Stupid Bully Tricks

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Inger,

Yes all of them are and they all have children, which is the scary part. They have tried business ventures together but it wasn't very successful. From what I understand, their petty mother has been busy alienating each of them in turn and stirring up trouble such that they won't speak to each other or come to family functions if the others are going to be there. This mostly affects friend and big bro, and little bro seems to be outside of her scheming, at least for now. They were truly a weird lot.

The mother turned down a rich, kind man in college and married a penniless trailer park class bumpkin, all because the bumpkin had a nicer car at the time. She ended up having two boys by him before they divorced and she then married this other man to whom she is still married, though she has had numerous affairs.

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A lot has been said about bullies on here, and most of it bad. In

this post, I will talk about the lighter side of this subject and

show a bit about how they live. The subjects will be my " friend " and

his brothers.

One thing I really noticed about them was that they had little

capacity for forward thought, for understanding consequences of their

actions. Then again, they may have indeed just been that destructive

and sadistic. Some examples:

Their father (stepfather to two of the boys)built them a nice

playhouse. It wasn't very big but it was not bad. They placed it

under this big tree which grew on the edge of a shallow ravine.

Somehow they managed to hang a rope swing from a tree branch out over

the ravine (it is still haning there) and would pull it back to the

playhouse to get a really long and wide swing. It also made for a

dangerous landing so I would never do it. One time friend got tired

of swinging and wouldn't bring the rope back to little bro who wanted

to keep swinging. So, little bro takes a flying leap off of the

playhouse and tried to swing on the twig and of the branches. They

held for about halfway through the arc until they felt his weight and

they broke. He crahsed right on the edge of the ravine hard. Had the

wind knocked out of him and everything. How he managed not to kill

himself is beyond me.

Their other favorite thing was jumping bikes. They had a shuffleboard

court across their back yard, perpendicular to the driveway, the ends

of which had edges about 3 or 4 inches high. They had a ramp they

would prop up on there and jump. I even did that some. The problem

was that the ravine was about 20 feet or so from that edge and the

plahouse was on the right about 5 feet closer. This made it hard to

turn safely if you got a lot of air. Of course, they were never

satisifed with the little bump, so they would stack things under the

ramp until it was nearly vertical and would inevitably crash when

they hit it. Usually before that happened, one of them would end up

going into the ravine and would get all banged up. No matter how many

times this happened, they always started up again another time.

Little bro once actually tried to shoot squirrells using a shotgun

shell. That's right: he held a shotgun shell in his left hand with a

nail on the primer and banged on the nail with a hammer.

Friend nearly put out an eye or killed himself when he tried to cut a

piece of fishing line with an ice pick. He was pulling the line in a

loop and pushing with the ice pick, with the pick aiming up at his

face. As you might guess it slipped and went up his nose. A little

one way and goodbye eye, a little the other and its pierced brain.

Those are just a few of the things that I know they did.

To make this a little easier to follow, I'll start up the next bit in

another post.

[Guest guest]

LOL! Almost giving himself an instant lobotomy! :-))

Any of them still alive?

Inger

> A lot has been said about bullies on here, and most of it bad. In

this post, I will talk about the lighter side of this subject and

show a bit about how they live. The subjects will be my " friend " and

his brothers.

> One thing I really noticed about them was that they had little

capacity for forward thought, for understanding consequences of their

actions. Then again, they may have indeed just been that destructive

and sadistic. Some examples:

> Their father (stepfather to two of the boys) built them a nice

playhouse. It wasn't very big but it was not bad. They placed it

under this big tree which grew on the edge of a shallow ravine.

Somehow they managed to hang a rope swing from a tree branch out over

the ravine (it is still haning there) and would pull it back to the

playhouse to get a really long and wide swing. It also made for a

dangerous landing so I would never do it. One time friend got tired

of swinging and wouldn't bring the rope back to little bro who wanted

to keep swinging. So, little bro takes a flying leap off of the

playhouse and tried to swing on the twig and of the branches. They

held for about halfway through the arc until they felt his weight and

they broke. He crahsed right on the edge of the ravine hard. Had the

wind knocked out of him and everything. How he managed not to kill

himself is beyond me.

> Their other favorite thing was jumping bikes. They had a shuffleboard

court across their back yard, perpendicular to the driveway, the ends

of which had edges about 3 or 4 inches high. They had a ramp they

would prop up on there and jump. I even did that some. The problem

was that the ravine was about 20 feet or so from that edge and the

playhouse was on the right about 5 feet closer. This made it hard to

turn safely if you got a lot of air. Of course, they were never

satisifed with the little bump, so they would stack things under the

ramp until it was nearly vertical and would inevitably crash when

they hit it. Usually before that happened, one of them would end up

going into the ravine and would get all banged up. No matter how many

times this happened, they always started up again another time.

