I picked up this book by my boyfriend Gordon yesterday and man, I'm here to tell you. If you're a younger brother and you feel like you're a loser and a big disappointment to your older brother, you need to read this book. Gordon's lil bro (whom I think was in the paper just the other day for going to jail...again) is quite a piece of work; the Babe Ruth of loser little brothers. Hey, maybe I haven't maxed out my potential, but at least I'm not stealing money from my sister-in-law's underwear drawer for smack. I didn't get into a great college, but I haven't cost my brother about $100,000 in failed rehab stints (including $28k for teeth replecement due to the horse.) As my brother jokes whenever we're out I've had the same dusty $20 bill attached to a rubberband I pretend to pull out whenever the check comes, but I didn't show up at our mother's hospital bed after her stroke and ask to borrow $300 from her, either. Man. Dude's beyond an amazing piece of work.
Of course, both his descent into despair and it's antithesis, Gordon's obsessive drive for perfection, success and discipline may bothe be attributed to their dad, who is the Babe Ruth TIMES Michael Jordan of his particular position. I've read about abusive fathers in bios and I've had friends whose dads were pricks, but they're all Opie Taylor compared to this guy. Unreal. My "favorite" being him coming home, mum's in bed (I can say mum cause Gordon and I are like brothers, we're so tight!) He decides to pour boiling hot milk all over her, then drag her downstairs , beating her to an almost unrecognizable pulp. When they finally tracked him down a few days later he says "hey, she asked for it." Unapologetic. Incredible. Following of course was the almost nightly phone calls to mum from him (now barred by a restraining order) "are you home? great, I'm coming over to finish you off."
So next time you see your pop, give him a hug. He can't be all that bad for fuck's sake. And Brothatime!, remember - it could be worse; I could be Ronnie Ramsay!!! ;)
2 comments:
it seems that love would flow freely and naturally from a man to his offspring.
Instead, the damaging cycle of abuse, rejection and shame continue to ravage the fragile souls! Is love too much to hope for? Like cutting off a plant from water, sunshine and fertilizer...the weeds grow up and choke off the plant and...the plant turns murderous and bites the hand that feeds it!!!!
sort of. not really. but it could happen. venous fly trap.
at least you can understand him. take the abuse with a grain of salt...Shut it DOWN!!
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