and get caught by the dea

early signs that all is not well with Walter White:

  • hiding the disabled sign as soon as his son gets out of the car
  • “I am awake”
  • beating up that minor who was making fun of his son. I know this seems justified or whatever, but consider this: it’s still assault. what if the guy had decided to press charges? Walt could have lost his job. please look at Skyler’s face in this scene. and as the script says, Walt is “starting to realize he likes it.” he likes feeling powerful, standing over others, and inflicting pain
  • how downtrodden Walt was in the beginning, how sympathetic, is exactly what allowed him to excuse the worst of actions. most abusers/awful people believe they have been wronged by the world and blame others for their own shortcomings. speaking of which
  • he left Gray Matter just because Gretchen was richer than him, which made him feel insecure, when he’d previously considered himself superior to her because she was his assistant. but even though HE broke it off with her and left his own company, he still resents Gretchen and Elliot and thinks they wronged him. he interprets their respectful and generous offer to him as an insult because he’s so afraid of weakness and can’t stand to feel pitied, indicating a lack of empathy. additionally, he is putting his own pride over the safety of his family and the well being of addicts
  • once he broke it off with his fiancee without warning, he went after the hot blonde waitress 12 years his junior. I’d say Skyler was oldest 22 when she met Walt, and Walt would be 34. that’s a bit of an age gap–Walt needed to feel more mature to feel secure
  • returning to the Pilot, his immediate dehumanization and mistreatment of Jesse. if it were me, and I was legitimately just a desperate soul trying to provide for my family, I’d feel a bit bad about blackmailing a former student, and would do my best to protect them. Walt never once thought he shouldn’t use him and coerce him into more dangerous crime, and clearly enjoyed verbally debasing him–Walt needs to feel superior. he immediately began to put Jesse down, telling him he “never thought he would amount to much”
  • when he thinks the police are coming for him, his first instinct is to grab a gun and “shoot the first cop he sees,” according to the script. then he decides to shoot himself instead. either someone’s getting hurt, or he’s dying–his cancer (death sentence) was what helped him justify all his behavior, which is why he freaked out when it went into remission
  • his immediate insistence on ~chemically pure~ meth seems like dangerous romanticizing to me
  • when he gets back from his first murder, his wife asks that he be honest with her. he ignores her and initiates sex without asking. he did start with foreplay and she reciprocated, but it’s interesting to note that he got what he wanted and she was denied. he continues to initiate sex with her in increasingly startling ways, such as fingering her in a PTA meeting, all without asking. this culminates when he tries to rape her in season 2, which he never apologized for
  • Walt treats under-performing students like garbage, writing nasty notes on their test papers and telling one poor kid not to “bullshit a bullshitter”–highly unprofessional
  • Walt always viewed addicts as lesser than himself and worthy of exploitation, which is part of what helped him dehumanize Jesse and let Jane die
  • that one scene where he rationalizes selling meth to Hank
  • Walt always enjoyed flirting with disaster–he’s an adrenaline junkie and gets off on danger, whether that’s life or death situations or almost getting caught. if I had a DEA agent as a family member, I would avoid them as much as I could, but Walt basically flaunted it in Hank’s face and then basked in the feeling that he was superior to him, even though Hank is actually quite intelligent
  • another example of thrill seeking would be blowing up the Ken wins guy’s car. Walt easily could have gotten caught doing that, but he didn’t care, and found it easy to justify because the guy is a ~dick~. Walt’s “doing this for his family,” and yet he doesn’t seem to mind the possibility of getting sent to jail and leaving them destitute
  • again, if it was about making some money and then getting out, he would have been content to stay small time and would have tried to be as cautious as possible–but that was never Walt’s actual motive. it was all about enjoying himself and gaining power
  • him telling Skyler to “get off his ass” for being concerned when he tells her he’s buying an ILLEGAL SUBSTANCE from a FORMER STUDENT as a HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER
  • his trophy keeping and taking on habits of those around him, most often his victims–cutting off bread crusts being the first example of this
  • Jesse stays out dealing for him all night, and Walt is not grateful, acts like Jesse is “not applying himself” even though Walt knows nothing about dealing meth, and then pressures him into approaching Tuco. I’d like to ask why $2,600 is not enough money for one day of selling
  • landing Jesse in the hospital, not apologizing, thinking money makes up for it, and then signing them both up to work for Tuco without asking Jesse or considering the supplies
  • freaking out over the money in the car after his confrontation with Tuco
  • the $737,000 figure, as if Walt needs to provide every cent his family could need for the next 18 years. it’s not about what’s best for his family, it’s about WALT feeling like the provider
  • letting the kind janitor take the fall for the stolen meth equipment
  • taking the gun Jesse bought to defend himself from Tuco and then shaming Jesse for not being able to defend himself from Tuco
  • that time when his son made a website to try to save his life and Walt just saw it as an insult
  • that time he got his son drunk in a pissing contest with Hank
  • and perhaps the most sinister of them all: “Skyler, there’s ROT”
Cranquis Mail: I want to get high...