> Little bro once actually tried to shoot squirrells using a shotgun

shell. That's right: he held a shotgun shell in his left hand with a

nail on the primer and banged on the nail with a hammer.

> Friend nearly put out an eye or killed himself when he tried to cut

a piece of fishing line with an ice pick. He was pulling the line in a

loop and pushing with the ice pick, with the pick aiming up at his

face. As you might guess it slipped and went up his nose. A little

one way and goodbye eye, a little the other and its pierced brain.

> Those are just a few of the things that I know they did.

> To make this a little easier to follow, I'll start up the next bit in

another post.

>

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,

I too have found this to be the case, and I would describe it more

along the lines of some of them really NOT getting the fact that

what they are going to is dangerous, and the others (who usually

lead) knowing full well what the danger is but going through with it

anyway for the thrill of risk taking.

On the few occassions when my bullies and I had a " truce " going, I

can remember the " leader " and two of his followers coming over. In

the back of our house was a very tall willow tree with low branches

that made it easy to climb. The bully kid tried to urge the other

two kids to climb the tree.

Having done it many times myself, I knew the strength of its limbs

and I understood clearly how far out you could go on them and be

safe.

One of these kids went too far out on one of the limbs. I did try

and warn him, but he went too far out anyway, clearly believing that

the limb would hold.

(Interestingly, my fear was for the tree, not him. I didn't want

him to break off any branches).

Sure enough, the branch broke. Down he came and the branch too. He

must have fallen twenty feet or so, but all that happened was he got

the wind knocked out of him.

Now here's what happened:

1) The bully pointed and laughed and called the fallen kid a sissy

for crying.

2) The second kid ran to the fallen kid to see if he was alright.

3) I started whining about the fallen limb from the tree and telling

them that I didn't want anyone climbing up there anymore.

The bully, of course, laughed, and urged the next kid up while the

fallen kid rolled around on the ground clutching his ribs. I told

him no, and was decked for it.

Up went the second kid. The bully kept urging him higher until HE

broke a limb and fell out of the tree.

By this time I was REALLY upset that they were breaking limbs off

the tree, so the bully of course went up and DELIBERATELY started

breaking limbs out of the tree.

So I ran into the house blubbering to my mom, who told me that she

didn't understand me and refused to listen to me until I spoke

sensible English.

I calmed down and told them that Mike, Pat, and were

deliberately breaking limbs off the willow tree, so she went out to

see about it. I followed.

Mike climbed down and said I had told them to trim the tree and Pat

and backed them up, and my mom believed them and slapped me for

being a liar, making all three of them laugh.

(Wouldn't you think the fact that I had run into the house crying

about the fact that they were ripping the tree to shreds was

indicative of my alarm and genuine anxiety? Duh?)

My mom sent them home and then lectured me about lying, and I had

pretty much believed by the time she got through with me that I HAD

lied. She'd explained that I told them to trim the tree but thought

better of it and tried to make it seems as though it was THEIR fault

just like I was ALWAYS making everything out to be THEIR fault, and

it was no wonder I always got beat up when I falsely accused people

of doing things.

She also lectured me for being stupid enough to let them climb the

tree in the first place because if any of those kids would have

fallen out of it we could have been sued if they got injured.

Anyway, this goes by way of saying that the leader knew what he was

doing the whole time, but the other two kids really didn't realize

the risk of climbing far out on those tree limbs.

Pair up an intelligent leader with a clueless follower or followers,

and you have a perfect bully team.

Tom

>

One thing I really noticed about them was that they had little

capacity for forward thought, for understanding consequences of

their actions. Then again, they may have indeed just been that

destructive and sadistic.

[Guest guest]

Inger:

>> Any of them still alive?

:

> Yes all of them are and they all have children, which is the scary part.

Poor wives and kids. Wonder if the children turned out to be another generation of bullies? Has anyone done a study to see if bullying streaks run in families too?

> They have tried business ventures together but it wasn't very successful.

Hardly surprising!

> From what I understand, their petty mother has been busy alienating each of them in turn and stirring up trouble such that they won't speak to each other or come to family functions if the others are going to be there. This mostly affects friend and big bro, and little bro seems to be outside of her scheming, at least for now. They were truly a weird lot.

Hmm, so the mother's a bylly too, then?

> The mother turned down a rich, kind man in college and married a penniless trailer park class bumpkin, all because the bumpkin had a nicer car at the time.

If she cared more about the car than the quality of a man's personality, then I guess she got the lesson she needed.

> She ended up having two boys by him before they divorced and she then married this other man to whom she is still married, though she has had numerous affairs.

I'd say the rich, kind man was better off without her then.