Now, before we go any further, I don't give a flying monkey's flatulence what you think about these people, or me, or what I say. So Fuck off, K?
Now, I went through a LOT of shit there. Between the crap on the picket line (America is the least tolerant place on the planet, FYI.), the crap at home (the same crap every kid has to put up with), the crap at school (I was beaten on a regular basis at school), and the crap with others in the church, my child hood pretty much sucked. K? Get over it. This is who I was, and it shaped me into the individual I am now, for better or worse.
So, when I refer to Those Jackasses, or Those Douchebags, these are the people I'm referring to. Get it? Got it? Doubt it.
At the age of 16 I was booted. Now, it isn't like I was thrown onto the streets like some of the others, because my father had been kicked out several months prior, so I actually had a place to go to. I got about half of my clothes, my bed, my dresser.... And that's about it. Most of my posessions (including a rather impressive X-Men, Silver Surfer, Iron Man, and Daredevil comic collection, several rare and expensive games I had spent quite a bit of my hard earned minimum wage money on, and the car that I had paid my sister 2k for, and pumped another 3k into a complete engine over haul.) were not returned to me. There went my life's savings at that point.
The worst part of this situation is that I still had to go to the same public school as these people who had decided I wasn't good enough for them. Now, just because these people claim to be good and perfect doesn't mean they are. They all have skeletons, like everyone else. One individual, around my age, seems to find it amusing to ridicule people for not having a hyper active metabolism that allows them to literally eat 5,000 calories of junk food a day, while sitting on the couch doing nothing, and still gain not a pound. He treated me pretty poorly throughout my life due to my weight. (Yeah, I'm lazy and I probably over eat. I exercise like the doctors tell me to, I eat all right, not perfect, but all the food groups get good representation in my diet. But I have genetic diabetes that fortunately I don't need drugs for, and torn menisci in both of my knees. It is VERY difficult for me to do very much running or hard sport exercise, or lose any weight once gained) He and one of his little friends proceeded to spend the entire semester tearing paper and erasers apart and throwing them at me to taunt me, because I was told that if I even said a word to any of them outside of what was completely necessary, they'd sue me. What could I do? They are the best damn lawyers in this segment of the country. Hell, look at the supreme court case. Of COURSE they are harassing people at the funerals! That's how they get attention! There was no recourse, so I switched back to the High School I went to before my dad got kicked out.
Of course, being teenagers, they don't give a flying fuck that I'm not in that church any more. They just saw that I was at one time, and treated me accordingly. (AKA regular beatings, taunting, flinging food, etc. The same shit any unpopular teen has to go through, maybe a little harsher). One example is late in the January immediately after I got kicked out, some ROTC jerk from school drove by me while I was walking home with a .22 caliber rifle and shot me in the leg, yelling "Take that you fucking Phelps!" while speeding down the road. Thankfully (for me) the bullet didn't go deep. I called the cops, but they refused to take a report. This is a common occurrence in Topeka. If it involves that church, or any members, current or past, they won't do a damn thing. I just had to limp my way home, and pull out the visible bullet and put a band-aid on it. The scar is almost gone, only 6 years later. So of course, the guy got a 3 rank promotion that week from the ROTC (pronounced rot-see) teacher. This was Junior year.
Now in senior year, I stopped putting up with this shit. The first time some sack of shit, military wanna be fucktard started messing with me, I decked him. In front of the administration. I then stormed (it was quite amusing according to some friends who were also in ROTC) into the class room and chewed the living shit out of the teacher, telling him that if he didn't stop those assholes from doing this crap to me, I was going to make sure he got fired, and with the 3 of the principals standing behind me nodding their heads, he got the picture. One irritant down. (FYI, I wasn't suspended, as they ruled it was 'self-defense' which is constitutionally protected, and the principal at the time didn't brook with bullying, and ENCOURAGED kids to defend themselves, within reason.) I only got attacked a couple of more times that year, but that was more due to my abrasive personality than anything else. I got into technical theatre during this time as well. I am a member of the International Thespian Society, Gertrude Wheeler Troupe 210. I was a fly master, build crew lead, and runner. I love the theater. It is a great deal of fun.
Now, during this whole time in High School I had an IEP. For those of you bothering to read my rant and don't know, an IEP is an Individual Evaluation Plan. It is a school district document for special education. You might wonder, "this guy seems like he can read ok, and slightly more smarter than the average potato, why does he need spesial edumacation?" Here's why. I'm a certified genius. I never struggled in school. It helped that I had parents who actually gave a shit whether or not I failed. I do, however, have over twice as many active brain cells as George W. Bush. This puts me into the 'gifted' category, for which the government mandates a special segment of classes which are 'accelerated learning' but get absolutely no funding. The kids who refuse to do their homework, and thus are failing so badly they get remedial and special ed classes in the OTHER direction (kids who are just too lazy, but are otherwise fine, not in any way mentally retarded or autistic) get government funding to play video games in school, while we have to go to thrift stores to find text books. Yeah. This makes sense. Your future scientists, mathematicians, and programmers (AKA the folks who actually hold the fate of the world and your lives in their sweaty hands) get no funding... It is no wonder we all have ADD and get so freaking bored as to start hacking government computers, just for the lulz.
Think of it. I'm a genius. Literally. I'm 6'2", and have the equivalent density to a ball bearing coated in a half an inch of rubber cement. How do you think I'm going to spend my time? Most people wouldn't think theatre, but it's what I liked. It kept me out of the trouble that many of my compatriots got into.
Now, lets fast forward a few years to where I am now. I'm a college drop out (not worth it in this economy) who does janitorial work for a meager living, while still 20k in debt because of school. What in the hell happened? What did I do wrong? Well, here's what I came up with. A) I probably could have done something to help my situation, but not much. B) You imbeciles elected George Bush and republicans into office. Congratulations, you fucked up the whole country, nay WORLD for your kids. What's worse, is you thought that the Democrats would be a better alternative! How many fucking times do we have to play this fucking game? Get rid of the parties. They are both worthless and harmful to the system. Dispose of the Electoral College. It is an out dated system that the wealthy minority have and will continuously cheat and abuse to gain power. It's time for real change, not just flipping the damn fecal coin over again.
Well, thanks for reading! I'll be back some time I need to rant again.
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