(name withheld) asked:

Hello. Im taking venlafaxine 150mg with prolonged release and lamotrigine 100mg at day and night. i want to get high on buphedrone. any lower high on stimulant or chance to die xD? p.s no moralizing plz

Dammit Jim, I’m a doctor not a chemist.

And as a doctor, “moralizing” is not what I’m doing when I point out that:

  • (a) taking illegal drugs to hopefully attain a temporary high is dangerous, no matter what your friends say
  • (b) taking any chemicals (including venlafaxine and lamotrigine – and those are “approved” well-studied drugs!) comes with significant potential for side effects, so mixing in a non-pharmaceutical drug like buphedrone, which certainly has not been tested for drug-drug interactions with those medications, is dangerous
  • © asking a doctor (albeit online and anonymously) to give you advice on getting high is like asking a police officer how to speed without getting caught – your question violates common rules of decency, implying that “just because I’m anonymous” in this realm of interaction that I would be willing to ignore my professional and personal code of ethics, put aside my vow to “First Do No Harm”, and jeopardize my DEA license to prescribe controlled substances, just so I can guess-timate your chances of surviving your proposed experiment. 

So, good luck with whatever you decide, Dammit Jim.

PS: It’s been years since I’ve posted anything about street/illicit drug use, and the last time it led to weeks of cranky half-illegible messages from people defending their chemicals of choice. This time around, I’ve learned my lesson – THERE WILL BE NO REPLIES OR ACKNOWLEDGMENTS TO ANY COMPLAINTS OR ATTACKS RE: THIS POST.

Legacy Part Thirty Six

Summary: Now that you’re part of the Drama Club, the hunt picks up, and you get introduced to the world of Supernatural.

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] [Part Four] [Part Five] [Part Six]
[Part Seven] [Part Eight] [Part Nine] [Part Ten] [Part Eleven] [Part Twelve]
[Part Thirteen] [Part Fourteen] [Part Fifteen] [Part Sixteen] [Part Seventeen]
[Part Eighteen] [Part Nineteen] [Part Twenty] [Part Twenty One]
[Part Twenty Two] [Part Twenty Three] [Part Twenty Four]

[Part Twenty Five] [Part Twenty Six] [Part Twenty Seven]
[Part Twenty Eight] [Party Twenty Nine] [Part Thirty] [Part Thirty One]
[Part Thirty Two] [Part Thirty Three] [Part Thirty Four] [Part Thirty Five]

Word Count: 4306- I don’t usually do this, but this got a little long… Sorry!

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Undercover 11: Special Session, or: How Mulder Got His Groove Back

“I appreciate it, sir” said the baby-faced bartender as he held up the generous tip Mulder had left and replaced the money with a drink that resembled diluted Alien Bounty Hunter blood. As he watched the kid saunter off, Mulder wondered if he should have worn his loudest tie to this affair. All the nuts roll down to Florida, Mulder thought, including resurrected paranormal investigators and washed-up truth-tellers of the pre-digital age.

Tampa Convention Center completely made sense as the locale for a major cop conference. Who doesn’t love sun, booze, and the chance to give the wife a vacation on the company’s dime? He had definitely heard some agents conspiring about hoarding their per diems earlier, and got momentarily lost in memories of the wasteful spending he and Scully had taken up to disguise the fact that they were, in fact, sharing a room on assignment.

