There are many ways to look at this group. This is merely my dark
version. I will give you the upbeat positive version when I am in
that mood, should I survive.
There is a sickness lurking in this group. A stench fills the
air. I might be alone in smelling it. A cancer has a foothold. A
callous detachment, a resignation, the players separated into packs
and lone individuals. The once human eyes roll back white, and when
the attack is over, they roll forward to reveal their black , cold ,
unaffected stares. It is a prison yard, a shark tank. If only being
wrong was not the ultimate horror of human beings. What a different
world we would live in.
There is less and less risks taken in here, and who could blame
them? There are those safe in the shadows, who only come out to feed
when it is safe. Safety itself is now defined as back into self,
where “I know and they don’t” rules supreme. I see this as a sad
statement of resignation and worship of a false idol. An acceptance
that this is the way of the world. Any attempts at engagement are too
easily perceived as an assault or an attack, then what follows is
the silent retreat back to the perception of safety and
righteousness. Oh, the comfort of knowing and they don’t.
Another shank stabbing in the prison yard? “That is what
happens” “he had it coming” “he should have known better” “You
just don’t do that” “He was a fool to try that” “you don’t mess with
somebody tougher than you” “He picked the wrong person to fight
with” “doesn’t he know that guy’s reputation? What an idiot”
“You don’t mess with those above you in the pecking order, how could
he not know that?”
“He deserved it” “hey, there is going to be a fight, come on let’s
watch” “I pay not attention to him, he is a child” “ I am going to
stick it to him someday”
People resort to using quotes of famous people. Not that this is
bad in and of itself, for it is valuable information, but when looked
at from the view of the prison yard, this scores big points, it is
relatively safe, and it is certainly safer than using your own words
which are much more vulnerable to attack. It is like flashing a knife
to another inmate, “I have this weapon and more where that came from
pal....at my fingertips, don’t mess with me. I have protection. I
have back-up. I have the CREDIBILITY, I can’t be touched, don’t
even try. You are no match for me.”
As if being no match for another means a student can’t argue with
the teacher. The climate of fear, the climate of the pecking order,
the climate of a prison yard.
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