Samuelx
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Tuesday, February 5, 1985. - Sunday, February 5, 2006 - 21 Years !!!
That's the day I was born. A Black male born in the city of Cap Haitien, Haiti. Born to an engineer father and a mother who worked as a teacher. Destined for hardship, struggle and maybe, just maybe, success and happiness, someday. My 21st birthday is coming up this Sunday and I am looking at it with mixed feelings. I feel weird.
I've completed a 400-plus page manuscript of Bisexual Erotica. I am still looking for a publishing house.
I am in my third year of college, after spending, no, wasting two years studying Computer Science ( something I hated but was pressured into by my idiotic family members). I finally switched majors. I'm taking Criminal Justice now. I will be done with it in a few months. Then, I will go for my
Bachelors's at one of the better state schools in Massachusetts.
I have loved two people outside my family in my entire life ( so far). One girl and one guy. Wendy P. and Marlon D. Both of them ended up breaking my heart. It's a wonder I didn't become a woman-hating bisexual with anger issues, like a certain character I read about in a popular novel.
I came to America in 1999. Somehow, my life got messed up by my dad, my mom, my aunts and uncles, and I wound up living in the US without my legal papers even though I came here legally with a Visa from the islands. For years, I went to school here. I went through high school here. I'm in college now. I'm a brilliant guy but things keep getting in my
way. I dont have my legal papers. In high school, I was smart and could have won a scholarship but couldn't take it since I dont have a social security number. I also don't have a US Residency card. Ain't life grand ? Whose fault is this ? My family who have been wrecking my future since I was 14 years old. Yeah, they're all bad people. Like my sociopathic little sister. Like my absentee father. Or my manipulative mother. My aunt is also a master-manipulator and I only realize this now, how pathetic of me. Maybe it's because of them that I can never trust another woman/man ever again. People always do two things in my life. They abandon me or they betray me. ALWAYS.
The family hired a lawyer. For years, the case kept getting shuffled back and forth. Wow ! I know of people from Haiti who have been in America for only six months yet they already have their US residency cards and
social security numbers.
I dont know. Sometimes, I feel a lot of anger for the people around me.
I've got a big IQ yet so many factors work against me. Like those closest to me. I can't get a job. Why ? Is it because I have a criminal record ? No sir ! I don't have a criminal record. I've never done any crimes. I've never even been stopped by the police. I simply have NO record at all. Officially, I don't exist. No fingerprints. No ID. No social security number. I'm the Invisible Man.
When I see people who were born with this advantage that I lack ( ID, social security number, ect), and yet they mess up their lives by doing drugs, getting arrested or whatever, I feel angry. Because I'm smart enough NOT to do these things. I'm smart enough to write a 400-page Anthology of erotic fiction in a couple of months. I'm smart enough to help hundreds of Male Victims of Domestic Violence by volunteering my own time and energy in a dedicated effort to help them. I've also volunteered to help the GLBT community.
I could have made a heck of an athlete. I'm 6'2 and I weigh 250 pounds. I can lift almost twice my weight on a good day. I like football but I LOVE wrestling. I can walk for miles and miles without stopping or getting tired whether it rains, snows or there's a heat wave on. I don't mean to sound like an egomaniac here but in a wrestling contest between me and most large men/women on this planet, bet on ME. I don't quit. Ever. Grim determination keeps me going. Not my strength, size, height or whatever. It always comes down to what's in you. I've got plenty of me. I couldn't be an athlete in high school because without legal papers, I couldn't afford to call attention to myself.
In spite of all that I've suffered, I still like helping people. Yesterday, I helped a wheelchair-bound gentleman find the Student Center at school.
Before that, I gave money to a poor student who desperately needed something to eat. Currently, I've got $ 20 in my pocket. I need $ 1 to take the bus home. It's raining like Hell. The cafeteria is closed. As are all the campus stores. No way to make change. Looks like I'm walking.
The bus does NOT make change for patrons.
I've received two letters from potential publishers of my work. They like the stuff. But it has to be formatted to their specifications. Publishers are more fussy and more fickle than pigeons if you ask me. Yet I'm going to spend the next few days re-formatting the work before re-sending it to them. I really, really want to publish my anthology. Why ? I don't know. I'm a young man who likes living but...I don't feel like i have much left in me. The 400-page anthology of bisexual short fiction that I wrote is VERY important to me. I'd like to see it published. I don't really care about the money. I want to create something which people will enjoy and appreciate long after I've turned to dust or gone up in smokes or whatever. Feel me ? Cool.
