From my alma mater
I feel for you. My high school named 2 additional abusers - both of them dead. One of them came on to me, so it was good to see his name there. No living people were named, not even the choir director whoâd been outed already by the church where he was also preying on young people.
I watched Looking For Alaska on Hulu, based on my school. The character of The Eagle is based on one of the listed men. And John Green would have definitely been his type - smart, away from home, naive, a little bad - yeah, he would have gone for him. The whole time I can see how the plot hinges on how the teacher manipulates the students for his own ends, and how the students take on all the pain on themselves. But John Green probably had too much affection for Mr. L to recognize that heâd been groomed all along. The Eagle presented as a farce - except a girl dies, you know, because of the inappropriate actions of the teacher. The story is based on a situation that actually happened when John Green was a student; I donât know how much Mr. L would have really been an influence.
This person from my former department t named in the article never came on to me, but the abuses are way worse than anything in the article. Or that has been made public, yet.
It seems like we are making progress with me too but really the men in power seem to stay in power regardless of their crimes.
Shameless ruling class spin machine deployed:
Her post was full of B+S.
She was just setting up the punchline.
Today I watched Tell Me Who I Am? on Netflix.
Itâs an incredible story.
Twin brothers of an aristocratic British family - at 18 one of them is in a motorcycle accident and completely loses his memoryâŚexcept he knows his brother. He doesnât even recognize his mother and father. Just the twin.
His brother helps him to re-learn everything about the world. His lessons quickly become little white lies and then quickly bigger lies. Mostly by omission, because the trusting memory-loss twin doesnât ask questions or have the background to know when some little detail is amiss.
A then when the father dies, the twin with the memories canât forgive the mean asshole. And when the mom dies, he feels nothing but the twin with the memory problems is so sad.
As they clean the house, they discover a photo of the two boys naked, about age 10, with the heads in the photo torn off. And suddenly the memory loss twin wonders, âwere we molested?â
He asks and the brother says yes, but gives him no more details.
They confront the abuse on camera, now, at age 54.
And you see what a gift the brother gave him, to not really remember, not really have experienced what he did, and even in his telling not to say it in a way that is specific.
It is an incredible film about memory, abuse, families, truth.
For me, personally, it raised a lot of issues and helped me to have some clarity around things I am coping with in my own life.
Iâm finally getting into Mr. Robot, despite, rather than because of, the criticâs reviews. Itâs really, really good.
Class solidarity in action:
I figured that when it was announced that he would retire from public life, that he wouldnât get back out there and spew the kind of bullshit that makes things worse. Ah well, I guess being royal doesnât make one smart.
Not too shocking.
parents can move into their kids dorm rooms?
Only for a little whileâŚ