Ha, it's that time of the month.
The government sends me a check, and in no small way the cosmos enables my trivial pursuits.
I sat in a dark room this morning and tried to send you a telepathic message.
Then I climbed up on the roof and did some bird watching.
My mind drifted back to a girl I used to know.
When I was a junior in highschool I wrote for the school paper, the most conspicuously radical person on the staff was a senior named Naomi Mudge. Yeah, I'm mentioning her by name, she's a heavyhitter in the environmentalist scene down in Tucson now. But way back in the day, she was driven from our highschool by a bunch of mean, petty, narrow-minded loudmouths who belittled her because of her liberal political views. She literally fled class in tears. And not one person stood by her or stood up for her in her stead. Our insructor was pissed, not at Naomi, but at us, her erstwhile colleagues and fairweather confidants.
I remember feeling a vague sense of disappointment, in myself moreso than in my classmates.
The only real thing I had in common with Naomi was that I thought highschool was complete bullshit and most of the other kids were assholes. I wasn't actually cool enough to hang out with her or associate with her social circle. Intellectually, she was 1000 light years ahead of me.
We were also members of our highschool's first Academic Decathlon team together, so I would get a daily double dose of her strangely charged political ramblings. Much of what she said was eerily prescient, I mean, we pretty much grew up on Reagan. No one I knew used the phrase 'New World Order' in their lexicon, and yet the warning always seemed to be on the tip of Naomi's tongue.
Back then, teens used to worry about WW III. What do they worry about now?
Some things about this site remind me of Naomi, as well as the misfortune that befell her. Naomi was fiercly pro-feminist and she would have balked at the concept of SG when she was a highschooler, I can't imagine her being a member. But people change in unexpected ways. So who knows.
Naomi, I don't know what good this does now (basically none). I'm sorry I didn't defend you. Maybe one friend to turn to wouldn't have made any difference at all.
But I would have punched out any motherfucker who hurt you.
The government sends me a check, and in no small way the cosmos enables my trivial pursuits.
I sat in a dark room this morning and tried to send you a telepathic message.
Then I climbed up on the roof and did some bird watching.
My mind drifted back to a girl I used to know.
When I was a junior in highschool I wrote for the school paper, the most conspicuously radical person on the staff was a senior named Naomi Mudge. Yeah, I'm mentioning her by name, she's a heavyhitter in the environmentalist scene down in Tucson now. But way back in the day, she was driven from our highschool by a bunch of mean, petty, narrow-minded loudmouths who belittled her because of her liberal political views. She literally fled class in tears. And not one person stood by her or stood up for her in her stead. Our insructor was pissed, not at Naomi, but at us, her erstwhile colleagues and fairweather confidants.
I remember feeling a vague sense of disappointment, in myself moreso than in my classmates.
The only real thing I had in common with Naomi was that I thought highschool was complete bullshit and most of the other kids were assholes. I wasn't actually cool enough to hang out with her or associate with her social circle. Intellectually, she was 1000 light years ahead of me.
We were also members of our highschool's first Academic Decathlon team together, so I would get a daily double dose of her strangely charged political ramblings. Much of what she said was eerily prescient, I mean, we pretty much grew up on Reagan. No one I knew used the phrase 'New World Order' in their lexicon, and yet the warning always seemed to be on the tip of Naomi's tongue.
Back then, teens used to worry about WW III. What do they worry about now?
Some things about this site remind me of Naomi, as well as the misfortune that befell her. Naomi was fiercly pro-feminist and she would have balked at the concept of SG when she was a highschooler, I can't imagine her being a member. But people change in unexpected ways. So who knows.
Naomi, I don't know what good this does now (basically none). I'm sorry I didn't defend you. Maybe one friend to turn to wouldn't have made any difference at all.
But I would have punched out any motherfucker who hurt you.
Poignant.