Know what I want to do ? I have a lot of sympathy for the Men of America. Why ? I dont know. Where I come from, the island of Haiti, the men have a lot of power. Some of the women get mistreated. When I lived there, I liked helping those poor ladies. Yet when I came to America, a place where the women have a lot of power, I discovered that a lot of them used their power to hurt men. I would have thought that since they ( women) know what it's like to be mistreated by those who wield the power ( traditionally, men), they wouldn't abuse their power. I was wrong ! I discovered that America has a lot of Misandrists. A misandrist is someone who hates men. Most Misandrists are female but a few of them are actually male. Yes, males who hate men. How sad and pathetic ! How disturbing !!!
So, for these reasons, I made hundreds, heck, possibly thousands ( I've lost count) of these flyers with e-information about men's issues, from male victims of domestic violence to father's rights and so on. I've given them to MANY men and women. I spread the word as often as I can.
I've had a lot of positive responses from men and women of all lifestyles and backgrounds.
I'm pleased to say that APATHY, while alive and well, isn't as great as
previously thought. The gender-biased media twists a lot of things but I can see through the lies. More disturbing is the fact that two very nasty
strains run in my family. Diabetes and Sociopathy. So far, I have been spared both. My sister is a sociopath. My aunt is a sociopath. I suspect that my father might have some of these tendencies as well. One way to tell who is a sociopath is to observe him/her and take note of his/her behavior. Is it malicious, destructive, and remorseless ? if so, you
are dealing with a sociopath. One hundred percent sure of this, I am.
There are many things I'd like to do in my life.
Promote Equal Rights for GLBT People everywhere on the planet Earth.
Make sure the gender-biased laws of America stop discriminating against Men and Boys.
Encourage research and change aimed at stopping the current Crisis in Boys Education.
Promote equal rights for Fathers in America's courts.
Re-write Domestic Violence Laws to make them gender-neutral. Currently, the law states that a male is ALWAYS guilty and a female is ALWAYS innocent, no matter what happens. Such bogus stuff should be removed from our system. Yet judges, lawyers, prosecutors and juries blindly ignore reason and follow this ignorant misandristic trash.
Change civil laws such as Sexual Harassment. The man is always considered guilty. I know of a gay man who rebuked the unwanted attentions of an amorous female boss. The next week, she filed a lawsuit against him for sexual harassment. Why ? he was innocent. He had no interest in her, or any female, whatsoever. Heterosexual males, just like
gay and bisexual males, also get discriminated against by the laws. The
Misandrists don't care which way you swing. If you've got a Y Chromosome, they consider you their enemy.
There are a lot of things that I am thankful for. I am thankful for my friends, few that they are. They've been there for me. When it counted.
With a word or an action. You know who you are. I am grateful beyond
belief.
I would also like to thank the people of SAFE/NH and DAHMW. They help the truly neglected souls out there : abused males in need of help. If there is a God, may He/She/It look over them. Not a lot of people in this world give a damn about their fellow human beings anymore. Altruism should be encouraged among the children of the men and women of this world. Instead, what's encouraged is a "win-at-all-costs" attitude. Guess what ? If you do that, and feel zero remorse, you're a sociopath. A human Monster.
Right now, I'm hoping that someday soon, I will get my US Residency papers. What will I do if/when this day happens ? Get a job. Publish my
book. Complete my education ( if I haven't done it already). Get out there in the Criminal Justice field and enforce the true principles of justice, WITHOUT ANY GENDER, RACE, RELIGIOUS or SEXUAL ORIENTATION BIAS. There's a lot of people out there who need helping. I'd love to do it. But without my papers, I feel like a wanted criminal, even though I've never committed a crime. It's like fighting with one hand tied behind your back. Trust me when I tell you that I understand how the character Richard Kimble felt, in that Harrison Ford movie.
Did I forget anything ?
Nah. Oh, and the folks of this board, thanks for letting me in your midst.
You have no idea how much it helps me. Thank you for letting me among you. For I am almost always in isolation, though I may live in a city of hundreds of thousands and whatnot.
