A Pole!
A Hole!
IN‼
IN‼
OUT‼
Repeat as necessary
Tuesday, 2 September 2014
Phallic submarine prowl
Up Periscope?
Torpedoes AWAY‼‼
Down Periscope¡
Silent Running ¿ (often for some time)
Monday, 1 September 2014
School Life
Posted a piece about my family life and did my best to confine it within such. Here's I'll be describing my early life outside the home.
My father said I was 'perfectly normal' until the point where I immediately had difficulty getting along with other kids. Being born with (undiagnosed for decades) Asperger's, my yardmates quickly found it great fun by teasing me until I 'lose it' and then I got scapegoated for starting the trouble in the 1st place. Don't have much recall before kindergarten but do remember being unpopular and mainly only desired for comic effect or another kid to get their jollies from, vent their frustrations on (Psych problems begin early in dysfunctional families, more common than believed) or, usually both a the same time.
The teasing was relentless and even some teachers thought I was a born trouble-maker. In grade school, this was bad enough (know now that I had clinical depression by Grade 6) but when I was placed into an all-male Catholic school, I had no say in this matter, Mom thought it would be 'better for my sister & I'.
The very 1st week I was there, got raped by a couple of seniors in the change room, even though I still have the year book, I cannot recall the ones who did this to me, perhaps all for the better. The bullying escalated into a daily ordeal, usually with beatings a few time a week too. One rationale from one;
"You got me in detention yesterday (from getting caught bothering me),
and since that was YOUR fault, I'm entitled to to beat you up for that"
Other times I get 'ambushed' from behind walking to the bus, but after they gave a few hits, they then run away.
Had no peace in some classes either, people would walk by and smack me while the teacher wasn't looking and the other students would say I started it. Many of the brothers also got their kicks by constantly making me an example for the others, a few of them were later convicted with 'playing with the kiddies' at an orphanage on thhe other side of the country, won't go into details, but it was international news then. Can likely look that up.
When a new High School opened nearby, my sister and I both PLEADED to be enrolled there, she never told me what happened at her school, but (also) now realizing that she was an Aspie, likely as crappy as my experience. But the students there just resumed the teasing that happened while in Grade School. This came to a sudden stop when a guy was trying to erase my attendance on the sign-in sheet at the library and shoved him aside to rewrite, resulting in getting 2 punches to my face, breaking my glasses and having the stump from the arm cutting my forehead, requiring a couple sttiches. A couple of 'witnesses' provided testimony so ridiculous and was promptly dismissed and my assailant was suspended for a few days just before spring break. After this, looks like everybody 'grew up' and the teasing abruptly ceased. With the residual Psychology I've amassed, the damage has already been done.
As a result of this, I didn't get very good marks, which after my father read, he would bawl me out &/or beat me for them. During this time, my sister was having major health problems, and I was expected to keep quiet about this. My mother being an advanced alcoholic at this point didn't help things.
After finishing Grade 12, falling a credit short of Graduation, my father pushed me into college, did well on some courses (of which I took my marks back to High School and then got a Diploma a few years later) but having such a bad taste in my mouth from regular school, I gave up after only a year. That might have been a good thing, if I kept to my studies (Geology), I would have finished just in time for a Recession to hit, leaving little demand for my training for several years.
Kept this short and decided not to name people or events but left a 'clue' for a later atrocity.
Next, my pre-diagnosis Adult life.
Kozmo 1409011201
My father said I was 'perfectly normal' until the point where I immediately had difficulty getting along with other kids. Being born with (undiagnosed for decades) Asperger's, my yardmates quickly found it great fun by teasing me until I 'lose it' and then I got scapegoated for starting the trouble in the 1st place. Don't have much recall before kindergarten but do remember being unpopular and mainly only desired for comic effect or another kid to get their jollies from, vent their frustrations on (Psych problems begin early in dysfunctional families, more common than believed) or, usually both a the same time.
The teasing was relentless and even some teachers thought I was a born trouble-maker. In grade school, this was bad enough (know now that I had clinical depression by Grade 6) but when I was placed into an all-male Catholic school, I had no say in this matter, Mom thought it would be 'better for my sister & I'.
The very 1st week I was there, got raped by a couple of seniors in the change room, even though I still have the year book, I cannot recall the ones who did this to me, perhaps all for the better. The bullying escalated into a daily ordeal, usually with beatings a few time a week too. One rationale from one;
"You got me in detention yesterday (from getting caught bothering me),
and since that was YOUR fault, I'm entitled to to beat you up for that"
Other times I get 'ambushed' from behind walking to the bus, but after they gave a few hits, they then run away.
Had no peace in some classes either, people would walk by and smack me while the teacher wasn't looking and the other students would say I started it. Many of the brothers also got their kicks by constantly making me an example for the others, a few of them were later convicted with 'playing with the kiddies' at an orphanage on thhe other side of the country, won't go into details, but it was international news then. Can likely look that up.
When a new High School opened nearby, my sister and I both PLEADED to be enrolled there, she never told me what happened at her school, but (also) now realizing that she was an Aspie, likely as crappy as my experience. But the students there just resumed the teasing that happened while in Grade School. This came to a sudden stop when a guy was trying to erase my attendance on the sign-in sheet at the library and shoved him aside to rewrite, resulting in getting 2 punches to my face, breaking my glasses and having the stump from the arm cutting my forehead, requiring a couple sttiches. A couple of 'witnesses' provided testimony so ridiculous and was promptly dismissed and my assailant was suspended for a few days just before spring break. After this, looks like everybody 'grew up' and the teasing abruptly ceased. With the residual Psychology I've amassed, the damage has already been done.
As a result of this, I didn't get very good marks, which after my father read, he would bawl me out &/or beat me for them. During this time, my sister was having major health problems, and I was expected to keep quiet about this. My mother being an advanced alcoholic at this point didn't help things.
After finishing Grade 12, falling a credit short of Graduation, my father pushed me into college, did well on some courses (of which I took my marks back to High School and then got a Diploma a few years later) but having such a bad taste in my mouth from regular school, I gave up after only a year. That might have been a good thing, if I kept to my studies (Geology), I would have finished just in time for a Recession to hit, leaving little demand for my training for several years.
Kept this short and decided not to name people or events but left a 'clue' for a later atrocity.
Next, my pre-diagnosis Adult life.
Kozmo 1409011201
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