Mulder, in a move totally out of character given his finely crafted brooding-bad-boy-of-the-Feds mystique, and much to his former (former?) partner’s surprise, has accepted an invitation from the Federal Law Enforcement Officers Association to chair a special session at the 2016 FLEOA Conference. The session title? “Policing the Weird: Paranormal Claims in Law Enforcement Practice.” Monster boy, he thought as he read the email from the conference chair two months ago, that’s me. Still, it felt good to be remembered, and even recognized for the - quite frankly - pioneering work he and Scully had been doing for all those years.

Even his therapist encouraged him to go. “It’ll be good for you, Fox,” Thor had said at Mulder’s latest appointment. “We’ve talked about how you need to find ways to reclaim the pride you used to feel, professionally, Plus, I mean, it’s Florida.”

So here he was. A margarita in front of him, salt on his lips, and the telltale post-travel back pain let Mulder know that he wasn’t a recluse in rural Virginia anymore. It was time to be Fox Mulder again, not to waste that agile mind anymore. Until the opportunity came for him and Scully to finally, once and for all, stop those sons of bitches. Her words, not his.

Mulder’s phone buzzed. He read the text from Scully: “See you soon. You’ll be great.”

——

Sitting in the customary moderator’s seat at the center of a semi-circle of five uncomfortable armchairs, Mulder felt like he was moonlighting as a radio show host. It was uncomfortable, having to perform the role of an authority. He straightened his tie and cleared his throat.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s get started. I’m your moderator, Special Agent Fox Mulder from FBI headquarters. Today, we have several decorated federal officers with us who in one way or another have encountered claims of the paranormal in the course of their work.” In turn, he introduced the panelists.

DEA agent Sharese Mbala, a small woman in a well-cut pinstripe suit who in their introduction had told Mulder she headed the Atlanta division, spoke first. “Good afternoon, everybody. Agent Mulder, can I say that I was very happy to see you and Dr. Scully back at the Bureau. Finally I have someone to call for advice when things get… weird.”

“Thank you, Agent Mbala,” Mulder said, a little stunned. “It’s good to be back. So let’s turn to our question. Best practices in law enforcement: how do we deal with the cases that make little sense, and yet, need to be solved.”

Mbala nodded. “In our investigations, as you can imagine, DEA agents frequently encounter abnormal behavior, both in the individuals and groups we investigate, and in the… lore surrounding drug trafficking.”

“Like bath salts,” added Customs and Border Protection agent Carter Chase, whose bright pink tie ended an inch or so too far above his belt buckle. If this was a new trend among the young, hip Fed set or what, Mulder didn’t know. “I’m sure y’all locals remember the ‘cannibal werewolf of Miami.’”

“Filed right next to my personal favorite, ‘The Cockroach That Ate Cincinnati’,” a crisp voice to Mulder’s left said. He turned his head to look at Scully, who wore an expression of amused tenderness.

“It also ate Gary, Indiana,” Scully seriously explained, “giving us jurisdiction.”

“And of course, Chessie the Chesapeake Bay monster,” Mulder joked, all the while smiling at Scully. “But back to more serious matters. The war on drugs.”

Agent Mbala smirked. “Ah, yes, bath salts. Director Bryson’s assessment of the bath salts situation, in hindsight, is, and I quote: ‘Don’t even get me bleeping started.’”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

“Of course I need to stress that she has never said anything remotely similar about the great state of Florida.”

Mbala, judging by the ripple of chuckles that echoed through the rows of cops, was a big hit and had an excellent career ahead of her. Mulder was glad. He remembered the boys’ club in every single meeting he had ever attended in the first iteration of his Bureau career. He remembered Scully discreetly raising the height of her seat at conference tables, shaking her head. She had fought hard.

Now, here among hundreds of strangers, he caught Scully’s eye briefly, love and a deep camaraderie washing over him. He felt like he was home.

“So let me ask you, Agent Mbala,” Mulder said, shuffling his notes, “what are some concrete challenges surrounding the paranormal the DEA is facing?”

“Besides the fact that none of it makes any sense?” Mbala chuckled. “When I see reports on my desk that… where I get deja vu and think ‘I’ve seen this horror movie before!’, I often wish we had a best practices guide to help us process the information in an organized and replicable fashion. As it stands now, I might as well just toss these cases into a box and forget all about them.”