Have a good one.
Sincerely,
Stevie.
That's the day I was born. A Black male born in the city of Cap Haitien, Haiti. Born to an engineer father and a mother who worked as a teacher. Destined for hardship, struggle and maybe, just maybe, success and happiness, someday. My 21st birthday is coming up this Sunday and I am looking at it with mixed feelings. I feel weird.
I've completed a 400-plus page manuscript of Bisexual Erotica. I am still looking for a publishing house.
I am in my third year of college, after spending, no, wasting two years studying Computer Science ( something I hated but was pressured into by my idiotic family members). I finally switched majors. I'm taking Criminal Justice now. I will be done with it in a few months. Then, I will go for my
Bachelors's at one of the better state schools in Massachusetts.
I have loved two people outside my family in my entire life ( so far). One girl and one guy. Wendy P. and Marlon D. Both of them ended up breaking my heart. It's a wonder I didn't become a woman-hating bisexual with anger issues, like a certain character I read about in a popular novel.
I came to America in 1999. Somehow, my life got messed up by my dad, my mom, my aunts and uncles, and I wound up living in the US without my legal papers even though I came here legally with a Visa from the islands. For years, I went to school here. I went through high school here. I'm in college now. I'm a brilliant guy but things keep getting in my
way. I dont have my legal papers. In high school, I was smart and could have won a scholarship but couldn't take it since I dont have a social security number. I also don't have a US Residency card. Ain't life grand ? Whose fault is this ? My family who have been wrecking my future since I was 14 years old. Yeah, they're all bad people. Like my sociopathic little sister. Like my absentee father. Or my manipulative mother. My aunt is also a master-manipulator and I only realize this now, how pathetic of me. Maybe it's because of them that I can never trust another woman/man ever again. People always do two things in my life. They abandon me or they betray me. ALWAYS.
The family hired a lawyer. For years, the case kept getting shuffled back and forth. Wow ! I know of people from Haiti who have been in America for only six months yet they already have their US residency cards and
social security numbers.
I dont know. Sometimes, I feel a lot of anger for the people around me.
I've got a big IQ yet so many factors work against me. Like those closest to me. I can't get a job. Why ? Is it because I have a criminal record ? No sir ! I don't have a criminal record. I've never done any crimes. I've never even been stopped by the police. I simply have NO record at all. Officially, I don't exist. No fingerprints. No ID. No social security number. I'm the Invisible Man.
When I see people who were born with this advantage that I lack ( ID, social security number, ect), and yet they mess up their lives by doing drugs, getting arrested or whatever, I feel angry. Because I'm smart enough NOT to do these things. I'm smart enough to write a 400-page Anthology of erotic fiction in a couple of months. I'm smart enough to help hundreds of Male Victims of Domestic Violence by volunteering my own time and energy in a dedicated effort to help them. I've also volunteered to help the GLBT community.
I could have made a heck of an athlete. I'm 6'2 and I weigh 250 pounds. I can lift almost twice my weight on a good day. I like football but I LOVE wrestling. I can walk for miles and miles without stopping or getting tired whether it rains, snows or there's a heat wave on. I don't mean to sound like an egomaniac here but in a wrestling contest between me and most large men/women on this planet, bet on ME. I don't quit. Ever. Grim determination keeps me going. Not my strength, size, height or whatever. It always comes down to what's in you. I've got plenty of me. I couldn't be an athlete in high school because without legal papers, I couldn't afford to call attention to myself.
In spite of all that I've suffered, I still like helping people. Yesterday, I helped a wheelchair-bound gentleman find the Student Center at school.
Before that, I gave money to a poor student who desperately needed something to eat. Currently, I've got $ 20 in my pocket. I need $ 1 to take the bus home. It's raining like Hell. The cafeteria is closed. As are all the campus stores. No way to make change. Looks like I'm walking.
The bus does NOT make change for patrons.
I've received two letters from potential publishers of my work. They like the stuff. But it has to be formatted to their specifications. Publishers are more fussy and more fickle than pigeons if you ask me. Yet I'm going to spend the next few days re-formatting the work before re-sending it to them. I really, really want to publish my anthology. Why ? I don't know. I'm a young man who likes living but...I don't feel like i have much left in me. The 400-page anthology of bisexual short fiction that I wrote is VERY important to me. I'd like to see it published. I don't really care about the money. I want to create something which people will enjoy and appreciate long after I've turned to dust or gone up in smokes or whatever. Feel me ? Cool.
