Frayed ends of sanity

2004-06-17T10:21:00.000+10:00

Queen of the cattle market

1. Explain the impact of the headline and photograph on the reader? How is this meant to influence our view of pageants?
The headline and photograph are meant to portray an image of pageants being a place for the self indulged or as the title suggests Cattle. The headline “Queen of the cattle market” gives the reader the impression that the people who enter these pageants are nothing but plain and simple cows. Pieces of meat that walk around looking good. The image of Jennifer Hawkins with her Miss Universe Banner and crown gives the reader after reading the headline that she is the top prize piece of meat nothing else. The two are meant to influence others into thinking that pageants are contests for praising self centred, egocentric cows.
2. What is Robyn Riley’s main contention?
Robyn Riley’s main contention in this article is that these beauty pageants are only held for women who are aesthetically perfect and that these people are the only women “worthy for success”
3. List the words and phrases that she uses to support her anti-pageant view.
“Despite the huffing and puffing about bowing to political correctness, beauty pageants have changed little over the years. Pull apart the window dressing and well, basically that is all they are, window dressing.”
“The only message they seem to transmit is that you have to be beautiful to be worthy of success”
“…a bit of harmless fun, they might say Jennifer was exercising her freedom of choice by entering it, but I don’t buy it”
“They are cattle markets at which they show of their assets for a meaningless title and a useless crown”

4. Explain how the words and phrases help convey her view? What is the tone? What issues does she highlight?
These phrases give the article a tone of sarcasm. They give the reader the impression that unless you have good “assets” and a nice set of pearly white teeth that you don’t have a hope in hell of winning these competitions and that you are illegible for success in the world.
5. Write a short response to Riley supporting pageants.

In response to Robyn Riley’s article entitled “Queen of the cattle market” I must say that her view that only the excessively beautiful can only be successful in life is far from the truth. There are a number of women in the world today that I would consider to be successful. Names like Opera Whinfery, Sharon Osbourne, Poppy King, Jacque Kennedy- Onasis are all women who have made millions of dollars in the business world. And what about the women in the field of science and the successful sports women of today. We all show recognition of these women. So Why not show support for the Beautiful. Let them be glamorise I say because in the world today if you have an idea and the determination you can achieve anything.

2004-06-01T11:43:00.000+10:00

In recent times there has been a lot of talk in regards to the troubles of Rave parties in Australia. There have been a number of overdoses involving the rapidly popularizing drug GBH Most recognisable the 12 overdoses at the two tribes party in melbourne during the Australia day weekend. a number of people have raised the question weather there should be a ban on rave parties in Australia. Three articles which explore the issues of rave parties and wheateher they should or shouldn’t be banne are “We can’t rant about raves” by Jim Stynes, “Call for dance party ban rejectded” by Christine Caulfield and “ One in five try killer drug GHB” by Patrick O’Neil and Christine Caufield. When looked at from both sides it is easy to see why it is of High contention in recent times. But it is clear that both the for and opposed parties have strong arguments in regards to this delicate issue.

In Jim Stynes article “We can’t rant about Raves” Mr. Stynes argues that the rave parties are not the issue but rather the drug influences. Mr stynes, a retied AFL player is now working in social welfare and works with people that deal with situations at these dance events. Stynes is also the co-founder of the reach foundation.He argues that the atmosphere at a rave party is all about the music. He also argues that people making alogations that it’s the rave parties that are causing the overdoses “have never been to a rave”. Stynes also says “…If they are realy concerened, then they should do their homework to learn why people are attracted to these events and why they take potentially deadly drugs such as GBH”
Stynes also stresses that people aren’t forced to take drugs but take them to fill a void in their lives. And I tend to agree with this. I believe that it’s not the event organizers fault that people are overdosing it’s the pressures of peers and that generation’s society that may force people to take the harmful drugs such as GBH and ecstasy. People have the choice to take these drugs and if they do decide to take them they should be able to take control of their addiction and they should not blame anybody else for their addiction. Stynes also believes if the government ban rave parties they will only be moved to private underground events where there is no security or control of drug flow.

In contrast the article” Call for dance party ban rejected” by Christine Caufield is in the opposite corner of the ring. At first glance of the article the first thing I see is a comment by Josh Brooker a 23 year old man who lost his best friend to GBH. The comment read “ Raves are like mini Amsterdams. They encourage, young people to take drugs”.Christine Caufield demonstrates Mr Brooker’s plee to the government to ban Rave parties. Mr Brooker hasd been working against the parties since he was introduced to the seen in his teenage years. He claims that rave parties are like “drug havens”. He is so pasionate about the effects of Rave parties and drugs and at the minumum wants to see an 18+ age limmit for Rave parties. He says “ I don’t think impressionable 15 and 16 year olds should be allowed to go. They can’t go to pubs so they go to raves instead.”.

The governments respons to these plees were made clear by acting Victorian premier at the time of the article John Thwaites. He made the comment “ All a rave is is a dance and dancing’s been around for a long time. It’s really a matter of getting a message across that drugs like GHB are so dangerous because you can’t control what you get.” He aslo rejected the idea of a complete ban of raves because he felt the same way as Jim stynes in the fact that it will only force the parties to go “underground”.

The article “One in five try killer drug GHB” by Patric O’Neil and Christine Caufield takes a different aproach to the situation in the fact it is neither condoning drug abuse is a result of rave parties and that they should be banned or that the two issues are two independent variables of eachother. The article talks about the Department of Human Services (DHS) drafting up guidelines for runing a safe rave party. The guidelines where set up to deal with situations involving overdoses and drugs in events like these. But Party organizers Earthcore have made accusatins that DHS have placed the guidelines entitled “ a Guide to running safe dance parties”. He claims that if the guidelines were set then the two tribes situation may have been delt with differently and possibly avoided.

The issue that Drugs are ruining lives is quite apparent in society today. Rave parties are simply dances which people attent to be inspired by the music and to celebrate there generation. Drugs have entered and for many compliment this lifestyle but the Raves are not to blame. The dealers and to an extent the media are to blame for people wanting to take drugs.
If DHS finaly decide to finalize the guidelines for rave parties then the management of drugs at events like this will be revolutionised for the better and situations like the two tribe incedent may not occur. I also think the government should fund security and agree to an 18+ age limit for these events. The rave party situation is something that shouldn’t be taken lightly. There needs to be a resolution. From these article its easy to see that the ideas are divided into diferent avenues.

Some people believe that raves encourage drug taking where others are a total contrast and say that there not related. Whatever you believe at the end of the day there needs to be a resolution or else the deaths will continue.

