October 13, 2009
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October 4, 2009
Hello. My name is Dusty…
… and I’m the brother of an alcoholic. Yesterday was the annual Michigan / Michigan State game and my sister has people over every year to watch the game. This year was no different. Well, maybe it was a little different.
There was no Cynthia or Josh this year. He’s been under the weather and she wanted him to keep in the house, resting. So the girls and I went it solo. When we got there all was well and we started watching some football. Then my brother came over.
He was fine for all of about 15 minutes until he realized that there was open liquor in the house and it was flowing freely. Being the gentleman that he is, he goes to the car and grabs his half-empty bottle of whisky. No, that’s not a typo. There was a half-empty bottle of booze in the car.
So that’s strike one in my book. Strike two is the fact that it’s my mom’s car. He’s driving my mom’s car around intoxicated and with open containers of alcohol in the vehicle. Mom is one of those people affected by the economy and GM’s bankruptcy. Her pension and benefits have all been reduced and losing her vehicle would be an expense she couldn’t absorb.
So my brother sits down and proceeds to drink himself into a comfortably belligerent state. How do I know? Well, he’s sitting in front of his 21-month-old nieces (and two roomful's worth of strangers) and screams the f-bomb at the TV, not once but twice. After the second time I ask him to watch his mouth and he apologizes.
Despite the apology my fire’s been stoked and I’m not able to hold my tongue about him driving mom’s car around drunk.
“I’m only going a quarter mile down the road” is his defense.
I shake my head and continue watching the game. Apparently he knows my moods all too well and decides he better get going before I build up into round two. He heads out and I can’t help but be angry. I’m not just angry and him. I’m angry at my mom too.
Why does she keep letting him take her car? I can understand on the weekdays when he has to work, despite the fact that he has told her he has to work over and has gone to the bar. How do I know that? My mom has told me Damon has had to work over and my nephew has seen him at the bar. Nice, huh?
I don’t understand what part of him is missing that he doesn’t take into consideration his actions and their possible repercussions. I mean, if he gets the car impounded – they can’t afford to get it out. If he wrecks the car – they can’t afford to replace it. He can’t get to work. He loses his job. Hell, what if he kills someone or himself?
I’ve had people tell me that I have to just let it go. They say it’s not my problem. How can that be? It effects me. I can’t stand my mom being taken advantage of and I can’t stand the fact that she lets it happen. He treats her like crap, manipulates her, but she keeps allowing it. I understand a parents love, but what happened to tough love? What about love for yourself?
If she’d put her foot down and demand the respect, demand the consideration, he’d give it. He’s not alpha dog material. He’s a follower. He’ll give you as much hell as you’ll allow and no more. He doesn’t try pulling stuff over on me, because he knows I’ll call him on it. He wouldn’t half-ass jobs I’ve given him, but he’ll do it to her. She has 100% of the leverage and none of the control.
It drives me crazy because I can’t help but be protective of my mom. I can’t help but be angered when she is disrespected or mistreated. I can’t help but stand up for her. Honor thy parents, and all that. I can’t help but speak up because SHE WON’T!
And where does this leave me? Mostly heartbroken because I’ll never have a relationship with my brother like this. I can’t be a friend and the person who’s always busting his chops because no one else will stand up to him. So that’s the legacy that the alcohol and bad choices are bound to leave me. And it sucks beyond the telling of it.
I can only do so much. Unfortunately, it’s just never enough.
September 28, 2009
Barefoot: A Facebook Cautionary Tale
Today I started my morning on the computer just like any other. I got my work day situated, checked on email’s, responded to those that needed it, checked for voicemails and then checked in on my Facebook account. The last of these mundane details is where this next story comes in.
Waiting for me when I logged in was a friend request. I looked at the name and didn’t recognize it. I did notice we had mutual friends though and so I checked it out. It was someone I went to school with. I don’t remember ever talking to the guy, but it’s entirely possible that we said something in passing in the hall or something. A “how’s it going?” or “what’s up?”, but nothing more than that.
So I figure ‘what the hey’, he’s from my hometown. I did know OF him, I’ll approve him. Within a couple of minutes my chat window pops up and I have a conversation that I won’t soon forget. Here it is, in it’s entirety, for your viewing enjoyment.
9:24am - Larry - Hey Dusty
9:24am - Dusty - Hey Larry
9:25am - Larry - how are you doing
9:25am - Dusty - Pretty good. How about yourself?
