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Timothy Lavelle
Class, Once again I find myself apologizing for my churlishness. I apologize to you ALL. That may ring hollow since I am leaving what I posted up there. I stand by what I said but not for actually saying it out loud. My reasoning follows...if you find yourself saying "enough lavelle" or "who cares" then fair enough and skip the rest of this. After all, I graduated either last or second to last in our class.
((EDIT>>>EDIT>>Dave has kindly clued me in that by using his name in the following paragraph it is like I am addressing this diatribe more to him than...how you say in 'Murica..."Y'all". It is meant for all y'all)).
Dave Mitchell...you may recall a post where I bitched about being a child and some playmates would not "take their deads" when shot point blank with an imaginary gun made of a thumb and a forefinger. That emotion has stayed in my craw all my life. "What I want (staying alive in the shoot 'em up game) is more important than what you KNOW". Or basic cheating because you could.
In a time when my mind was just starting to "wuh-uh-under" about all of life (late grade to early high school) I was force fed by some catholic nun "If you have thoughts of doubt about God, that is the devil whispering in your ear". Many of you to this day still believe that and cannot understand why I would come to see that as malicious mind control. At that ignorant young age I began to believe that any thought I had outside of dogma came from me being evil. It took years and years and two tours in a war zone to allow myself the freedom to understand that "You can tell me what to think, that's your right, but by dog you cannot tell me how to think".
Years later at a common luncheon in Houston among workmates, I noted out loud that the women present, day after day, would pay less than their fair share of the lunch tab because they knew they could get away with it. I was never asked to join in lunch ever again. Anyone telling themselves "This is okay" for bullshit behavior has just over ridden my calmness time and time again.
"Biased Authority" is how I have come to see opinions of people in power who act as though my brain is a slave to their ideas. Please...I don't hate Catholics or hate religion. I don't hate republicans, democrats, libertarians or communists. I understand the need people have t believe with a capital B. I just don't believe the sales pitch. You get to say what you believe...just do not ever tell me that I should believe simply because you say so.
Mary Margaret, enjoys a special position with our class. So does Frank Strange, Steve Hodges, Jim Schultheis and for me Steve Royer. And many many others who hold special places in your memories They get a power in their words, possibly...probably... without knowing it, just from the positions they held in our esteem. Or me, I got away with crap (got a different esteem) because I could make you laugh. I truly believe that those people need to understand their power to influence and possibly warp others just by writing. I believe we should all say "Man, you don't have to agree with me because I am no ones brainiac but here is my take on the following topic". Use your power to show you truly have no power at all. That is why I ask you to ignore my crap if you don't agree. It's your brain and no one else gets to own it.
I have railed against peole in power who are ignorant of their own power and the responsibility to honesty that comes with that power most of my life.
I have two regrets from our time at WHS together. One, that I didn't tell my own father the intimate physical questions that Father Arcuri asked me in the privacy of that little office outside "the office". My father would have wound up in jail. Second, that I did not stand up and knock Van Horn flat on his priestly ass for hitting me in the side of the head as hard as he could with a religion text. My head spun and ears rang for days. I would have been excommunicated...but damn, that would have saved me years of wondering if private religious oriented education was just another form of mind control or not. Soooo, I am no ones poster child for mental health.
So again, sorry....yeah, and not sorry, again for my churlishness here. I'll go away for awhile.
But lastly, Trump as Pope. How embarrassed can you be to say you are Catholic and think that is funny. This is a shameful period of time.
Party on.
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