ and tockin’
Work it all around the clock

Everybody just rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop
Keep tickin’ and tockin’
Work it all around the clock

Everybody gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
Gotta rock it, don’t stop it
Gotta rock it, don’t stop

Gotta rock it, don’t stop it
Gotta rock it, don’t stop it
Gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop

We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop

We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop it
We gotta rock it, don’t stop

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