Mulder nodded. Next to him, Scully raised her eyebrow and spoke in her most commanding voice. “Agent Mbala raises an excellent point about replicability. A scalable system for categorization is long overdue. Take it from me: don’t just file everything under X.”

Mulder couldn’t help but let laughter roll over him. “I couldn’t agree more, Dr. Scully. So, Agent Chase, I know you’re also a data analyst for the CBP. Can you speak to any ideas to address the issues Agent Mbala is raising?”

“Sure can,” Chase started, and Mulder lost himself in the back and forth of the discussion.

——

Mulder felt Scully’s amused gaze hit the back of his head long before he turned and saw her saunter up behind him at the bar. That look she was giving him, her crows’ feet barely visible after a good night’s sleep, a gauzy sleeveless shell revealed as she’d taken off her all-season blazer. She was ethereal. And he was a little buzzed on the Florida sun, his partner’s effervescently good mood, and actual, honest-to-god intellectual stimulation.

“You were a great moderator, Mulder,” she said fondly, “and that was a lot of fun.”

He pointed at the jacket under her arm, and motioned for the bartender to bring them two margaritas. “Playing hooky?” he asked her.

“Are you asking or suggesting?”

“You know what I’m about, Scully. When have I ever not cut class?”

Scully squeezed his waist and hopped up on a stool with an adorable scramble that delighted Mulder even after all these years, though of course he’d never let her know.

She took a sip of her drink and leaned into him, conspiratorial, beckoning with her fine index finger until his ear was nearly to her lips.

“Do you remember?” she said, very low. Mulder moved slightly to look into her eyes, confused.

Scully mouthed, dramatically, “Mothmen,” and Mulder choked on his mouthful of margarita. Scully’s laughter rang in his ears as he coughed, and her little hand patting his back made up for a humiliating death by inhalation of tequila at the decrepit age of 55.

His cheeks burned even as he calmed down and turned her around to face him. The whole day had been playful and Scully didn’t appear to want to stop, and also – of course he remembered. Florida. That day she’d tried, like a normal person celebrating the return of her life and energy, to let him know what she wanted from him. And he’d only jumped up and run to look for mothmen.

“You know,” Scully said, tender voice like cotton candy to his ears, “when you came to my room the other week in Oregon, I very briefly wondered if you were gonna maybe… make it up to me for that night with the goddamn mothmen. New beginnings and all.”

Mulder sighed and shook his head. “And all you got was a monster rant.”

“That’s okay,” she said, “I was serious, that is how I like my Mulder. But just so you know…”

“Yeah?” Mulder breathed, not sure what it was exactly he was hoping she’d say next.

“Just so you know I also really, really like wine and cheese.”

Scully demonstratively slurped her drink, squeezed Mulder’s hips quickly, and hopped down off her stool, briskly disappearing beyond the glass doors and into the sunny lobby, where she pressed a button on the elevator and looked over at Mulder, cocking her head.

It was now or never.

“Bartender!” Mulder half-yelled urgently. “Can you order up a cheese plate and a bottle of… I don’t know, something good! Room 477! Put it on my tab!”

Even with a click in his hip and a bum Achilles’ tendon, Mulder had never run up stairs faster.

PEOPLE POWER MOVEMENT STANDS WITH BALTIMORE: Statement of Solidarity with the Baltimore Uprising

Released May 1, 2015

We, the People Power Movement - Movimiento Poder Popular, celebrate May Day 2015 by expressing our solidarity with the Baltimore uprising in all its forms against racism, police brutality, and state violence. We especially support the Black and Brown youth of Baltimore who have courageously taken over and shut down the streets against vicious police violence.

We know, for instance, that the City of Baltimore provoked the high school student uprising that occurred Monday afternoon on April 27, 2015, by shutting down public transportation and deploying militarized riot police. We know that they left Black youth in the streets with no choice but to strike back and defend themselves against an invasion and occupation of their communities. And we know that those courageous Black youth stood their ground with bricks, rocks, and bottles, forcing police to retreat, a small victory that may have saved lives.

We also reject the corporate media’s racist misrepresentation of the Baltimore uprising as “violent” and the people as “looters”, “thugs,” and “criminals.”