9:25am - Larry - good here too just getting around slowly
9:26am - Dusty - Well, it's still early-ish.
9:26am - Larry - i am not a morning person LOL
9:26am - Dusty - I'd rather not be but the boss man and kids insist.
9:27am - Larry - tell the kids to go to there room LOL
9:27am - Dusty - They just left there, so I'm going to venture into the "not gonna happen" territory. They're a little too young to follow direction terribly well.
9:27am - Larry - i understand i was just joking
9:28am - Dusty - Yeah, I figured.
9:28am - Larry - do you remember me from school
9:29am - Dusty - I had to check out your facebook profile, but yeah.. after I did that.
9:29am - Larry - i was the only one in a wheelchair so kind of unforgettable LOL
9:29am - Dusty - It DID help, I'll admit that.
9:29am - Larry - LOL
hope i never ran you over
9:30am - Dusty - No. I was never ran over. Even if I were, I'm pretty sure the statute of limitations has passed.
9:31am - Larry - LOL i hope so
your funny
9:32am - Dusty - You don't win "Nicest Guy" in Who's Who at Genesee for being slow on the draw.
9:32am - Larry - thats true
9:33am - Dusty - I sent you a mafia wars request, since I saw you play that.
9:33am - Larry - cool i will accept it i haven't got it yet
9:33am - Dusty - Seems to take it's sweet time sometimes.
9:34am - Larry - yeah
you were a pretty cool guy in school i am sure you still are
9:35am - Dusty - I don't know how far I'll entertain that idea, but I didn't have any problems with anyone. I got along with everyone and everyone got along with me.
9:35am - Larry - same here
do you still live in genesee
9:36am - Dusty - No. Still in Michigan though. Moved out to Linden.
9:37am - Larry - cool i moved to clio
i baught a house for 12,000 dollars
9:37am - Dusty - Wow. You either got a hell of a deal or a fixer-upper.
9:38am - Larry - a bit of both
9:39am - Dusty - Well, that's awesome. It won't be hard to snap a profit there when you decide it's time to move on.
9:39am - Larry - i know and i live on a main street too
9:40am - Larry - i would ask you something but i don't want to scare you off right away
9:40am - Dusty - Well, I'd rather be scared off right away than later.
9:41am - Larry - are you barefoot?
9:42am - Dusty - Okay, so that's a strange question after all. So what's the deal with that? You take random samplings or something?
9:42am - Larry - no i have always liked mens feet because i can't feel mine
9:43am - Dusty - I'm sure there is some logic to that, but I can't wrap my head around it. I'm going to pass on that question due to my lack of understanding relevance, harmless though it may be.
9:44am - Larry - cool i guess
you weren't one to understand much anyways
9:45am - Dusty - Yeah? -shrugs- Well for some things I'm fine with that label.
9:46am - Larry - bye jerk
9:46am - Dusty - God bless you, Larry.
9:46am - Larry - wish i could say the same for you but i just can't
9:46am - Dusty - No worries. I've been blessed.
9:47am - Larry - you wish
9:47am - Dusty - I don't have to wish. I can hear children playing. I already know.
9:48am - Larry - hope you find someone able bodied to talk to
9:49am - Dusty - I have friends with handicaps as well, that doesn't mean I discuss with them my body parts that they can't feel.
9:51am - Larry - seems like you would be more understanding since i have known you for so long
9:52am - Dusty - This is the first time we've probably ever spoke for more than 5 minutes. Secondly, It's the first time I've spoke with you in 10+ years. Finally, I'm not comfortable with that question. If you respect that, fine. If you don't, you're entitled to your opinion that I'm a jerk.
9:54am - Larry - i have always tried to be friends to everyone
9:56am - Dusty - If me sharing information with you that makes me uncomfortable, for any reason, is a condition of your friendship, then I'm not interested in it.
9:56am - Larry - you sound so stuck up it isn't even funny
if you ever become disabled i will laugh at you
9:58am - Dusty - Well then stop wasting your time, man. If I ever become disabled, I'll hope I'm a good deal more compassionate and understanding than you. Because you on the other hand sound bitter.
9:59am - Larry - i am far from bitter i just hate stuck up snobs like you
9:59am - Dusty - What's stuck up about not wanting to talk about my feet?
10:00am - Larry - you just are
i think i remember you being a geek in school so that may be why your bitter
10:01am - Dusty - I thought you remembered me being cool? You forgetting who is who?