Know what I want to do ? I have a lot of sympathy for the Men of America. Why ? I dont know. Where I come from, the island of Haiti, the men have a lot of power. Some of the women get mistreated. When I lived there, I liked helping those poor ladies. Yet when I came to America, a place where the women have a lot of power, I discovered that a lot of them used their power to hurt men. I would have thought that since they ( women) know what it's like to be mistreated by those who wield the power ( traditionally, men), they wouldn't abuse their power. I was wrong ! I discovered that America has a lot of Misandrists. A misandrist is someone who hates men. Most Misandrists are female but a few of them are actually male. Yes, males who hate men. How sad and pathetic ! How disturbing !!!
So, for these reasons, I made hundreds, heck, possibly thousands ( I've lost count) of these flyers with e-information about men's issues, from male victims of domestic violence to father's rights and so on. I've given them to MANY men and women. I spread the word as often as I can.
I've had a lot of positive responses from men and women of all lifestyles and backgrounds.
I'm pleased to say that APATHY, while alive and well, isn't as great as
previously thought. The gender-biased media twists a lot of things but I can see through the lies. More disturbing is the fact that two very nasty
strains run in my family. Diabetes and Sociopathy. So far, I have been spared both. My sister is a sociopath. My aunt is a sociopath. I suspect that my father might have some of these tendencies as well. One way to tell who is a sociopath is to observe him/her and take note of his/her behavior. Is it malicious, destructive, and remorseless ? if so, you
are dealing with a sociopath. One hundred percent sure of this, I am.
There are many things I'd like to do in my life.
Promote Equal Rights for GLBT People everywhere on the planet Earth.
Make sure the gender-biased laws of America stop discriminating against Men and Boys.
Encourage research and change aimed at stopping the current Crisis in Boys Education.
Promote equal rights for Fathers in America's courts.
Re-write Domestic Violence Laws to make them gender-neutral. Currently, the law states that a male is ALWAYS guilty and a female is ALWAYS innocent, no matter what happens. Such bogus stuff should be removed from our system. Yet judges, lawyers, prosecutors and juries blindly ignore reason and follow this ignorant misandristic trash.
Change civil laws such as Sexual Harassment. The man is always considered guilty. I know of a gay man who rebuked the unwanted attentions of an amorous female boss. The next week, she filed a lawsuit against him for sexual harassment. Why ? he was innocent. He had no interest in her, or any female, whatsoever. Heterosexual males, just like
gay and bisexual males, also get discriminated against by the laws. The
Misandrists don't care which way you swing. If you've got a Y Chromosome, they consider you their enemy.
There are a lot of things that I am thankful for. I am thankful for my friends, few that they are. They've been there for me. When it counted.
With a word or an action. You know who you are. I am grateful beyond
belief.
I would also like to thank the people of SAFE/NH and DAHMW. They help the truly neglected souls out there : abused males in need of help. If there is a God, may He/She/It look over them. Not a lot of people in this world give a damn about their fellow human beings anymore. Altruism should be encouraged among the children of the men and women of this world. Instead, what's encouraged is a "win-at-all-costs" attitude. Guess what ? If you do that, and feel zero remorse, you're a sociopath. A human Monster.
Right now, I'm hoping that someday soon, I will get my US Residency papers. What will I do if/when this day happens ? Get a job. Publish my
book. Complete my education ( if I haven't done it already). Get out there in the Criminal Justice field and enforce the true principles of justice, WITHOUT ANY GENDER, RACE, RELIGIOUS or SEXUAL ORIENTATION BIAS. There's a lot of people out there who need helping. I'd love to do it. But without my papers, I feel like a wanted criminal, even though I've never committed a crime. It's like fighting with one hand tied behind your back. Trust me when I tell you that I understand how the character Richard Kimble felt, in that Harrison Ford movie.
Did I forget anything ?
Nah. Oh, and the folks of this board, thanks for letting me in your midst.
You have no idea how much it helps me. Thank you for letting me among you. For I am almost always in isolation, though I may live in a city of hundreds of thousands and whatnot.
Have a good one.
Sincerely,
Stevie.
