#execrable

[garthnightmare]

113- at a waterpark

Brian Turner was facing death. He was only eighteen, and ready for his execution. The place? Funtins Water Land, shining jewel of South Suffolk. The time? A little past three in the afternoon. The crime? Manifold, but his chief sentencer had been Serena McBride, her of the auburn hair and freckled face, wearer of *that* cream bikini.

As he grimly ascended the ladder to his demise, he pondered, as condemned men are wont to do, on the circumstances which had led to this state of affairs.

He had been tasked by his mother with escorting his younger brother Michael to Funtins- he ought, really, to have refused point-blank, but his mother had been raised by Battle-Axe Granny, a woman who had- it was said- reduced Margaret Thatcher to helpless tears during the conference in Brighton. The student had become the master- what could a man do against such power?

So they'd gotten the requisite bus, and wound up back in the garish environs of Funtins. Michael, predictably, had been overjoyed, outlining the slides he wanted to ride while bouncing happily in his seat, and in that way the young have of perfectly emualting the aged, Brian had looked on such youthful exuberance with outward disdain, and inward nostalgia.

Not so very long ago he would have been every bit as excited as his brother about this trip. At thirteen, he'd been clamouring to go as well. But back then, water parks were untainted. They were pure, and free.

Now, they were full of girls. Girls in too-tight costumes that revealed things Brian had only seen online. Girls who tittered and pointed and made themselves alluring by mistake. Wherever he looked lay a rise of naked back, an expanse of bare buttock or- most damning of all- callous tanned valleys of cleavage.

It was a minefield, wherever you looked. And Brian had all the grace and care of a tap-dancing rhinocerous, the last thing one wanted anywhere near a minefield.

The story had almost written itself. He'd been trying his best to keep his hormones in check, to actually enjoy the place like he'd used to, and for a while it had been working. He'd been enjoying himself quite innocently, and then…

Well, just as he and Michael had been playing the most foolish game, involving ducking each other under in the splash pool and hooting like deranged gibbons, she'd strolled up, and Seen.

Instantly, his exuberance had been drowned in the cold pool of shame. Serena was a perfect goddess, and he a wretched thing. All at once there seemed no point in living.

So he had elected to march to his doom, atop the tallest slide possible, and vanish into a cold, bright eternity.

He looked up, grimly, and continued to climb.

[garthnightmare]

65-left-handed

As a child, being left-handed was, I felt, one of the first signs I got that I wasn't made quite right.

When you're struggling to carve words into a beautiful piece of paper, and you struggle to even hold a pen properly in the first place, realising, thanks to the kid next to you constantly slamming their elbow into yours, that you're doing it wrong on a whole new level, really underscores the pointlessness of the whole situation.

There's a story I shall probably never write which sums up how I feel about myself succincitly. It goes like this; a society is comprised of sleek, shining mechanical units, robotic entities that are constructed to precise order, perfectly shaped to the task they must carry out.

Somehow, somewhere, a machine is produced with flaws.The damaged unit is pressed into service anyway. It struggles with the basic tasks and requires considerable support to complere its daily tasks. The argument of the story is that it would be better to dismantle the machine.

But now that I look at it, it's both inaccurate to my feelings and vaguely eugenics-y. It's often pointed out that people with disabilities gain insights useful to society; if nothing else, perhaps we're there to help them feel better about themselves.

But here I am saying "we"- there is no we. I am barely disabled- I am "abled but shit" rather than "actually reduced abilities." I can't write neatly and I never bothered to unlearn being a weirdo- that's it. In any given gathering there are people who either have more profound disability, or who had harder life experiences than I did. It's no contest.

[otatma]

today's addition to the block list: an individual I don't recognize who said only 'shut up' and then blocked me, ensuring that I would not be able to find any context for this.

well played, sir. I'm sure you won whatever you imagined that argument to be. dick.

[chrismbr]

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Violence is execrable, perhaps, moreover, honest, now do not resolve divisions – My Blog

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Violence is execrable, perhaps, moreover, honest, now do not resolve divisions – My Blog

Violence is execrable, perhaps, moreover, honest, now do not resolve divisions – My Blog

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Violence is execrable, perhaps, moreover, honest, now do not resolve divisions – My Blog

Violence is execrable, perhaps, moreover, honest, now do not resolve divisions – My Blog

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