2004-05-23T21:55:00.000+10:00

In recent times there has been a lot of talk in regards to the troubles of Rave parties in Australia. There have been a number of overdoses involving the rapidly popularizing drug GHB and a number of people have raised the question weather there should be a ban on rave parties in Australia. When looked at from both sides it is easy to see why it is of High contention in recent times. But it is clear that both the for and opposed parties have strong arguments in regards to this delicate issue.

In Jim Stynes article “We can’t rant about Raves” Mr. Stynes argues that the rave parties are not the issue but rather the drug influences. He argues that the atmosphere at a rave party is all about the music. He also says that people aren’t forced to take drugs but take them to fill a void in their lives.

2004-05-23T20:56:00.000+10:00

• I don’t have much but one thing I got is them hopes you see
• I’ll always have hopes
• Talking beyond the grave
• I’m looking for me mum
• I’ll find her one day
• I got a lot more time up here than down there with you guys
• I’m happier up here.

• I was taken by the welfare at a young age
• Cant remember my mum
• Or the rest of me family
• I don’t have many things
• Clothes
• Vague memories
• Eggs story
• Torn photo of ruby’s family
• Football form weekend stay
• Abuse
• Anger
• Unknown identity
• Rope used to hang himself
• I know killing myself was a cowards way out
• A lot of them white blokes sayin’ good riddens another boong gone
• But who was waitin for me here I had no one
• So I figured I’d go where I know theirs someone for me
• Me mum
• Hey mum, wait for me, its Willy.

2004-05-23T20:54:00.000+10:00

Dear Mom and Dad,

I’m sorry for leaving town on such short notice but I needed sometime to think. I know it’s a cowardly thing to do but I’m too good for that damn war. I don’t understand the cause for the war in Vietnam and I probably never will so I don’t see why I should go over and start killing people when the reasons aren’t sparkling clear. I can not tell you my whereabouts but let me assure you that I have a place to stay and have been eating well and have been keeping clean. Maybe call me politically naïve but Vietnam seems wrong to me. Certain blood is being shed for uncertain reasons.

I’m scared. I’m scared to go to war. I’ve seen the death and destruction on the television and I don’t want to be a part of it. I’m afraid that if I go I will be brainwashed into another Uncle Sam Killbot.I have too much intelligence to much compassion to much of everything to ship off to that bloodbath. It’s bad enough to be working in the Slaughterhouse. My conscience told me to run, but some irrational and powerful force was resisting, like a weight pushing me toward the war. What it came down to, stupidly, was a sense of shame. I’m on the Rainy River up north. I can see the shore so close, but I understand that I will not do what I should do.

Dear Mom and Dad,
I don’t know how to start this letter. I have no emotion left. After seeing the fear and terror of war I have learnt to be grateful for life it’s self. All the men here are longing to come home. All the men have something whether it may be family, a lover, a dog they all have something. Its what we call “humping” we are all “humping something”. I’m “humping” home. If this war has taught me anything, it’s that to be grateful for the little things in life. Life is so precious. I have seen many of the people that are around me die. Killed by another human being. Three people who shall stick in my mind forever and a day are Curt Lemon Ted Lavender and Kiowa. Its crazy how incredibly alive these people were yet they are so incredibly dead too. To see this saddens me greatly and not knowing when it will all end is a frightening thought.

To see the emotional, hell ridden stares in the men’s eyes. The whole war is right there in that stare. It says everything you can't ever say. By daylight we take sniper fire, at night we are mortared, but its not battle, it’s just the endless march, village to village, without purpose, nothing won or lost. All we want some loving. When we go on R and R in Saigon we spend all of our money on women and alcohol hoping we can drown the sorrows of the war. There is something else that I need to tell you. It’s something I’m not proud of but under the circumstances I had to do. I killed a Vietnamese soldier. A Teenage probably the same age as me

2004-05-13T21:17:00.000+10:00

When you are in a state of hypnosis you are susceptible to suggestion therefore you can be convinced through your sub-consciousness that pain is something else therefore you are able to control the amount of pain you feel. Hypnosis has many applications when involving pain. It is used by the armed forces where it is instilled in them that pain is in there head so if they get injured in the battle field they can control their pain. Hypnosis is also used to reduce pain in dentistry this is known as dentist hypnosis. Hypnosis can also be used for childbirth. This is known as hypnobirthing this is a method where a hypnotist hypnotizes mothers-to-be, and allows them to control their pain. The advantages of Hypnosis as a method of reducing pain are that it is relatively easy to do so if you are highly trained in Hypnosis and the correct applications of hypnosis but the main disadvantage for hypnosis is that not everyone is suited to hypnosis in the fact that not everyone can be hypnotized. If a person refuses to believe that hypnosis will work or if they fight it either consciously or sub-consciously a state of hypnosis can not be reached there for the process will not work. There have been reports that as a pain control, hypnosis is very effective when proceeded correctly and that it can have the effect of a number of mild pain killers. Hypnosis is a great alternative to pain killers. It is not drug induced thus eliminating the risk of addiction and if the patient is will can be very effective.

2004-05-13T21:13:00.000+10:00

Over the last two terms the college captains and vice-captains have been working with both Mr. McIntire and Ms. Lewis in reaching a compromise for a VCE/VCAL Computer room. We proposed that A-233 would be the location for the room and those computers from the rarely used computer room in G-block pending their condition. At this current stage a number of computers are being tested and analyzed to determine if they are in working condition for the room and a report should be finalized by next week.

We are also planning on making sports equipment available for student to borrow at lunch times. Negotiations with Mr. Gayfer are still to be completed but we will need to have a rostering system so we can manage the equipment. We also would like to start a lunch time competition for year 7 and 8 students.

