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i worked there in late '70-early '80 lots of abuse to patients from staff in the underground passageways and from other patients frequently ignored ..... medical care left alot to be deisred ...were still doing electric shock but frontal labodimies done in new orleans only at taht time

^ ick! Sounds awful. The other day I was wading in a shallow part of this river to get to a sandbar, and this white piece of cloth (likely a shirt) was lying on the bottom. It just looked so creepy!

I definitely see where you are coming from Mariposa, and Silkster as well. I think that causes for mistreatment were that these types of illnesses were just not understood. People just didn't know what to do. And they still are not completely understood. Having suffered with bad anxiety for most of my life, I've been treated by many different people. Nothing ever warranted me to a hospital, but I have found that if you haven't suffered one of these illnesses yourself, you just can't understand. Sometimes I get really mad by things people say - like "breathe deeply" and then you'll be fine. Uh, no! That may work for the average person who's nervous before a test, but breathing deeply isn't going to solve all your problems. But back to what I was saying, people tend to fear the unknown - back in the day I'm sure many staff were fearful of some of the patients, not knowing what to expect of their action. I don't think most mistreatment was out of malicious intent - they just didn't know what to do. However, within the last half century or so, as new scientific developments have advanced, these illnesses are better understood, so treatment has greatly improved. I agree with Silkster in the fact that we often look at these pictures from a patients' point of view. It must be awful to be stuck in an instition all your life no matter how nice people are. And the illness in itself is enough. I don't care if I was in Candyland, the illness makes you suffer.

As for the specters that we spot in the photos, we are, for the most part, having fun. Of course there's definitely something that we see, but its enjoyable to discuss such. Who's know whether its real or not, its fun for the imagination.

~no more pencils~
~no more books~
~no more teachers' dirty looks~
Ahh, that song, my mantra of the past few years. (anyone ever see the music video? kinda gory...I was Hard Rock cafe eating a meal and it was playing on one of the TV's...needless to say I wasn' t too hungy any more.) But now I find college is much more satisfying considering you're pretty much free to do as you choose.

During surgery this device would be used to clear blood and such from the area(s) that the doctor is working in. Watch M*A*S*H, you will see the octor ask for "suction". This is the device that would provide this.

Glenn Quagmire is Peter Griffin's Perverted, oversexed neighbor.

OK, so am I to assume that the word "quagmire" is somehow related to Family Guy as is the phrase about "Gigadee"?

The yellow stuff was just pudding!! ;-)

No, I haven't, but I was reading an article that referred to that very thing just the other day:

http://www3.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0410/feature5/

By the way, the article was written a year ago and predicted almost exactly what recently happened in New Orleans.

Gigadee Gigadee Gigadee!

~~We don't need no education~~
~~We don't need no thought control~~
~~No dark sarcasm in the classroom~~
~~Hey teacher leave us kids alone~~

Makes me wonder, what year was it when this clocked stopped at 9:42 and 31 seconds? (a.m or p.m)???

You Can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat!

Kevin, you have done me proud. Good Boy!

Who is telling you th hush?