tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post1999899704276973020..comments2024-03-28T09:36:26.446-04:00Comments on I Should Be Laughing: I Should Be Laughing: Harry and The CafeteriaBobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15302478126147924237noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-3038729566886752742012-03-11T12:40:55.051-04:002012-03-11T12:40:55.051-04:00Miss Ginger Grant, it's amazing how people who...Miss Ginger Grant, it's amazing how people who made your life a living hell want to be friends after the fact and more importantly that they don't remember everything that they did. <br /><br />This pulled me right back to my miserable little high school in Cornfield Central.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15891271065457242707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-47102762715222324562012-03-11T09:16:20.332-04:002012-03-11T09:16:20.332-04:00And the "grown-ups" are still at it, sti...And the "grown-ups" are still at it, still tormenting us at every opportunity, but instead of just calling names, they use words like unnatural, abomination, disgusting, sinful, corrupting children, objective disorder.<br /><br />No matter how "married" we may be; no matter how "respectable" our lives are, no matter how we try to conform, we will never (in our life time) be sitting at the cafeteria table without having to look over our shoulders. <br /><br />Homosex and our refusal to hide in closets are radical, political statements. That is why, although I support marriage equality as a civil institution, I am not convinced of its relevance to our forming loving, intimate and often unique relationships.<br /><br />Forget Kyle and his friends. Except to expose their hate and hypocrisy in vignettes such as this one.Frankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04058312079036935995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-2707418824550453622012-03-11T07:44:57.712-04:002012-03-11T07:44:57.712-04:00The Memories vividly return when reading this.
Fu...The Memories vividly return when reading this. <br />Funny how years later Kyle phoned me out of the blue and invited me to join his circle jerk group!... Fucking Wanker!Princesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11021504621181130629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-33212229169930208952012-03-10T15:38:01.574-05:002012-03-10T15:38:01.574-05:00Boy, does that story bring back some sad, ugly mem...Boy, does that story bring back some sad, ugly memories. Wanna know what's funny? Now Kyle Greggs wants to be my friends on Facebook.... wants me to come to the class reunion he's planning..... wants me to come hear him preach the gospel in the church where he is now pastor. It's like he doesn't even remember any of that shit.<br /><br />I sure do!Miss Ginger Granthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03494225040016735718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-73165383965526691622012-03-10T14:12:33.606-05:002012-03-10T14:12:33.606-05:00I had a similar experience when I was in junior hi...I had a similar experience when I was in junior high. I got even a few weeks later when one of my tormenters tried to eat Kool Aid. As he lowered his face toward the mini-mountain of cherry powder, P slapped his hand up. Poof! He never bothered me again after getting his eyes stung.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-43900972127190254092012-03-10T12:52:56.201-05:002012-03-10T12:52:56.201-05:00I had a very similar experience to Harry. I don...I had a very similar experience to Harry. I don't remember any gay slurs but from 1st grade on I was bullied because I wore glasses, because I was short, because I did't like or do well at "their" sports and one day in HS because I was reading - Steven King. My book was taken, I was teased (that's what we called it back then) and I yelled back - THOSE OF US WHO CAN READ!" <br /><br />You might think I was brave but I wasn't. I was tired of being teased and I knew there were teachers around. I grabbed my booked and stayed home sick the next day (Friday). Come Monday he would have forgotten but I still laid low and sat at a table, with people but not talking with them, reading my book.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19466193.post-89202060570929050682012-03-10T12:49:15.455-05:002012-03-10T12:49:15.455-05:00Great start.Great start.Cubbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15419686621818785014noreply@blogger.com