2004-05-06T09:28:00.000+10:00

Fear of Tim O'Brien
Fear
Sounds like a silent howl (p40)
Smells like blood and hog stink (p44)
Tastes like greasy pig stink in my throat (p49)
Feels like a kind of schizophrenia (p43)
Feels like killing and dying for plain and simple reasons (p44)
Feels like a physical rapture (p44)
Fear

Love of Mark Fossie
Love
Sounds like it’s not crazy you could actually do it (p94)
Smells like Darvon dreams (p96)
Tastes like nothing (p95)
Feels like nothing. To tell you the truth ive never been better in my whole life. Never (p 95)
Feels like I can't find her (p95)
Feels like I just can't let her go like that (p104)
Love

Innocence for Kathleen O'Brien
Innocence
Sounds like "did you ever kill anybody?"(P180)
Smells like "...God I don't know what. It smells rotten" (P184)
Tastes like the exotic foods (P184)
Feels like "what did you want?" (P189)
Feels like "you’re pretty weird" (p185)
Feels like "I hope you’re having fun" (P186)
Innocence

Longing for Rat Kiley
Longing
Sounds like the sound. You need to get a consistent sound (P100)
Smells like one more animal (P100)
Tastes like nothing a war (p90)
Feels like he’d slept with four girls, one night (P87)
Feels like I saw it man (P87)
Feels like no lie (P87)
Longing

GUILT (jimmy Cross)
sounds like absolute silence then the wind then voices (p16)
smells like ashes of a burned photograph (p19)
tastes like a deadman’s dope (p17)
Feels like a deadweight (6)
Feels like hating somebody you love (19)
Feels like a story without a normal
GUILT

TERROR (o'brien)
Sounds like my mothers voice calling out "Run!" (p44)
Smells like vomit (p44)
Tastes bitter (p45)
Feels like loosing the respect of my parents (p43)
Feels like walking away from my own life (p43)
Feels like weeds spreading insdie of me (p45)
TERROR

SHAME
Sounds like me screaming at the home town coffe drinkers, cups poised, telling how much i detest thier blind, thoughtless, requiescence.
Smells like dense greasy pig-stink that soaked into my skin and hair
Tastes like greasy pig-stink in my throat
Feels like sickness inside of me
Feels like smouldering self-pity
Feels like isolation
SHAME

Remorse of Tim O’Brien
Remorse
Sounds like the man I killed (P124
Smells like the blood still spreading out across his shirt (P124)
Tastes like I’m just saying the truth. Like oatmeal (P122)
Feels like the burden of responsibility and grief (P179)
Feels like I watched a man die (P179)
Feels like I killed him (P179)
Remorse

2004-03-28T20:40:00.000+10:00

10 reasons why Holdens' are better than Fords'. by Ryan
For over 30 years now, the Australian motoring fanatics have been divided into two groups; the Ford fans and the Holden heroes. The rivalry came about when the two companies started to produce factory racers which lead to an army of street legal super cars. Names like Monaro Torana, Falcon, and Commodore entered the scene and the traditional Aussie V8 became a member of a large number of families. But the catch was you were either a Ford Fan or Holden hero and these two groups were, still are and forever will be arch rivals. This is a list of ten reasons why the Holden heroes believe that their beloved make is superior to the second best Ford manqué.

10. Holden is the original “true blue” Aussie car
Although Ford Australia was established at the turn of the 20th century it took them until the mid to late 1960’s to produce a car which they could call their own. Holden were doing a similar thing but on November 29, 1948 Holden released the 48-215 which was the first mass produced all Australian car.

9. Holden makes the good things better.
Over the years the competition between the companies has been very high. Ford first introduced the V8 to their XR GT so Holden found a bigger V8 and jammed it into the legendary HK GTS 327 Monaro. Guess who won Bathurst that year? In the mid to late 1970’s Holden saw the demand for small cars. So they released the Torana; a small tidy car in all forms was available in 4, 6 and 8 cylinders. Pure genius. And well let’s just say the 80’s and late 90’s were owned by Holden with their initiative and ability to cater for their clients.

8. The Commodore has out sold the Falcon for the last 7 years.
At the time when the VT commodore was released, Holden sales went through the roof. It was Holden’s first all new car since the VN commodore of 1988 and the public fell in love with its curves and beautiful design. Ford made an attempt to win back sales in 1998 with its expensive AU Falcon but its somewhat horrid styling cues, especially the grill, made sales dwindle even further. Holden released the face lifted VX and VY commodores and sales grew further but Ford stuck with the AU until last year when the Blue oval released the BA falcon.

7. You can order a V8 wagon from Holden.
For many years now Holden has been the only Australian company that has offered its V8 engine option in its wagon model. Ford dropped the V8 wagon only to leave Holden the traditional Aussie family car market. Holden are very flexible when it comes to options. If you are willing to pay for it you can have it. Ford doesn’t offer this to their customers.

6. New Monaro.
October, 1998. Preparation for the Sydney Motor show is being conducted. Holden have a very big secret which, at the time, they did not know would cause so much excitement in the Motoring world. The company unveiled a two door Commodore concept car which would make headlines. The dark blue beast became a favorite wherever it graced and thanks to public reaction, 24 months later and sixty million dollars poorer, Holden released the New Monaro. It was the most eagerly anticipated car to be released in Australia for a number or years. Holden only have had the publicly rejected Ford Mustang to compete with in the V8 sports coupe category.
5. 22 Holdens have won the respected Bathurst race.
The HK GTS 327 Monaro driven by Bruce McPhee and Barry Mulholland was the first of a long line of Holdens to win at the world renowned Bathurst race. The legendary Peter Brock has won the race 9 times all in a Holden and this is more than any other driver in Australia or the world. Of course the most recent Holden to win the respected race was last year’s VX commodore driven by Mark Skaife who now owns the Holden Racing Team.

4. Holden builds a car worthy for export to other countries.
When the VT range was released the car was designed to be built for both right and left hand drive format. The car was exported to Brazil as a Chevrolet Omega and to the Middle East as a Chevrolet Lumina. The exports of cars grew to South Africa and now all Australian built Holdens are exported. A recent deal with Pontiac in The United States of America has landed Holden an export deal for the Monaro. It will be sold as a Pontiac GTO in the USA. In the UK HSV’s (Holden Special Vehicles which is the sports car division) are available for purchase in limited numbers.

3. Its Cheaper to drive a Holden then a Ford.
In a recent RACV test it was proven that a standard 3.8 liter V6 automatic Commodore was cheaper to run than a 4.0 liter 6 cylinder automatic Falcon. The Falcon being $202 a week to run, whilst the Commodore was $191 to run. Spare parts were found to be cheaper for a Holden than a Ford and the resale value of a Holden is greater than a Ford due to that fact that the rate of depreciation is less for a Holden.

2. Holden has always created advertising that people will remember.
With Ads like the classic Monaro ad of the late sixties and the much loved “Football, meat pies, kangaroos and Holden cars” jingle of the mid seventies, Holden has always created advertisements which seem to linger in peoples memories for years. Recently they have used a number of cleverly selected songs in their ads such as AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck” for their SS Ute commercial and the slogan reads “SS Ute creates a Storm”.

1. There’s nothing quite like a Holden.
One of Holden’s most famous slogans which was used in the nineties simply tells the truth. “There is nothing quite like a Holden”.

