The Reasons Why

By Timothy J.

I kinda figure that Mr. Palehorse got his education in how the "System," or even the old hippie term "The Establishment", works from his time in Nam.... Where he found out that not only were things different from what you have been told.... Usually they were the opposite of what you are told.

But like the song says, "How about Me?"

Yuk, that was a sappy song.........

In any case, I can't use the excuses He can ...... I was born this way.

I still remember my first day in school..... My mother took me to the school... back in those days you walked.... I think I lived three miles away..... Yeah, in the snow and sleet and all that shit.... It was not viewed as anything unusual. Of course, we didn't have any children that like the little black girl across the street...... She has wheels on her bookbag...... And the bus drops her within 25 yards of her house..... She is about 4'6" foot tall and weighs maybe 180 lb.

But I digress...back to the school....... first grade, day 1, I walk up the steps and the first thing I see is a Nun reading the riot act to some kid as she twisted his ear off the side of his head. I think hmmm....... Ok..... I go a little further down the hall and another Nun had some kid by the elbow beating him upside the head with a ruler..... I am having some misgivings about this..... another couple of feet down the hall.... another Nun has a hold of a kid by the hair of his head smacking him on the butt with a ruler.......THATS IT!

ABOUT FACE........ I AM OUTTA HERE!

What do I do....walk down the hall, and out the door.......... It's kind of amazing if you behave like you are doing what you are supposed to be doing....and I was... I was supposed to be someplace else! Nobody questions you. Anyhow.... I walk down the steps and right into my mother.... doing one of those arms folded toe tappin routines.... She says, "I figured you would do that!" Damn...... You can fool some of the people some of the time and None of the Moms None of the Time! That was Day 1....It didn't improve.

This was a Catholic School so I was introduced to authoritarianism at a very early age...... And I didn't like it! Most of the time I confronted it! When I didn't I escaped it!

Thinking they were punishing me.... The Nuns booted me out of class and out into the school yard... Yeah, in the snow and rain .....and all that shit....again..... But, when given a bushel basket of lemons..... Make lemonade. Boot me out into the school yard..... I jumped my little 20 inch bike and rode to the Boys Club and played air hockey or ping pong until a time which I jumped back on the bike and rode home. Since, I arrived home at about the usual time I wasn't found out.... Then, I pushed the issue...... Tried to get thrown out...... That worked for a while until I got so into a game I was playing that at 4 o'clock I hadn't arrived home..... So my mother called the school and found out I was sent home at 1 o'clock...... Oh we have trouble right here in River City.....

One of the things they usually do at Catholic School is Christmas time they sell wrapping paper..... I hated the entire idea of it..... What the heck is my cut of this sales venture? Absolutely Nothing! So, from my perspective...... Not a profitable endeavor.

Well, in order to work the Mind Control Game to its best effect...... We were to go to Mass and then the Priest would give us a Rah-Rah speech to hype us into selling more Christmas cards..... It worked! Little Sally Anne came up and grabbed two bags of Christmas wrappings to sell.... The priest said, "That's nice Sally...will anyone do better?" sure enough some little kid came up and grabbed three bags..... ""That's good Ralph, the Lord will bless you.... but, can anyone do better?" Well..it didn't take long before kids were dragging out five bags of Christmas wrappings.

Then came me.......
I grabbed one bag.... The Priest said, "You are ONLY going to take one bag? My answer, "Yes, father I talked with my mother and I am only taking one bag." He was livid....I mean .... Imagine the gall of this little kid...me.... The Priest said, "You will never amount to anything!" To which I answered, "And who are you to determine this father - God?" In 8th Grade... I got totally thrown out of class....sent to the first grade room - it was supposed to embarrass me.... Well,.. The little tackers thought I was some sort of hero which I ate up.... and I usually got into class minutes before the first grade teacher.... I put my transistor radio (Damn, I am still listening to a transistor radio) out on the window sill and snake the little ear plug in, then shut the window. As all the other kids were getting their dose of Propaganda (which is the main purpose of education) I was listening to Rock n Roll and reading Hot Rod magazine. I guess that is why the propaganda didn't work...... I wasn't exposed to it.

I was the same in High School, although that was a public High School. They passed around a paper to sign to check attendance at study halls....... I had a lot of study halls... I didn't sign a lot of papers. In fact, on Wednesday my school day ended at about 1 o'clock...... That was only because we had a good cafeteria..... I sometimes, dependent on the menu, was out of there by 12:15.

There was one Wednesday out of the month, I could be found at school. This was due to the fact that my Drafting Drawings were due. The teacher, a pretty good guy, took me aside one day and said, "You should really try to get your drawings in on time. You are doing "A" work but turning things in late.....you are never going to see it!'

Oh well...... I took a simple concept such as not listening and took it to an art form.

On that one Wednesday out of the month I did about twelve images...... three were usually late ....Which brought the grade down.

To bring this thing to a close........

During my entire childhood...... except, of course my learning experiences with teenage girls, I couldn't wait to grow up.......THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS SHIT!

Guess what?

I am all grown up.... and now I have uniformed mental deficient and worse yet a Monkey Man President telling me what to do........ Right!

We'll see how that works out!

They only have a forty-four year belief system to break down. As well as an education self taught concerning how America has been stolen from its citizens. It started under John Adams...... Jefferson put him on notice that if he did not retract the Alien and Sedition Acts.... (which were an early version of Patriot Acts 1 & 2 and the Intelligence Act). Jefferson and the signers of both the Declaration of Independence, would take his government apart! It was called the Kentucky Resolution... they don't teach that in history books..... In fact, they don't teach history. Then came (the anything but) Civil War, then the Spanish American (lets grab some more territory) War, then The War to End All Wars Stage One.... Wilson consolidated all American production under the federal government....... The War to End All Wars Stage II ..... Roosevelt declared the American public to be the enemy of the United States by his expansion of the "Trading with the Enemies Act."

And on and on and on it goes......... We were a nation founded upon the principals of the Roman Republic (not the Greek Democracy-ever in turmoil) and we will end the same way... an Empire..... Then a fallen Empire.

Unless enough people just say, "NO!"

Oh.... the last name is "Johnson," as in, "You can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay, or you can call me Ray-Jay, or you can call me Johnny - but you doesn't has to call me Johnson."