They call them “looters” while Wall Street and U.S. corporations rob our communities between the bell sounds of the New York Stock Exchange. They pay the U.S. government, the military, and the CIA to put the economies of other Black and Brown countries in their pockets. They rob us by closing our public schools and community centers, paying workers poverty wages, defunding our hospitals, building more prisons, raising our rent and tuition, building million dollar malls and condos, bailing out banks, calling corporations “people,” buying out elections, and leaving homes vacant, all in the name of “freedom.” Overseas, they assassinate, invade, bomb, rape, occupy, pillage, colonize, and sign so called free trade agreements, all in the name of “democracy.”

They call them “thugs” while the biggest and most violent gangs in this country are the law enforcement agencies (which really enforce the laws of the elite) that terrorize us: the police, FBI, DEA, Transportation Security Administration (TSA), Department of Homeland Security, and Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE).

They call them “violent” and “criminal” while police officers roam wild committing acts of terrorism against poor and working class Black and Brown communities, all in the name of protecting and serving the real criminals: the elites, the rich who exploit our labor, plunder our resources, take our wealth, and destroy our communities, all with impunity. But get caught looking at a cop and “running while Black,” and you get the death penalty. The criminal (in)justice system truly is criminal. They tell them to be “nonviolent and peaceful” but never tell police to be “nonviolent and peaceful.”

We also caution against a common sentiment among our brothers, sisters, and comrades that shuns the militant actions of their peers and heightens division in the movement between "peaceful” and “violent” protestors. While we should be vigilant of agent provocateurs and police infiltrators who aim to sabotage the movement, we must also be critical of liberals, opportunists, and big “leaders” who aim to co-opt and sterilize the militant grassroots resistance that is necessary to gain our freedom. Martin Luther King Jr. told us that, “A riot is the language of the unheard.” Instead of blaming the youth for resisting by any means necessary, we should be blaming the injustices that provoke their anger. They are simply igniting the streets of Baltimore with the same fire set inside them by the banks, corporations, and their paid politicians and paramilitary forces.

From Moment to Movement: Educate, Agitate, Organize!

Although we understand that rioting is a natural reaction to racist police violence and class oppression, it is only an emotionally temporary outburst and not effective in winning our liberation. It may even be used to justify further repression. Instead, we advise our brothers, sisters, and comrades in Baltimore to keep the energy high and educate each other on the history of resistance—from the slaveships that left the African shores to the labor and Black Power movements. Through political education we can respond to injustice with discipline, unity, and organization in order to build strong, sustainable communities of resistance and elevate the long but worthy struggle to fight for Popular Control of our society and achieve Fundamental Social Change. We the oppressed live in a burning house of white supremacy, capitalism, and patriarchy. It is no use saving it. Our goal now is to dismantle it through political education and mass organized resistance in order to build a new society that is humane, peaceful, and just for all.

The Need for Internationalism

Finally, we highlight a global uprising currently being led by oppressed people around the world. Black people in Brazil are also rising up against racism and police violence, while others are mobilizing against neocolonialism in the Black nations of Haiti in the Caribbean, and Burkina Faso and Burundi in Africa. Malcolm X told us that when Black people on one side of the world rise up, an internal signal lights up among others throughout the African diaspora. The fight against U.S. imperialism is also thriving in countries like Cuba and Venezuela, where the people are building a new humane society, and in Mexico, where indigenous people are defending themselves with community-controlled police forces against neoliberalism and police terror. The U.S. government, of course, sees all of this as a threat to its decaying capitalist domination here and abroad. It is running on its last breath.The need for international solidarity is pertinent now more than ever. Black lives matter! All power to the people!

“When you talk about revolution, most people think violence, without realizing that the real content of any kind of revolutionary thrust lies in the principles and the goals that you’re striving for, not in the way you reach them. When someone asks me about violence, I just find it incredible, because what it means is that the person that is asking that question has absolutely no idea what Black people have gone through, what Black people have experienced in this country, since the time the first Black person was kidnapped from the shores of Africa.”

~ Angela Davis, 1972, The Black Power Mixtape (17:10)

Today in Hypocrisy:  The DEA won't fire you for using drugs.