2004-03-28T20:39:00.000+10:00

When we think of Melbourne’s Central Business district, we think of tall Buildings, busy roads, trams and people. We see hundreds of little shops, cafes and eateries spread around, but have we neglected to notice the weird underbelly of Melbourne? That’s right even the worlds most livable city has its fair share of the weird and wonderful. They are around every corner, transparent to the unbeknown but the fact is these little cult places and objects are in the crevasses of our fine city. All you need to do to find these un-orthodox sites is to look beyond the exterior. Take a short walk from flinders street station and the journey will begin.

The first place of interest for the tourist looking for something different isn’t at ground level but below. What is now known as Hearn’s Hobby’s, is home to a little guy affectionately known as super monkey. To the thousands of people who pass the little guy every day, only a handful would actually know that he even existed sitting in the window down there neglected by the public his talents of being a super hero are going to waste. But for the small price of $15 you could have super monkey protecting your own toilet door. But noticing Hearne’s Hobbies in the lower part of Flinders street made me think what this place was in the past? Was it an exocentric recluse business man’s apartment? Or was it an exotic pet store? When walking the streets of Melbourne its best to let your imagination run wild.

Directly across the road from Hearne’s Hobbies is a little tattoo parlor that has more than what meets the eye. For a mere $60 you can be the proud owner of what seems to be a preserved alien fetus. At further inspection the shop trades in a number of occult objects and heavy metal paraphernalia. There are more of these dark objects for sale in across the road at metal mayhem which is also below the streets surface.

If you are in need of an imagination work out take a stroll down one of the many ally ways which the city is home to. All of the senses can get a work out in the ally ways if you use your imagination. A number of ally ways have a quite pungent aroma which resonates between the buildings. What are these smells? Dead bodies decomposing? The left overs from the restaurant from three nights ago? It’s most likely just going to be the smell from the kitchens of the restaurants but why cant we imagine after all it was only around the corner we saw the alien in the jar. Also in the dark ally ways live rats, mice and pigeons which feast on the food scraps from the restaurants. The walls are tattooed with graffiti which can be quite inspiring and amazing. Much cheaper than going to an art gallery. If you feel hungry there are some ally ways that house there own food merchants. For $2 you can buy a delicious Belgian waffle. If you listen carefully in the ally’s you can hear people talking. Once again you use your imagination to interpret what they are saying and maybe you will uncover Melbourne’s gangland secrets. It is all there for you to discover.

Melbourne even has a seedy side to it with a number of centers of adult entertainment available for the sociably awkward. A number of dark anonymous characters visit these places each day. One gentleman was seen to enter at 10:45 am, which begs a lot of questions but may be to disturbing for this article. Everywhere these gentlemen clubs lurch with there bright lights and the extensive use of the letter X.

Once again we dive underneath the earth’s surface to enter the city’s network of underground tunnels which make up the city loop train line. Thousands of people pass through the city loop each day but how many of them think about how big the system is. How many off tunnels there are, how far they are from the road above, is there any inhabitants of these tunnels? These are all things that you should think about when you are in there.

Of course being the states major city, I would assume that it would create the most waste in Victoria. I want to know where it goes. There are thousands of garbage bins in the CBD are these the take away points for the homeless and poor. What creatures infest them by night?

2004-03-15T20:52:00.000+11:00

GBH Fact sheet by Ryan
What is GBH?

GBH or Grievous Bodily Harm is the suggestive street name for the rapidly popularizing drug GHB. Chemically known as Gamma Hydroxybutyrate, it is produced from a number of industrial strength cleaners and other readily available ingredients. It is a highly impure substance and has been known to melt plastic containers. GBH is most commonly ingested in liquid form. For $3 you can buy a 3mL vile of pure GBH or for $5 you can have it diluted in water. GBH can also be found in powder form. Because of the easily obtainable ingredients and low manufacturing costs, GBH is becoming more readily available and is becoming popular with younger people who have lower incomes.
What does GBH do to you?

GBH is a central nervous system depressant. It is a highly unstable drug in which the amount which produces the most effect and the amount which will cause an overdose is very fine.
Users describe the effects of GBH similar to those of alcohol.
Some of the effects include:
• Produces a high
• A state of increased Joy
• Drowsiness
• Increased confidence
• Dizziness
• Impaired visual perception

Users often take doses of GBH whilst consuming alcohol to intensify the effect of the drug. Effects of GBH can last up to 24 hours after ingesting and the drug becomes effective between 10 and 60 minutes after ingestion. If an overdose dose occurs and recently there has been a number of GBH overdoses the effects can include:
• Impaired judgment
• Vomiting
• Aggression
• Seizures
• Tremors
• Muscle fatigue
• Slowing heartbeat and or breathing
• Coma or death.

What the experts say.

 Cate Quinn, forensic services drug branch manager says that users don’t know what they are buying when it comes to quality

 Paul Dillon, spokesman for the National Drug and Alcohol research Center says that users are at risk because there friends might be afraid too call an ambulance if they overdose. He also says that to determine an amount that is safe to take is difficult because the drug becomes rapidly untraceable and a post mortem would need to be carried out almost immediately after death.

 The Australian Drug Foundation said there was a very fine line between the amount of GBH required to achieve the desired effect and the amount that leads to a coma. As there was no way of knowing the strength of the drug, the risk of overdosing. Using GBH with other drugs increases the danger.

 Paul Holman, ambulance operations manager said “GBH is the street name –Grievous Bodily Harm- and that’s exactly what it’s going to do to you”.

2004-03-14T21:42:00.000+11:00

GBH by Ryan.
There has been a call for a ban on rave parties after the events of Sunday evening. 11 people were hospitalized after taking high doses of the drug known as Grievous Bodily Harm or GBH. Scientifically known as GHB or Gamma Hydroxy butyrate. This event following another 30 cases in NSW has stuck a chord with medical hierarchy within Australia. They are trying to justify using up precious emergency spots in our currently overloaded hospitals for drug related mishaps. These beds could be used for patients who have suffered heart attacks strokes or genuine accidents. These events beg the question; do the authorities now let personal judgment of who has the greater right to utilize the intensive care resources at hospitals? It is a difficult issue but it is not one to be put on the back burner.

It can cost up to $3000 a day to keep a person on life support due to a drug overdose. And with half a dozen patients being admitted a week with GHB overdoses, it is a substantial amount of money. And if these people don’t have any means of paying the fees it is eventually paid by the government which they get from taxes. If they were cases that could not be prevented such as heart attacks then it could be seen as understandable but the users put themselves in the situation and in the end the everyday person pays for it.

