I think I have already shared my story about Geno, my bully turned protector. I lived a very narrow edge of being the "parson's son" (not really a parson, but a similar position) super achiever in youth groups and my other side, a closeted and very active gay. I did manage to change some minds when I came upon situations where others were being "gay'ed". Only once did a victim realize that I was one too. Just about blew my cover! I didn't use my fist, my weapon was words. Damn, could I slice and dice.
Makes me think of the movie “My Bodyguard” which I loved as a kid. Was your grandmother Ruth Gordon and did you live in a hotel, Fred? If so, give Adam Baldwin and Matt Dillon my regards. :-)
Thanks, D.C. Same. I left a few of them with some too. Might not be nice, but I don’t regret serving them doses of their own medicine. Most of them were quiet as a mouse afterward. I only know of one of two who kept being bullies after I opened a can of Whoop-Ass on them. While I don’t condone violence, when used in controlled instances, it can be very effective. Sorry…that I’m not sorry. lol
I corrected their misunderstandings or ignorance about sex. I wrote erotica for them. I shocked them by asking them to show me their cocks and I would wank - none of them any did but my intent was to embarrass and challenge them. Homophobia could be used as a double edged sword against their own self doubts.
I have a friend who'd compliment you with, "He owned it, worked it, turned their shit around, and beat them over the head with it." Failing to be impressed or intimidated can be an effective weapon, I've found.
Dunno if you had or played a game called “oops upside your head” as a kid, but it wasn’t a game I ever lost. It was also a game I didn’t play unless absolutely necessary. Poor dummies….I’m sure I left more than a few of their brain eggs scrambled. Oh well. :-)
I was shit scared of trying these psychological tactics or trying to satisfy them with information and porn. But I was 14; I had been scared of other boys on a daily basis with already 7 years of daily phyical hurts and insults. Maybe, I thought that I had nothing to lose by trying a rational approach and psychological "judo throws". [big grin] It worked and I was never physically bullied again. My attempts at porn were discovered/uncovered by our PE teacher. He wasn't familair with my handwriting but he did accuse me based on what other boys said. He was young, handsome and I sussed him out as possibly a closeted gay (not that term was known to me then). I freely confessed that I was the pornographer, excplained that I had been bullied every day for 7 years for being queer, an atypical boy, a physically weedy intellectual swot. He gave me a thoughtful look and said that my strategy had worked. He told me to stop writing porn and that one day people will be more accepting of queer people. I said that I wanted to hug and kiss him and he said that he didn't think that would be wise. I have the advantage of being intuitive - maybe psychic.
Funny…I had a similar PE teacher. He seemed to love and hate me. Just when I thought he was on the bullies side, he was whispering in my ear how to end a fight faster. When I asked my dad if I was getting good advice, he laughed. “Oh yeah. He knows how to fight. Don’t do it too often, but that will make them leave you alone.” The trip? Punching them in the kidney. Not nice, but it did get most to avoid me like the plague. Which is all I ever wanted. The side effect is most decided to stop being bullies. At least to those I knew and liked. :-)
I think I have already shared my story about Geno, my bully turned protector. I lived a very narrow edge of being the "parson's son" (not really a parson, but a similar position) super achiever in youth groups and my other side, a closeted and very active gay. I did manage to change some minds when I came upon situations where others were being "gay'ed". Only once did a victim realize that I was one too. Just about blew my cover! I didn't use my fist, my weapon was words. Damn, could I slice and dice.
Makes me think of the movie “My Bodyguard” which I loved as a kid. Was your grandmother Ruth Gordon and did you live in a hotel, Fred? If so, give Adam Baldwin and Matt Dillon my regards. :-)
Poignant, honest and very relatable piece. It resonated with me completely. School bullies left me with scars that still remain to this day.
Thanks, D.C. Same. I left a few of them with some too. Might not be nice, but I don’t regret serving them doses of their own medicine. Most of them were quiet as a mouse afterward. I only know of one of two who kept being bullies after I opened a can of Whoop-Ass on them. While I don’t condone violence, when used in controlled instances, it can be very effective. Sorry…that I’m not sorry. lol
I corrected their misunderstandings or ignorance about sex. I wrote erotica for them. I shocked them by asking them to show me their cocks and I would wank - none of them any did but my intent was to embarrass and challenge them. Homophobia could be used as a double edged sword against their own self doubts.
I have a friend who'd compliment you with, "He owned it, worked it, turned their shit around, and beat them over the head with it." Failing to be impressed or intimidated can be an effective weapon, I've found.
Dunno if you had or played a game called “oops upside your head” as a kid, but it wasn’t a game I ever lost. It was also a game I didn’t play unless absolutely necessary. Poor dummies….I’m sure I left more than a few of their brain eggs scrambled. Oh well. :-)
I was shit scared of trying these psychological tactics or trying to satisfy them with information and porn. But I was 14; I had been scared of other boys on a daily basis with already 7 years of daily phyical hurts and insults. Maybe, I thought that I had nothing to lose by trying a rational approach and psychological "judo throws". [big grin] It worked and I was never physically bullied again. My attempts at porn were discovered/uncovered by our PE teacher. He wasn't familair with my handwriting but he did accuse me based on what other boys said. He was young, handsome and I sussed him out as possibly a closeted gay (not that term was known to me then). I freely confessed that I was the pornographer, excplained that I had been bullied every day for 7 years for being queer, an atypical boy, a physically weedy intellectual swot. He gave me a thoughtful look and said that my strategy had worked. He told me to stop writing porn and that one day people will be more accepting of queer people. I said that I wanted to hug and kiss him and he said that he didn't think that would be wise. I have the advantage of being intuitive - maybe psychic.
Funny…I had a similar PE teacher. He seemed to love and hate me. Just when I thought he was on the bullies side, he was whispering in my ear how to end a fight faster. When I asked my dad if I was getting good advice, he laughed. “Oh yeah. He knows how to fight. Don’t do it too often, but that will make them leave you alone.” The trip? Punching them in the kidney. Not nice, but it did get most to avoid me like the plague. Which is all I ever wanted. The side effect is most decided to stop being bullies. At least to those I knew and liked. :-)