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Tom Petty was Bullied in High School, they called him dirty Hippie
Tom Petty was Bullied in High School, they called him dirty Hippie




My Wife tells me that I am repetitious, guess what, I totally agree with her. While studying Drama, I learned that repetition was the only way to learn your Lines. Playing Basketball I also learned that taking a corner shot was perfected through repetition of the same set( the way you position your body) and Arm release. Later on in Life I further learned that repetition of Daily Activities allowed you to perform them effortlessly when you grow old and Diseases like Dementia sets in. With that said I can continue with this Blog which has nothing to do with one or the other. Except that Bullying is a Repetitious Behavior of taking advantage of someone weaker than yourself.

Wheather it’s Psychological or Physical, it’s still abuse. What activated this Train of thought, was reading about some Women Executives who lost their Jobs because they reported Sexual Harassment bestowed on them in the Workplace. The So-called Men who Terminated or facilitated their Departure from the Organization, are nothing short of Bullies themselves, or sympathizers. The ones who actually performed the dirty Deed of making the Women uncomfortable with their Lascivious Behavior are nothing but little Chicken- Shit Boys with out of control Testosterones. Here we are back to the Motivation for this Blog, Bullying. When a Child shows Characterics of being a Bully, it is for you the Parents to cure them of the Trait.

If you don’t they grow up to be Thorny Bushes( as a Twig is bent so shall it grows) Words of Wisdom. Two instances that I recalled that were handled differently. Sitting at the Kitchen Table having a Conversation with one of my Childhood Friend. Her young Son who was about six years old kept interrupting, as a result of her ignoring him. He mustered up all the strength his little hand could find, and he rung her Bell. He slapped her so hard her Face immediately turned red. She went off the deep end on him, She slapped his Face repeatedly,I did or said nothing to his defense, sometimes that’s what it takes to cure a future woman Beater. His Dad was an a Abusive Man, I don’t know if the Child was mimicking his Father.

The second occurrence, the settings could be a duplicate. The young son of eight years old said Mommy you are a Bitch, she asked him why do you say that, he replied Daddy says you are. Did I mention Psychological abuse. Those are two Bullies in the make. Women abusers are one and the same period. If you don’t deal with this Syndrome of attacking belittling and downright Physical abuse of others. You leave it up to People like me to Manner-up your little Indiscretions. Bullies thought me to be a Punishing Street Fighter. At Eleven years old my Mother sent us to School Dressed better than the Teachers. Our Clothes were Pristine, Shoes polished like a Marine.

In the Neighborhood there were Three older Brothers, I will never forget thei’r Names, The Higgins. Taking a Bus would take Three times longer than walking through a field One and a Half Mile wide. These Three Hooligans thought it was their Job to send us to School and Home Battered Bruised and dirty every single solitary Day. They never took a Vacation from jumping us. After a while I got sick of being Pounced on by Boys bigger and older than I was. My Brother and I developed fighting Techniques to offset the Three against Two unfairness. One of my Techniques were, giving my Brother my Books to put in his Backpack. I would then load Rocks in mine, the first one who came within striking distance went down hard, sometimes he didn’t get up, while his other two Brothers render First Aid, we went on our merry way not even looking back.

That’s how you break them from the Habit of abusing People. Another prompting for this Blog is, its Saturday Night the Place is just about under Lockdown. The Health Professionals say to avoid People. What else do I have to do but sit here, Write Blogs,drink a couple of Beers and Reminisce. At Fourteen I was an Accomplished Street Fighter able to beat Thirty years old Men. In Junior High I was tested by another Bully older than I. This was an up and coming Thug, his Two older Brothers were Gunmen who had Killed before. This Boy singled me out to beat my Brains out. The first five Minutes of the Fight, he punished me with his Elbows Knees and Head-butts. Just about to cry No Mas, I found a Two by Four piece of Wood. I beat that Boy within inches of Death.

His Brothers who were looking for me were Executed Gang Style. I went to thei’r Funeral. If ever I had any Inclination of being Bad, I was looking at the Outcomes laying in thei’r Caskets. Bullies weren’t finished with me yet. Two Boys who became friends with me invited me to thei’r Home for Dinner, one was my Age the other Two years older. Both were Molested by thei’r older Brother, a Teacher. Sitting at the Dinner Table waiting for the Food, the Teacher led us into a Conversation about Sex. I became uncomfortable, stood up and started to leave. Teachie as he was called Pounced on me grabbing a Handful of my Testicles. He squeezed them so hard to put me in submission, I fought Tears. I blocked the pain by going into a Shaolin Meditation. With my Eyes closed I Visualized his Face in my Mind, I came up with a Knuckle Punch and nailed him in the right Eye, it immediately filled up with Blood. He released my Testicles as if they Burned his Hands.

How is that for Bullying, a grown Man bullying a Fourteen years old Kid into sex, a Rapist if you ask me. If you don’t cure Bullying, they grow up and think that they can do whatever they want to do. Look at Mike Epstein, Bill Cosby, Aaron Hernandez, O.J. Simpson. Parting Words for Bullies ” You are Fired”

P.S. Writing for me is Therapeutic. It’s like laying on someone’s Couch and Baring your Soul for a Hundred and Twenty five Dollars an Hour.

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