2004-03-11T09:38:00.000+11:00

GBH-Grievous bodily harm
• GBH is the street name for GHB Gamma Hydroxy-butyrate
• It is clear, odourless, slightly salty liquid. Can be in powder form
• Sold in small bottles. 3 mL diluted in water for $5
• The drug is a central nervous system depressant.
• Produced from commercial cleaning solvents and 2 other compounds
• Compared effects to alcohol
• Produces a high
• Euphoria
• Drowsiness
• Increased confidence
• Nausea
• Dizziness
• Alcohol intensifies effect
• This increases chance of overdose
• Effects begin 10 to 60 minutes after dosage taken
• Effects can last up to 24 hours
• Fine line between safe dosage that produces a high and an overdose
• Extremely dangerous drug
• Over dosing has drastic effects
• Coma or death
• Impaired judgment
• Vomiting
• Slow breathing
• Slow heartbeat
• Muscle fatigue
• Tremors
• Seizures
• Aggression

The reason why GBH has recently been in the news is due to the recent overdoses at the Two Tribes rave party. 11 people were taken to hospital. The reason for so many GBH related episodes is due to the low cost of the drug. The Metropolitan Ambulance Service were outraged because the resources where held up for so many drug related incidences where they could have been used for strokes or heat attacks.

2004-03-10T19:17:00.000+11:00

Descansos by Ryan

The day was the 16th of December 1998. It was the day of my grade 6 graduation at Findon Primary school, the end of an era. To celebrate the day I thought it should become the day I started to shave. That morning I woke up at about 6:30 my dad had left for work and my mum was fast asleep. I crept into the bathroom where I quietly got one of my father’s razors and some shaving cream out of the medicine cabinet. I eagerly squirted some of the foaming shaving cream into my hand and applied it to my bum fluff covered face. I’d seen my dad shave plenty of times before and I thought it was a piece of cake. I filled the sink up with cold water and I dipped the razor in. I raised it out of the sink and I slowly stroked the cold wet blades across my face. It removed the little facial hair I had and the vast amounts of shaving cream off of my face. The razor was also very sharp, and drew a lot of blood. This turned me off shaving for a couple of years after but the damage had been done.

Little did I realize at the time I had started something that I could not stop doing now. I had stared to shave. It defined a point in my life where I had lost a portion of my childhood. The innocence was still there but at that point it had been tarnished. Although to some it may seem like something insignificant but have you ever seen a 10 year old boy buying razor blades? It’s an image that fits with adulthood. I still remember that day clearly. After I started to bleed profusely I hoped into the shower and stood there until it had subsided. I remember thinking whilst I was standing there bleeding in the shower “what the hell was I thinking?” Prior to the big shave I was filled with confidence. I thought I had enough information from what I had seen my father do but obviously I didn’t. I had that feeling of self pity mixed with guilt but I couldn’t change the past. What was done was done and as I look back at it now it was apart of the beginning of the end of my childhood.

I remember a few years ago all I could think about was how great it would be to be an adult. And admittedly there are things that I still wish I could do like get my drivers license but one thing that I have learnt is that childhood is precious. Although as an adult you can be more independent and have more rights and privileges, as a child you have innocence. Your childhood is the time where you learn, you can make mistakes and it is a time where you should not have a care in the world. Because as soon as you hit your teens which is the beginning of adulthood there is a lot more to worry about. I say childhood is the best. Don’t shave it away.

2004-03-08T21:19:00.000+11:00

Jimmy
By Ryan .

Jimmy or Willy Wajurri as he was named at birth was taken away from his family when he was in his early teens. He was placed into a children’s home where they stripped him of his culture and identity and left him with a fully functioning body. The Welfare staff boycotted any letters that were addressed to Jimmy from his mother and they told him that she had passed away. The anguish and torment of this left Jimmy to resort to a life of crime also contributing to this was the constant abuse he received throughout his life. The only aspirations that Jimmy had were to get into a foster home and to find his family. Sadly time ran out for him.

Jimmy had one ray of hope, a single force driving him through life and that was to find his family. It was a large piece of him that was missing and he felt he had to find them to become one again. Jimmy spent the majority of his life in the care of welfare. The welfare officers repeatedly told Jimmy that his mother had passed away (passage your mum’s dead pp 11-13, 15-16). Some years later when Jimmy had left the Welfare, he found out from another aboriginal in a bar that he had stopped at that his mother was alive and that she had been looking for him. The man also informed Jimmy that his real name was Willy Wajurri. This gave Jimmy the motivation to push on with his life and gave him extra hope (passage Jimmy’s story pp 26-28).

Of course Jimmy was cautious when he was told that his mother was still alive, he didn’t want to believe it first because he didn’t want to be hurt again. He was very reluctant to accept the fact that his mother was still alive; after all the matron at the children’s home had told Jimmy so many times that his mother was dead that and confiscated all letters from her that in the end he had to believe it. It wasn’t until the man referred to Jimmy as a cousin that he started to believe him. This gave Jimmy a boost. He had a new lease on life now that he found out his true identity. This was also a downfall as Jimmy was slightly confused about himself. He had been referred to as Jimmy for the majority of his life yet now he has been revealed of a new name and mother he is overwhelmed by it all and has a greater hatred for the welfare.

When Jimmy was about to meet his mother for the first time he was filled with anxiety. He was excited yet was confused by what he should say (passage what do you do? Pp 29-30) to her or what he should look like but he never got the chance to meet her. She had passed away just before he had arrived. The nurses had told him that she was asking about him but he had been destroyed. Everything that he had faith in was gone and he just wanted to drown his sorrows. He went to the local pub where he had got into a fight with another patron. (Passage Racist insults pp 32-34) He had been arrested and one night in his cell he wrote a final letter to his mother. In it he depicts his sorrow for his terrible life and then signs off “I’m going now to be with my mother…My only wish is that we go to the same place. Willy Wajurri” then he proceeded to hang himself.

Jimmy Had spent most of his life being abused by the people around him. Whilst in the care of the welfare, Jimmy was abused by the social workers and this is displayed in the unspoken abuse sections where it shows the children singing a children’s chant which slightly depicts the abuse and jimmy could not understand why she could not talk about it until he experienced it. When he returned from the weekend care he was silent; he just walked in, ignored all the others and then crouched into the corner. This played a big part in Jimmy’s emotional state as it filled him with more confusion, yet at the same time, more determination to find his mother. This is because he had such a strong hatred of the people who surrounded him that he wanted to be with the one person in the world that would always love him and that was his mum.

