The polygraph, or shall I say « lie detector test » is just as bad as the MMPI and other tests just like it. Tests like these caused me to study the creators of these tests. All in all, it is a big wake-up call and Stark reminder that « everyone does not fit into certain groups and categories ». Goodbye polygraph! The creator of the polygraph was genius in only one thing: catching his wife in lies and creating the D.C. comic and superhero Wonder Woman. As far as the creator of the MMPI: he was a coward in facing public scrutiny and was nuts himself. Also, the MMPI it very « foreign » to some of us. People such as myself never want to break a glass and shit like that. And, when it comes to drawing a tree, or a house: my tree drawing is just that: a tree! If you ask me to draw a house, it is according to how I feel: I might just draw you my dream home! If I do not feel like it, I might draw you a milk carton shaped house with just the basics: windows, a door, and a roof. As a child, I used to be a guinea pig for various Psychology students. I took many tests and I very much enjoyed them. However, once I got into college and transferred into a second college, I was given one hundred different IQ tests and other kinds of Psychology related tests, because I reported an agency who discrimated against me for not fitting into their trashy kind of « clique »: I was regarded as an outsider: someone who does not fit in, nor tried to(I don’t give a damn, either). Anywho, I took all 100 crazy ass tests. I came in upon the opening of this company in Marshall, Texas, and finished after 6:30 P.M. When I was done, every piece of paper was thrown into the trash right before my eyes. That’s right. I was done dirty like that. I was then done like that once, again in Tulsa, Oklahoma when the courts had me take the MMPI. Now that is something that I did not know of. Neither was I familiar with it. However, I am now. And, I discovered the ugly reality that a number of U.S. companies use a form of the MMPI in their job screenings. Walmart has a similar testing practice. When I took the MMPI, I just got out of being homeless, was quite optimistic, and very, very how shall I say, « stupid regarding ways of the world and how bad DHS and agencies are towards individuals ». Anywho, although I still could not understand what truly was on that paper, other than what the psychologist wrote: « the subject is truly in a world of their own », and accusing me of making up stories about myself being an author at an early age and artist. I could not believe it! I was called a liar on paper!!👺👺👺One of the judges told me that I could take as long as I needed to prove my case. And, you know what: he lied, too.👺👺👺My case was closed, the records sealed…and it went downhill from there. Ladies and gentlemen: that weird professional whom is an actual psychologist, had me draw a tree and a house. I drew the prettiest tree that I could muster up. And, I drew my dream home. My dream home is a castle with four things on it that looks like four ice cream cones. I dubbed it « my ice cream castle ». I drew as a toddler. I had many dreams. One of them was to become a cartoonist. I admired Charles Schultz. As a result, I was a brief student in Art Instruction Schools. However, before that I won numerous art awards in junior high (Tahlequah, Oklahoma). There are a number of times when I made the paper. They are all on microfiche now. As far as writing goes, I won my first award for writing in the sixth grade. It was the Sequoyah Book Essay Awards. I won 1st place. So, all first place winners went on a tour of Tsa La Gi(museum of the Cherokee Indians). Anywho, in 8th grade(1988), I won second place in poetry and my poem was published and put in an anthology. The contest was sponsored by Tahlequah Friends of the Library. Stacy Patrick won first place with her poem titled ‘Alley Cat’. Anywho, I won various awards, including some for speech(public speaking). Some of the awards that I won were sponsored by the Kiwanis Club, VFW, and Red Ribbon Week(against drugs). One year I had so many damn awards. Now, even though I entered the statewide art competition in honor of the late Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.(🥀🥀🥀🥀), I didn’t win anything. However, I received a letter and an honorary Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. medallion from the committee, located in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. The gift and letter was a special one that I kept for years. Guy and dolls, I can go on and on. But, I won’t. The thing is: I was a young published author and then some. And, the shit that I have been through and called a fucking liar! These polygraph tests are fucking pathetic and a G.A.D.D.A.M.N. discrace to mankind!👺👺👺 We are not God: we are mere stupid ass human beings! The polygraph is a crock of shit! And, so are tests like the MMPI(polygraph on paper, etc.)! It has been proven that such tests are also discriminatory! Science in so many ways is discriminatory and monstrous! Many a slave and person of color have been mutilated, murdered, labeled, stripped of being a human being, and more! Myself and my family together are unique. We are a fucking tribe! I have been on field trips with the Native Americans because of the blood that I share! Because of my pestering yet mentor of a teacher opened my innocent eyes about my skin color in L.A., my mom sat me down and taught me about African history, our Creole roots, and then some! Then this weird MMPI test: I did not qualify as a candidate to take that test on so many levels! What the fuck?!! What did I do next? I filed a lawsuit against the Tulsa D.A., members of DHS, and then some. Why? Because, my very character, mental status, and very life was on the line! I was being labeled! Then, I hired my own team of psychologists and psychiatrists! I even took a trip on the Greyhound bus to the Oklahoma Supreme Court! I told the judge that I was that damn serious. In between fighting in court and losing, I did a lot of reading at the law library and public library. Also, I had a long sit-down with one of the psychologists to find out what this business of the MMPI was about, because a lot of choices on it were non-applicable to me. What a fucking shame!😒👺👺👺Not everyone is alike at all. And, I am an example! #wanitaxigo