10:02am - Larry - no you were a geek sorry i mispoke
10:02am - Dusty - I'm about 10 years beyond caring about labels. I could have been a geek, I could have been cool. It's irrelevant now.
10:03am - Larry - i am sure it is stuck up
10:04am - Dusty - More labels. -shrugs- I am what I am.
10:04am - Larry - sad but true
10:05am - Dusty - You must be bored, huh? You didn't get the conversation you wanted from me and you just want to try and beat me down a little bit before the next Genesee alum hops on that you can talk manicures with? Or is it pedicures. I have no idea.
10:06am - Larry - whatever you say stuck up geek
10:07am - Dusty - Take it easy, Larry. I still wish you much happiness. And healing. I think we need a little healing over here. Don't let the anger consume you, man.
10:08am - Larry - i am totally fine i just don't like people like you
10:09am - Dusty - I assume you mean stuck up jerks?
10:09am - Larry - yes exactly
10:09am - Dusty - uh huh. Well, take care. I'll save you the experience of my company.
10:11am - Larry - we can talk when you become disabled LOL
10:17am - Dusty - I'll look forward to it?
10:17am - Larry - i took you off my buddy list since i offend you so bad
10:18am - Dusty - You were offended, Larry. I was amused.
10:18am - Larry - how were you amused
10:19am - Dusty - I'm amused that you got so judgmental over my unwillingness to share information with you.
10:20am - Larry - i just think it is so rude because everyone expects me to be so open about my handicap and when i ask one simple question you clam up
10:21am - Dusty - I don't expect you to talk about your handicap at all. I never once asked you about it. If I had, then I could see your point.
10:21am - Larry - i am sure you have asked me questions in the past
10:23am - Dusty - I already told you. IF we talked at all at school, it was nothing more than passing in the hallway.
10:24am - Larry - if i can remember correctly we had art classes together
and we talked then
and mr st aubins class together
and we talked then
maybe even choir
10:25am - Dusty - I took one art class and I remember clearly the people I sat around the tables with. And as for Mr. St. Aubin's class. I had him once. In Biology. You weren't in my class. And I never took choir. You obviously have me mistaken for someone else who obviously upset you.
10:25am - Larry - not at all
10:26am - Dusty - Well, you're memory is definitely not serving you now because I don't fit into any of those scenarios you've just listed.
10:27am - Larry - or you just don't want to admit to it
10:28am - Dusty - One of us is very clearly in denial.
10:29am - Larry - not me
it must be the other person
10:31am - Dusty - Are you offended because I never asked about your handicap, is that why you're upset?
10:31am - Larry - no i just think your a jerk
10:32am - Dusty - Do you think you're entitled to know what I'm wearing?
10:32am - Larry - i didn't ask for your whole atire
10:33am - Dusty - Sorry. Do you think you're entitled to know if I'm wearing shoes, socks or not?
10:34am - Larry - it would have been nice till you got all stuck up and snobbish on me
10:35am - Dusty - Just as I never asked you about your handicap because I don't see the relevance. I didn't answer your question about my footwear.
10:36am - Larry - whatever you say stuck up
10:38am - Dusty - But seriously, this has gone on way too long. I'm sorry people want you to be an open book in regards to your handicap and then clam up on you but I wasn't one of those people. I don't care that you're handicapped. You were just a dude I went to school with. If your life is more comfortable living with the labels you give people, then suit yourself but there is a far better way.
10:39am - Larry - hope you find someone able bodied that you feel comfortable talking to
10:40am - Dusty - I'm perfectly comfortable talking to you. I'm sorry you are only comfortable talking to people who are willing to discuss their feet with you.
10:41am - Larry - you don't seem to comfortable because you have been lecturing me for a half hour now
10:42am - Dusty - I've been defending against your name calling and accusations.
10:42am - Larry - poor baby getting beat up by a handicap guy
10:43am - Dusty - Oh man. Thanks for the laughs, Larry.
10:43am - Larry - anytime
10:45am - Larry – jerk
It almost sounds too ridiculous to be true, doesn’t it? I can assure you that I don’t have the time or inclination to make this stuff up on my own. Just to be sure though, I did save a piece of photo evidence of this conversation.
[ screenshot removed at the request of Larry, who apologized for his part in this exchange. ]
So there you have it. For what it’s worth. I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I found it bizarre. Strange things happen on that danged ‘ol internet, man. Beware those barefoot inquiries.