Jimmy also experienced racial discrimination in his short life. One night, Jimmy had entered a bar full of white people (Passage Racist insults pp 32-34). He approached the bar and ordered a beer. He was not acknowledged so he asked again. He still did not get his beer so he yelled out for a third time when another patron who referred to Jimmy as a “black bastard, dirty nig-nog, boong” just to name a few. This sent Jimmy into a rage and then they started to fight. This was when Jimmy was arrested but never made it out of prison alive. Jimmy couldn’t believe the ignorance of people and was confused about the fact that he was the one who was insulted; he retaliated and was reprimanded whilst the other walked away.

Jimmy spent the majority of his life in the care of welfare. It was these people that he had a great hatred for. After all he had every reason to loath them. They first took him away from his parents at a young age, then they lied to him about his mothers survival, they withheld any letters or packages for him from his mother and they robbed him of probably the most precious thing of all; an identity. They repeatedly told Jimmy that his mother was dead and not to worry about her anymore. When he found out that she had not died and had been searching for him for so many years he was so upset (passage Jimmy’s story pp 26-28). This was also when he realized that he had been stripped of an identity as he found out his real name was Willy Wajurri. This left him confused about he was all he thought he knew about himself was some what a lie so he had to come to terms with everything. All of this because the government felt they were doing what was best for the children of the time. Jimmy didn’t think so.

It was hard for jimmy to go through life without anything rock solid to rely on. Being stolen for Jimmy was like eating a crab. The soft inner flesh is eaten and only a shell is left. The Welfare and the Government had a mighty feast of these proverbial crabs during this inhumane time and jimmy didn’t escape the pot. The welfare had robbed him of one life, identity and family, when he did find out his identity he didn’t know what to believe anymore and he had such a hatred for society which rejected him so many times. In the end when the one thing jimmy was striving for in life which was his mother had been taken away from him, he had nothing else to live for. So he took the easy way out. This if the welfare had never entered his life would have never happened.

2004-02-26T19:42:00.000+11:00

Jimmy or WillyWajurri as he was named at birth was taken away from his family when he was in his early teens. He was placed into a children’s home where they stripped him of his culture and identity and left him with a fully functioning body. The Welfare staff boycotted any letters that were addressed to Jimmy from his mother and they told him that she had passed away. The anguish and torment of this left Jimmy to resort to a life of crime also contributing to this was the constant abuse he received throughout his life. The only aspirations that Jimmy had were to get into a foster home and to find his family. Sadly tie ran out for him.

Jimmy had one ray of hope, a single force driving him through life and that was to find his family. It was a large piece of him that was missing and he felt he had to find them to become one again. Jimmy spent the majority of his life in the care of welfare. The welfare officers repeatedly told Jimmy that his mother had passed away (passage your mum’s dead pp 11-13, 15-16). Some years later when Jimmy had left the Welfare, he found out from another aboriginal in a bar that he had stopped at that his mother was alive and that she had been looking for him. The man also informed Jimmy that his real name was Willy Wajurri. This gave Jimmy the motivation to push on with his life and gave him extra hope (passage Jimmy’s story pp 26-28).

Jimmy Had spent most of his life being abused by the people around him. Whilst in the care of the welfare, Jimmy was abused by the social workers and this is displayed in the unspoken abuse sections where it shows ruby singing a children’s chant which slightly depicts the abuse and jimmy appears to be ashamed that she is talking about it. Later in life Jimmy has to be subjected to racial comments from people around him. These comments infuriate Jimmy and they got him into trouble on many occasions. This anger for his torment throughout his life also contributed to his life of crime.

Of course Jimmy was cautious when he was told that his mother was still alive

2004-02-26T09:57:00.000+11:00

Jimmy Had spent most of his life being abused by the people around him. Whilst in the care of the welfare, Jimmy was abused by the social workers and this is displayed in the unspoken abuse sections where it shows ruby singing a children’s chant which slightly depicts the abuse and jimmy appears to be ashamed that she is talking about it. Later in life Jimmy has to be subjected to racial comments from people around him. These comments infuriate Jimmy and they got him into trouble on many occasions. This anger for his torment throughout his life also contributed to his life of crime.

2004-02-25T19:58:00.001+11:00

Red Death- the final piece by Ryan C.

In the dark depths of the Bavarian mountains, laid a village. A village that was plagued with fear, riddled with death. The church bells continuously tolling, terror empowering the town people, they called it Red Death. Prince Danzig, whom lived in the castle by the mysterious lake, took notice of the horrors of the doomed village which his castle overlooked. He opened his doors to the thousand petrified villagers and bolted the doors and locked away the keys for their safety.

Red death lurched the streets of the village at night preying on the unaware and week. It was a dark and mysterious character whom when you looked into its bright red face would end your life within half of the hour. One gaze into those disturbing white eyes would place a curse of death on the poor soul that would make you die a slow and pain filled death. Fuelled by pure evil, Red Death was the work of satin himself. It dined on death and was intoxicated with horror. No conscience, no soul, this beast may take human form but is not fit for society. He wore an all black cloak with a blood red inverted cross and has a skull and cross bone tattoo on his upper chest. Around his neck he wore a shrunken skull as a pride medal. No man was brave enough to face him.

The curse would first start paralysing the body slowly from the feet up, and then it would eat the muscles and slowly shut down your system. Then as a grim finally as you are griping onto your life you would spontaneously combust. A death fit for no human, no mater how sinful they are.

One story of ill fame was that of Wilham Krankenscwartz. He was a 12 year old boy who was the breadwinner for his family. He spent his days in the town square polishing people’s shoes for whatever small change they could give him so he could buy food for his mother and siblings. His father was killed by the King of Bavaria 3 years before for thieving a goat. One day, Wilham went into the town to begin work. This tall dark mysterious character over towered him. He slowly looked up and saw the shrunken head around the hellion’s neck and Wilham tried to kick him over but he was to overpowering. He grabbed the young child by the neck and proclaimed “In the pits of hell thou shall writhe for eternity” and the boy was cursed and killed.

“You all shall be safe within the castle walls. No demons shall enter the doors alive”. The Town crier, Ivan Hamish, arose and said powerfully “Thank you kind prince, on behalf of the town’s people I wish to thank you for allowing us to seek refuge from the horror of Red Death”. He was a full figured man who may seem charming in the public, but can be self cruel and self centred at times. At night, the families would retire to the castles many secure rooms and the prince’s armed guards would patrol the castles corridors and perimeters. Once again joy and the sense of security had been restored in the people of the old village. Prince Danzig would hold giant feasts every evening which provided the prince with company. All this time the main doors of the castle remained bolted. Until one night.

