by Smiley McGrouchpants, Jr-Esq-III
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My high school -- Albany Academy, Class of 1990!
I'm not kidding.
I finished my requirements junior year, took acid at a Grateful Dead concert that summer, took 2 1/2 more years of English classes the next year, read Gothic fiction with Walpole and Charlotte Perkins Gilmans (actually!) for a semester at the Girls' Academy (A.A.G., as it was called -- not A.A., we weren't "Boys' Academy," we were "Albany Academy"[*]), wrote my essay on Clive Barker ... got into the University of Chicago, the place with the Gothic architecture and the gargoyles in the wainscoting ... was present for Ioan Couliano's assassination, on my 19th birthday, May 21 1991, by likely-Romanian party elements who had *warned* him they didn't like him! Read "Eros and Magic in the Renaissance," it's really good -- and about mind control of the masses! It's from 1986! It's probably why they killed him, not just being outspoken about his home country. Umberto Eco[**] doesn't know what happened -- *nobody* does[***]! Romanian is also the nationality of Elina Löwensohn, in my favorite movie, Hal Hartley's "Simple Men!" It's better than "Trust," and *much* better than "Amateur!" You should see it!
[*] It took YEARS to correct this -- but by the late '80s, early '90s, it was coming down the pike! - ed.
[**] https://www.nybooks.com/articles/1997/04/10/murder-in-chicago/
[***] But it's likely they didn't like him having "too much *freedom*!", ha ha. As a Romanian student who came later to the University of Chicago said -- he was an inspiration to *all* of them, Divinity School or not[****] -- it's "Old World stuff, just what you come to the New World to escape!" Sad.
[****] Or graduating, not -- Danielle Rue *sucks*. #stupiddyke
I couldn't *sleep* for years -- for being nice to gay people, when I was coming of age. People who were my *social inferiors*, and didn't do at *school* what I did. (B-'s all year from Joe Williams, without a single extension, 5 pages every week -- and three pages short of the 20 pages for the "War and Peace" paper, so apparently he agreed I had expressed a *thesis* and didn't need to waste any more time[*****]
[*****] Kathy Lancaster is a *stick-figure JOKE* who never accomplished *anything* -- she didn't know what the University of Chicago *was* when I was attending it, even though my stupid parents (they didn't wise her up -- they're too touchy worrying about their *own* feelings) took me to visit Cornell, Columbia. To say we see this coming is to put it stupidly -- we've seen this coming since 7th grade, let alone 9th! ("Welcome to Albany -- Where You Can Think What You Want, Even If It Isn't True!")
More here:
https://novacop923.wordpress.com/2021/08/19/mailed-it/
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