Monday, December 22, 2014

Why Are We Using Prisons to Treat the Mentally Ill?


http://m.thenation.com/blog/181920-why-are-we-using-prisons-treat-mentally-ill


A Story about Santa

When four of Santa's elves got sick, the trainee elves did not 
produce toys as fast as the regular ones, and Santa began to feel the 
Christmas pressure.
Then, Mrs. Claus told Santa her Mother was coming to visit, which 
stressed Santa even more.
 
He went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were 
about to give birth and two others had jumped the fence and were out, 
Heaven knows where.
 
When he began to load the sleigh, one of the floorboards cracked, the 
toy bag fell to the ground and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated,Santa went in the house for a glass of cider and a shot of rum.
 
In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider jug, and it 
broke into hundreds of little glass pieces all over the kitchen floor.
 
He went to get the broom and found the mice had eaten all the straw 
off the end of the broom.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and an irritated Santa marched to the 
door, yanked it open, and there stood a little angel with a great big 
Christmas tree.
 
The angel said very cheerfully, 'Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't this a 
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me 
to stick it?'
 
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the 
Christmas tree.