The Princes staff worked endlessly to prepare the castle and guests for the Masquerade ball. The Tailors worked miracles with the materials they had on hand to dress the townspeople marvellously. The chefs spent three days cooking and preparing food for the big event. The Main function room was transformed from a dark dusty disused room into a magical and exquisite ball room. On that cold January night the guards lit a roaring fire in the main ball room which not only illuminated all the room and its many crystal items it provided a great source of warm and comfort for the towns people. By eight of the clock the towns people starting to make their way to the ball. They all looked so dignified and important. They all wore masks of all different colours and materials. Ms. Helena Brocsher even got involved with the evening she looked marvellous wearing an all crimson dress with a beautiful golden mask.

Helena was once a beautiful long black haired girl whose family owned a stall in the main strip selling medicine. She was studying medicine like her father and other siblings, until there was a need for a cure to the dreaded Red death Curse. This was when she was sent into a nervous breakdown and to add fuel to the fire her husband to be was killed by the disease. The site of the dreaded disease sends Helena into distress and for her to come and dress up was something really big.

All of the guests were having a good time. They all dined on a long table with every type of meat and vegetable available to them. The children ran around playing and laughing as they swapped masks to see how silly they could look. The others walked around and mingled. They reminisced about the passed as they had no news to discuss. Thus may be the reason why the evening was such a success because there was no politics or religion to heat up the discussion. It was so relaxed and everybody enjoyed themselves. It bought the town closer together and allowed them to understand each other more and enjoy there company.

Some of the more musically talented townspeople got together and formed a band and regaled the crowd with classic tunes from near and far. The music got the people dancing and even the Prince was seen to have a dance. It was the first time in many years that the castle walls had heard the sound of a crowd and people laughing. The prince was almost ready to call the evening a success until…

On that cold January night in the castle, some months after the village people had shifted into the castle on the other side of the mysterious lake; the night of the Masquerade ball; there was an unfamiliar sound at the abandoned door. A banging was becoming disturbingly louder. One of the guards, Lemmy Kilmeister went to the door to investigate. As he looked through the inspection door he saw something quite menacing. A dark figure which moved silently through the night although the guard could not see the persons face. “Halt! Who is knocking on the castle door so late?” the guard queried. No response. The guard repeated himself, then he experience the most terrifying display. The figure looked the guard in the eyes and proclaimed “the bell tolls for thee!!” The guard’s eyes protruded from his face. The guard looked the bright red face in the eyes and all he could see where fiery demons and bodies being horribly tortured. Images filled the guards head. Images that no man could possible imagine. The guard instantly fell to the floor and began to die a slow and painful death.

The courageous guard, known as Lemmy Kilmeister was a man with nerves of steel. 6 foot tall his harms were the size of tree trunks. He had a head full of blonde thick hair and eyes of piercing blue. He was the type of person who was not afraid of anything. Until that horrible night.

The town’s people rushed to the scene. Helena Brocsher wailed “it’s the curse of Red Death, It has returned for us”. The prince out of the armoury returned with his shining armour and an axe. “I shall put an end to the horror!” Prince Danzig said bravely. He exited the castle fully alert and ready to fight the demon. The prince started to breathe heavier and heavier. Sweat dripped off his fore head. Fear overwhelming him. All of a sudden the red faced figure appeared in the meadow. The Prince avoiding his deadly stare swung the axe violently. A giant roar was let out and a loud explosion followed. Prince Danzig tucked his body away from the flames. He slowly rose from his crouching position and proclaimed to the villagers” You have nothing to fear no more. The Red Death has been banished from this world!” The Villagers ran out side and picked up the prince and carried him into the village where they celebrated with a month long festival.

After these festivities when all returned to normal. Except for Prince Dazig. He returned to the castle to find the corpses of his guards arranged in a weird formation and in the middle laid a stone tablet which was engraved. It stated; you are now cursed to an eternity of solitude. You may never see the gates of heaven or the pits of hell but you may never be truly content. Long Live Prince Danzig.

Every year after the slaying of red death, the village has a feast to commemorate the liberation, but still to this day the horrors remain in their minds and to this day Prince Danzig remains Locked up confined from the world never to see the face of another human.

2004-02-25T19:58:00.000+11:00

Dear President of the S.R.C.,

My name is Ryan ******* and I have recently read a newspaper article regarding truancy in Victorian schools. As a secondary school student my self, I can not honestly say that I have not witnessed students truanting from school for one reason or another. I feel that this article only barely scratches the surface of the causes of truanting and before anything is done the causes do need to be a known fact.

The article claimed that a softened parental approach is one of the main contributors to the truanting. They claimed that the parents were allowing their children to have numerous days off, which I agree is true to an extent. I believe that the parents allow their children to stay away from school because they can see the enormous amounts of pressure on them. Every year the pressure to perform well in school gets greater and greater not just from parents and teachers but from the other students. Also bullying from students applies pressure on students to fit in and not bother anybody. All these factors contribute to a drop in motivation which means they don’t want to be at school which leads them to truanting. Most of the time from what I have seen if a student leaves school early it is usually to go home and rest. But then there is also the more common factor; boredom.

If the schools were to find a way to decrease the amounts of work that students have to do and find a way to get students to stress less then it may lead to a decline in truancy. Also if the schools could offer incentive and excitement in the curriculum then this might entice students to stay at school. If the students are stimulated in a way they can understand, enjoy and at the same time learn then it will eliminate boardness.
Also I believe if the curriculum was based around a more life related context then the students would be more willing to stay at school. There is allot in the current courses that to many students is irrelevant to there every day lives.

There will still be a population of truanting children no mater what the school system changes. That is why I find the Western Australian initiative by using the local police to round up rouge students. They have a designated task force who drive around during school hours picking up the students and after three offences they are detained and need to be collected by their parents. I feel that this initiative may be firm but it would be affective and something similar should be trialed in Victoria.If the police force feels that a truancy patrol would be a waste of time then the government should finance social services to get a team of people to start patrolling the streets. Although this would most likely increase taxes it would be money well spent because it would garunty well educated people for the workforce of the next generation. Who, in the end is us, the students of today.

I know that some of the latter ideas are beyond your reach of completing; I thought that by writing this letter I could help you the S.R.C. get a better understanding on the matter and help make a difference. After all when there is a high absenteeism rate in classes the education is not as good because of the teacher’s fear of moving on. And that affects us students who want to succeed.