The Drug Enforcement Agency is a federal organization with over 10,000 employees (including almost 5,000 special agents) and a $2 billion operating budget tasked with curbing drug trade and drug usage within the United States.  They wear cute sweatshirts like this:

#MustHaveFall2015

They’re the only federal agency who can conduct drug operations abroad, and in their spare time they like to conduct massive raids on medical marijuana dispensaries to try to catch them doing something illegal.  Given all that, please review a (non-comprehensive) list of violations and criminal conduct of which DEA agents have been found guilty while still holding on to their jobs as drug enforcement agents:

  • losing or stealing a firearm
  • driving while intoxicated in a government vehicle
  • losing or stealing drug evidence
  • losing or stealing defendant’s property
  • committing fraud against the US government
  • failing random drug tests

The DEA didn’t fire ANY agents found guilty of those crimes – sometimes just issuing a simple letter of caution (!!!) – but they out here shaking down medical marijuana users for clawing at the fabric of society or some nonsense.

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Even in the registry of horrible things government agents have done in the name of the drug war, this Buzzfeed report stands out:

The Justice Department is claiming, in a little-noticed court filing, that a federal agent had the right to impersonate a young woman online by creating a Facebook page in her name without her knowledge. Government lawyers also are defending the agent’s right to scour the woman’s seized cellphone and to post photographs — including racy pictures of her and even one of her young son and niece — to the phony social media account, which the agent was using to communicate with suspected criminals.

The woman, Sondra Arquiett, who then went by the name Sondra Prince, first learned her identity had been commandeered in 2010 when a friend asked about the pictures she was posting on her Facebook page. There she was, for anyone with an account to see — posing on the hood of a BMW, legs spread, or, in another, wearing only skimpy attire. She was surprised; she hadn’t even set up a Facebook page …

The account was actually set up by U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration special agent Timothy Sinnigen.

Not long before, law enforcement officers had arrested Arquiett, alleging she was part of a drug ring. A judge, weighing evidence that the single mom was a bit player who accepted responsibility, ultimately sentenced Arquiett to probation. But while she was awaiting trial, Sinnigen created the fake Facebook page using Arquiett’s real name, posted photos from her seized cell phone, and communicated with at least one wanted fugitive — all without her knowledge.

The Justice Department’s headquarters in Washington, D.C., referred all questions to the DEA, which then declined to answer questions and, in turn, referred inquiries to the local U.S. attorney’s office in Albany, New York. That office did not respond to multiple requests for an interview …

Meanwhile, the bogus Facebook page remains accessible to the public, BuzzFeed News found.

The DOJ filing was in response to Arquiett’s lawsuit. Consider what the federal government is arguing here. It’s arguing that if you’re arrested for a drug crime, including a crime unserious enough to merit a sentence of probation, the government retains the power to (a) steal your identity, (b) use that identity for drug policing, thus making your name and face known to potentially dangerous criminals, © interact with those criminals while posing as you, which could subject you to reprisals from those criminals, (d) expose photos of your family, including children, to those criminals, and (e) do all of this without your consent, and with no regard for your safety or public reputation.

The mindset that would allow government officials to not only engage in this sort of behavior, but to then fight in court to preserve their power to continue it is the same mindset that, for example, allows drug cops to compel juveniles and young women to become drug informants, with little regard for their safety — and to then make no apologies when those informants are murdered. Or that would lead campus cops to let a teen slowly kill himself with heroin, because they could hold his addiction over his head to force his cooperation as an informant. Or that would allow a guy arrested on a possession charge to be abandoned for days in a jail cell, nearly killing him.

For decades now, politicians, law enforcement officials, and drug warriors have spent a great deal of time, energy, and propaganda dehumanizing drug offenders. It shouldn’t be all that surprising, then, when drug enforcement officials subsequently treat drug offenders as something less than human. If you aren’t fully human, you have no identity to steal. Or at the very least, your claim to your identity isn’t as important the public good the government might do by stealing it. (In this case, “public good” means arresting a few drug pushers.) Likewise, less-than-human lives are more easily expended than human ones. A drug cop wouldn’t dream of sending his own kid out as an informant. But once a kid gets caught possessing some pot or ecstasy or speed — or God forbid selling it — the kid lost the right to be treated like a fully realized human being. The cops are willing to take some risks.

