by Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmith@gmail.com
We members of the E.H.S.N.C don’t know much – but we know this:
Those mean, monsters – the popular ‘in-crowd girls’ who picked on us without mercy, now that time has done its due justice – now also look like the monsters they were on the inside when they were young.
So let’s raise a glass to glorious, glorious, justice.
And what of the Jocks? – well, for the most part they just became bald, boring, hen-pecked, pen pushing schlubbs in some non-descript office.
So let’s raise a ‘get f*cked’ glass to that sweet slither of justice too.
I’m sure they – the mean girls and the jocks – still have their little ‘mean arseholes from high-school reunions’ – where they play act that they have not been totally found out by life and re-live their past glory days of picking on the temporarily weak – i.e. us ‘nerds’. . .
…but alas it can’t work…and deep down they know it…
Because even though the world is indeed a f*cked-up place….
Those assholes from high school still aren’t capable of creating anything good….
So now they are just sagging empty vessels, with cracked faces, drooping knees, dead fish eyes, upside down frowns…
So they finally graduated to the now barely living, sloop-walking, poetic-justice-receptacles they see in their cracked mirrors…
Yes friends – their ‘Just deserts’ were eaten, nay gorged down at the ‘all night’, ‘all you can eat’ buffet.
But then again we good folk of the E.H.S.N.C should thank those aging zombified mean ‘cool kids’…
For they made us battle hardened for later life, we saw life’s bullsh*t early, we dodged it all so much better…
Of course I’m not living in la-la-land – their was some collateral damage…we lost quite a few nerd-souls…
But this is all the the price of engaging in the ‘Nerds Vs Jocks Everlasting War’…
It is all one hundred percent worth it.
After all – the adage is ‘The Nerds win in the end’, not ‘The Jocks win in the end’, is it not?.
I’d like to say I’m not happy to see the Jocks/Mean girls deteriorate into the walking dead corpses they today now so surely are…
I really would like to do that….but I gotta be honest – it’s a beautiful thing to see them suffer….it really is!
After all – they can only blame themselves…they cold have easily quit being total coonts at thirty…
Yet they doubled down…
In fact..they cold have easily quit being total coonts at forty…
Yet they doubled down…
et cetera, etcetera, et cetera
So my friends while they still insist on being aging mean high school coonts…
And now my glorious victorious soldiers of the E.H.S.N.C Army – let us all retire to the bar of our private club…
aka the Post High-School world…
The one where we ‘Rule OK’.
[NB: I can confirm – Us Aging Ex High School Nerds at E.H.S.N.C HQ can definitely also be inaccurate, head-in-the-cloud total dreamers. And that’s not always a bad thing at all. But I’m the one holding the pen/clacking the keyboard aren’t I? I can be the hero of my own story, it’s only fair – the right of the writer!].
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