THE PUNISHMENT COMMUNITY: ADMINISTRATORS

MENTALLY ILL PERSONS FULFILL THEIR PERVERTED FANTASIES BY PUNISHING OTHER PERSONS, ANIMALS AND EVEN THE ENVIRONMENT.

I sat at my 1963 Smith Corona manual typewriter and I could not think of what to write. The first newspaper articles I wrote were triggered by events and conditions at UNB. Satire brought humor and life to such articles. Successfully writing fiction requires experience and intellectual research, I had little experience and research was difficult fifty years ago. I determined that if I was going to find interesting true subject matter I was going to have to plan that and work at it. 

I inherited a lot of money at eighteen years old from my Paternal Grandfather. My mother, a Punishment Community Queen punished me on my eighteenth birthday by refusing to let me have the $10,000. Grandfather Charles Vincent Collard did not want his grandson to experience the poverty he experienced, he wanted me to be able to buy myself a home at eighteen years old. I was advised by Retired Canadian Army cooks I worked with at my part time job at the UNB Dining Hall to buy the buisness with the Dance Hall, Lounge, Commercial Kitchen and eleven rooms known for having the best Hot Dogs in The City.

I would have written about goings on at the Small Hotel I was going to buy in Fredericton New Brunswick where the University of New Brunswick was located. Instead, I could have written, I am, about living in a freezing Boarding House, where you got breakfast but the rest was baloney sandwiches. Would you want to read a detailed description?

MOTHER SO ENJOYED HER PUNISHER ROLE, SHE WAS EXULTANT "YOU ARE UNDER MY AUTHORITY UNTIL YOU ARE TWENTY ONE, YOU ARE NOT GETTING IT!"

I was given none of it, not even for food, not a cent. I think now that my Mother also intercepted any eighteenth birthday gifts I received because I did not even get a Birthday Card, of which I had received many on my Birthday at home.

At the age of nineteen I refused to alter my newspaper writing to "help things to go smoothly" and was punished by not only Expulsion but I would not be able to enter Third Year Studies elsewhere, my Transcripts were Stamped as 

"NOT READMISSIBLE" and it came to me at the end of August, but Mother might have retrieved and held my Mail?

I had hired on with the CNR for a summer job as a Surveyor because if you had a year of Engineering Study and had been a Surveyor you could finance your studies by being a Surveyor in the Summer.

INSTEAD WE WERE PUNISHED AS SMART ASS COLLEGE JERKS AND TO WEED OUT THE WEAK BY HAVING TO Carry 100 pound Cement Bags. We were to live in Motels, Travel and eat in Restaurants and got a Bunk Car. Really, the Fucking Bastards, 135 pound seventeen year old CHILD ABUSE.

I, we, got to go Surveying in our second Summer of work, hey real cool eh, School, School,School and then run up and down cliffs and through bush right away, right from school to the Bunk Cars, still no Motels and Restraunts.

The third Summer of Employment was to be at Canadian National Railway System Headquarters in Montreal, which I had lived in and revisited regularily as a High School Student. Every portion of the promised jobs had been turned  into a punishment or destructive test or crappy living in the bush in Railroad Bunk Cars. I did not agree to take specific courses, but the rotten bastard clerk at HQ seized upon my course changes as "unauthorized" and I was punished by being given another hard labor job, which no one wanted, 4pm to Midnight, loading boxcars . I thought, work, go back to University in a few months. I was thrown out of School and loaded boxcars outside in the Montreal Winter instead.

Had Mother not been able to seize my inheritance from Grand- father, I would have been nice and warm in my Hotel.

Still nothing to write about, loading Boxcars with Freight. I set out for California by way of Vancouver BC and stayed there in Vancouver.

Six months after I was denied my scheduled job at CNR System Headquarters assisting and working with Civil Engineers I obtained employment doing exactly that as a Recording Technician and in house Builder Quality Control Inspector with KBR BRJ Halliburton at Peace Power where Chief Engineer Abercrombie said to me "I think you and I are the only ones aware of exactly what we are building here".  A few weeks later "I do not know where all the rock bolts are and what the torques are."

I surveyed torqued and inspected every Rock Bolt in the walls and up 180 feet at the ceiling of the Peace Power Powerhouse and created an 8' x 4' map.

    The square pads in the ceiling were attached to 16' long rock bolts at Peace Power and were to be grouted.
When torques had stabilized, and retorquing was not required anymore, then thorough and complete High Pressure Grouting filled, sealed and bonded the Rocks and Cement and Rock bolts together.
All the Rock Bolts had a small diameter hole from the exposed bottom of the Bolt all the way to the top. Cement pours, streams and flows out of the bottom center hole from the top of the hole if the void is filled.                         

I documented a series of incorrect procedures being used to install Rock Bolts, which only I had been involved with the installation thereof previously.

The cement is pumped in at the bottom of the cavity which the rock bolt is in. You pump cement in at 90PSI till it fills every crack in the wall or ceiling. If the rock is fractured beyond the end of the Rock Bolt it will not take torque. When you pump until the cement comes down the hollow center of the bolt you know that you have filled every crack and the Rock Bolt acts like rebar in cenent making the fractured rock mass a support element in combination with the Rock Bolts, which exceeds the straight up weight bearing ability of Rock Bolts.

Incomplete High Pressure Cement Grouting which did not fill every void as required was faked as complete by pumping cement up indicator drill holes. "That is enough grouting" Shifter Morley said to his crew "Prime the Indicator Tube." That Indicator drill hole.  It was esential, ordered by Law and required by Engineering Ethics that this flawed procedure was reported to the Chief Engineer. I did of course. The Engineer apologized, the Shifter is going to get rid of you.   I was shipped out, problem solved, only until we have an earthquake possibly. I have sent this information to Authorities several times and there was legal action taken by BC Hydro, the Owner, against the Builder but nobody  replied to my warning.

I HAVE DOCUMENTED WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THIS THOROUGHLY. MORE PUNISHMENT. I HAD ALWAYS THOUGHT "DO NOT DO ANYTHING BAD AND YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE TO ENDURE MORE PUNISHMENT."

I WAS WRONG, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO DO ANYTHING BAD TO DESERVE PUNISHMENT. THE PUNISHMENT COMUNITY DOES NOT CARE WHETHER OR NOT YOU DID SOMETHING BAD AND HAVE TO BE DETERRED, THE PUNISHMENT COMMUNITY JUST HAS TO BE ABLE TO GET AT YOU.