It's important to say here that I have bipolar disorder, knew about it when I went in, and told them about it. This is because of the way they handled it. They responded by telling me bipolar disorder didn't exist. And they would not shut up about it.
This is an irresponsible statement made by someone who is merely ignorant. All I thought when I was hearing this again and again from members was that they just didn't know any better. I am formally disabled because of it. They would just say, "You're not disabled." It would start out as a seeming casual conversation, just the one or two people I was working with that day were asking me about something they'd heard. I'd explan to them that I have bipolar disorder, and collect Social Security because of it.
It did no good to explain to them why it's classified as a disability in my case. Or the difference between how my condition actually affects me, and all the legality of the "disability". They would just say, "You're not disabled." These weren't well-meaning people who didn't know what they were doing. They intended to convince me that I didn't have a mental illness and that it was ok to stop treatment.
They cared even less about what had happened in my life involving the bipolar disorder to make it extremely inappropriate for them to attempt to diagnose me, not even knowing anything about me, than they did about the facts.
One member in particular, Vicki told me that she has a brother with a mental illness. Even she tried to tell me it was "just a label". Yes, yes, people who have conditions like this are labeled by society and by the system and that does not help them. No, she insisted it was "just a label" and was not real at all. "Who cares? It's just a label." Vicki was one of the dumber ones if I may make a personal commentary. She was one of the ones who, when I complained of not having had enough sleep the night before, or a shower, would say, "Who cares? It's the revolution!"
Who cares? it's the revolution! Be a revolutionary and go off your meds!
I have a feeling if I had gone off my meds and joined this organization permanently, I would not be the first.
After I was expelled, I sent LaRouche an email. In it, I asked him if his supporters would try to convince someone who had diabetes that diabetes didn't exist based on something he wrote. I received no answer to this question. For a while after I was expelled I was so confused I actually thought I could change their minds about some of the things they were doing.
It is extremely dangerous to tell someone with a condition such as mine that they don't really have it. I knew this. I tried to tell them that it was wrong.
The LYM ignores medial emergencies and health problems. The only medical procedure LaRouche isn't too cheap to spring for for one of his young supporters is a forced abortion.
At Cadre School, I got stung by a bee. I just had to suffer through it because everyone I said something about it to just stared at me. When I yelled "Ow!" The all just looked blankly at me. They sort of asked what happened. I told them a bee was stinging me. It's not that none of them knows what to do for a bee sting. They don't care. And there was absolutely no procedure for any kind of injury at this Cadre School. No insurance. No nurse's station. You had to be there. Their reaction wasn't normal.
I don't even think they can legally do that. Bring 300 people out into the woods. Have an event. 2 nights. They fed us. That's all. There are laws about having to make sure everyone is safe at a thing like this. There are also labor laws, but they don't care.
Because it's a revolution and they don't have time to be concerned with labor laws, child labor laws, or health codes, or common decency; they're saving humanity.
Posted by rebellion/purpleshirtdays
at 11:49 PM PDT
Updated: Wednesday, 15 November 2006 9:32 PM PST
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