Yours sincerely

Ryan *******

2004-02-16T21:39:00.000+11:00

The Masquerade Ball By Ryan C.

The Princes staff worked endlessly to prepare the castle and guests for the Masquerade ball. The Tailors worked miracles with the materials they had on hand to dress the townspeople marvelously. The chefs spent three days cooking and preparing food for the big event. The Main function room was transformed from a dark dusty disused room into a magical and exquisite ball room. On that cold January night the guards lit a roaring fire in the main ball room which not only illuminated all the room and its many crystal items it provided a great source of warm and comfort for the towns people. By eight of the clock the towns people starting to make their way to the ball. They all looked so dignified and important. They all wore masks of all different colours and materials. Ms. Helena Brocsher even got involved with the evening she looked marvelous wearing an all crimson dress with a beautiful golden mask.

Helena was once a beautiful long black haired girl whose family owned a stall in the main strip selling medicine. She was studying medicine like her father and other siblings, until there was a need for a cure to the dreaded Red death Curse. This was when she was sent into a nervous breakdown and to add fuel to the fire her husband to be was killed by the disease. The site of the dreaded disease sends Helena into distress and for her to come and dress up was something really big.

All of the guests were having a good time. They all dined on a long table with every type of meat and vegetable available to them. The children ran around playing and laughing as they swapped masks to see how silly they could look. The others walked around and mingled. They reminisced about the passed as they had no news to discuss. Thus may be the reason why the evening was such a success because there was no politics or religion to heat up the discussion. It was so relaxed and everybody enjoyed themselves. It bought the town closer together and allowed them to understand each other more and enjoy there company.

Some of the more musically talented townspeople got together and formed a band and regaled the crowd with classic tunes from near and far. The music got the people dancing and even the Prince was seen to have a dance. It was the first time in many years that the castle walls had heard the sound of a crowd and people laughing. The prince was almost ready to call the evening a success until…to be continued

2004-02-12T09:33:00.000+11:00

Red Death by Ryan C.

In the dark depths of the Bavarian mountains, laid a village. A village that was plagued with fear, riddled with death. The church bells continuously tolling, terror empowering the town people, they called it Red Death. Prince Danzig, whom lived in the castle by the mysterious lake, took notice of the horrors of the doomed village which his castle overlooked. He opened his doors to the thousand petrified villagers and bolted the doors and threw away the keys for their safety.

Red death lurched the streets of the village at night preying on the unaware and week. It was a dark and mysterious character whom when you looked into its bright red face placed a curse in which you would die in half of the hour. One gaze into those disturbing white eyes would place a curse of death on the poor soul and with in half of the hour they would die a slow and pain filled death. Fueled by pure evil, Red Death was the work of satin himself. It dined on death and was intoxicated with horror. No conscience, no soul, this beast may take human form but is not fit for society. He wore an all black cloak with a blood red inverted cross and has a skull and cross bone tattoo on his upper chest. Around his neck he wore a shrunken skull as a pride medal. No man was brave enough to face him.

The curse would first start paralyzing the body slowly from the feet up, and then it would eat the muscles and slowly shut down your system. Then as a grim finally as you are griping onto your life you would spontaneously combust. A death fit for no human, no mater how sinful they are.

One story of ill fame was that of Wilham Krankenscwartz. He was a 12 year old boy who was the breadwinner for his family. He spent his days in the town square polishing people’s shoes for whatever small change they could give him so he could buy food for his mother and siblings. His father was killed by the King of Bavaria 3 years before for thieving a goat. One day, Wilham went into the town to begin work. This tall dark mysterious character over towered him. He slowly looked up and saw the shrunken head around the hellion’s neck and Wilham tried to kick him over but he was to overpowering. He grabbed the young child by the neck and proclaimed “In the pits of hell thou shall writhe for eternity” and the boy was cursed and killed.

“You all shall be safe within the castle walls. No demons shall enter the doors alive”. The Town crier arose and said powerfully “Thank you kind prince, on behalf of the town’s people I wish to thank you for allowing us to seek refuge from the horror of Red Death”. At night, the families would retire to the castles many secure rooms and the prince’s armed guards would patrol the castles corridors and perimeters. Once again joy and the sense of security had been restored in the people of the old village. Prince Danzig would hold giant feasts every evening which provided the prince with company. All this time the main doors of the castle remained bolted. Until one night.

One cold January night in the castle, some months after the village people had shifted into the castle on the other side of the mysterious lake; there was an unfamiliar sound at the abandoned door. A banging was becoming disturbingly louder. One of the guards went to the door to investigate. As he looked through the inspection door he saw something quite menacing. A dark figure which moved silently through the night although the guard could not see the persons face. “Halt! Who is knocking on the castle door so late?” the guard queried. No response. The guard repeated himself, then he experience the most terrifying display. The figure looked the guard in the eyes and proclaimed “the bell tolls for thee!!” The guard’s eyes protruded from his face. The guard looked the bright red face in the eyes and all he could see where fiery demons and bodies being horribly tortured. Images filled the guards head. Images that no man could possible imagine. The guard instantly fell to the floor and began to die a slow and painful death.

The town’s people rushed to the scene. A distressed woman wailed “it’s the curse of Red Death, It has returned for us”. The prince out of the armory returned with his shining armor and an axe. “I shall put an end to the horror!” Prince Danzig said bravely. He exited the castle fully alert and ready to fight the demon. The prince started to breathe heavier and heavier. Sweat dripped off his fore head. Fear overwhelming him. All of a sudden the red faced figure appeared in the meadow. The Prince avoiding his deadly stare swung the axe violently. A giant roar was let out and a loud explosion followed. Prince Danzig tucked his body away from the flames. He slowly rose from his crouching position and proclaimed to the villagers” You have nothing to fear no more. The Red Death has been banished from this world!” The Villagers ran out side and picked up the prince and carried him into the village where they celebrated with a month long festival.

After these festivities when all returned to normal. Except for Prince Dazig. He returned to the castle to find the corpses of his guards arranged in a weird formation and in the middle laid a stone tablet which was engraved. It stated; you are now cursed to an eternity of solitude. You may never see the gates of heaven or the pits of hell but you may never be truly content. Long Live Prince Danzig.

Every year after the slaying of red death, the village has a feast to commemorate the liberation, but still to this day the horrors remain in their minds and to this day Prince Danzig remains Locked up confined from the world never to see the face of another human.