I don’t think the DEA wants Sondra Arquiett to be victimized by the criminals with whom they interact while pretending to be her. It also seems safe that drug cops didn’t want to see Rachel Hoffman, Daniel Chong, Jonathan Magbie, Chad MacDonald, “Logan,” or Michael Saffioti to die. It’s more that once they were known to be drug offenders, their lives weren’t quite as important. http://www.washingtonpost.com/news/the-watch/wp/2014/10/07/once-youve-dehumanized-drug-offenders-its-easy-to-steal-their-identities/

finding out their little sister has a boyfriend with seventeen
  • Seungcheol: He would definitely be surprised. Seungcheol would probably behave like an overprotective dad and would most likely threaten the boyfriend at one point. However, Seungcheol would attempt to befriend to boyfriend just to make his sister happy, but he would still be very firm with him.
  • Jeonghan: Jeonghan wouldn't believe it. He'd doubt his sister's statement, only to find out that his sister does actually have a boyfriend. He'd be very confused at the whole situation, but would nonetheless attempt to get to know him to make things less uncomfortable.
  • Jisoo: Jisoo would congratulate her and be very kind towards her boyfriend. He'd quickly befriend him and would comfort him like a big brother. However, he's still very protective of his sister and wouldn't hesitate to threaten him if he made his sister upset.
  • Junhui: Cue the awkward conversations and embarrassing baby pictures. Junhui would tell every embarrassing story of his sister and he would probably end up as an awkward third wheel on a date. He would gush over how cute the two were, ignoring his sister's pleas.
  • Soonyoung: Soonyoung would be ecstatic. Like Junhui, he'd gush over how the couple were so cute, but he'd maintain a safe distance. To her boyfriend, he wouldn't make any special attempts to really bond with him and would act as a normal older brother figure. He'd mind his own business most of the time, but it's possible for you to catch him slowly dying at the little cute things the couple does.
  • Wonwoo: He wouldn't take her seriously and laugh. A small chuckle might come out of his lips and he'd quickly disregard her. Hearing from his sister that she's in a relationship, he wouldn't take her words seriously. After seeing her boyfriend, Wonwoo would greet him kindly. He'd be a little surprised, causing him to slowly realize how the past few years have changed. Seeing your boyfriend would really make him think about how everyone has grown.
  • Jihoon: He would act very maturely about this situation. Jihoon would behave as a wise father who would supervise his kids. He'll trust his sister, but he wouldn't easily trust her boyfriend. He'd want to know his background, his academics, his social life, and every other little thing. Jihoon would want to make sure he was safe enough for his little sister.
  • Seokmin: He would act similarly to Junhui. He'd like to horse around and gush over how cute the duo were, but he would mainly join forces with your boyfriend to prank you. Seokmin would love your boyfriend and would take the time out of his day to hang out with him. However, he could definitely do a 180 switch if he finds out that he hurt his sister.
  • Mingyu: Mingyu would almost immediately approach him. Having another male friend in his life would make him happy. He'd want to know every little thing about him and he'd want to grow closer as friends. Instead of thinking of him as her boyfriend, Mingyu would think of him as one of his friends and would at one point steal her boyfriend just so they could hang out.
  • Minghao: Minghao would respect her decision to start dating and her choice of a significant other. He would definitely be very warm and welcoming to her boyfriend, maybe even hold conversations longer than a few sentences. Minghao wouldn't look at her relationship negatively and would encourage her and her decision to love.
  • Seungkwan: Seungkwan would be very cautious. He would still congratulate his sister, but he would continuously judge the boyfriend. He'd wonder if he deserved her and would most likely confront the boyfriend at one point and tell him how lucky he is to have his sister. He won't bother the duo, but he'll still make subtle hints that he's doubting his sister's choice.
  • Hansol: Hansol would act similarly to Seungkwan. He'd want what's best for his sister, but he would try to encourage her boyfriend to act amazing. He'd befriend her boyfriend as an attempt to know more about him and what he's like.
  • Chan: Chan would be caught off guard. Like Jeonghan and Wonwoo, he probably wouldn't believe what she says. Chan would probably mistake her boyfriend as another person during their first encounter, creating an awkward tension. Chan would attempt to become acquaintances, but we wouldn't see him really getting to know her boyfriend or play a part in their relationship.