Postcards from the Edge of Society #6!!!   (collect 'em all)

The Two-thousand and first year of the lord Jesus Christ, 11 March

     Recently, I've changed the way I look.  I've found a new store, "Hot Topic".  They specialize in gothic style clothing, and a lot of techno-grunge type stuff... Really "Matrix-Inspired"  So, I've got a number of shirts, and pants with funny sayings on them.  most have an antisocial message.  (Piss Off!  I have enough friends already)  (Disgruntled Employee of the month)  and I have come to embrace this culture.  As soon as I get a pic of me in one of my outfits, I'll scan it and post it.
     I have these huge boots.  They are almost knee high, with laces, and buckles.l  They also zip up on the sides for ease of use, as well.  the soles are 4 1/8th of an inch High, platforms.  I look like a  freak from a "Kiss" video.  I just bought a 4 foot chain, which hangs from my belt, and loops back around, to carry my keys.  I also just purchased a lether brace, with metal spikes on it.  It's a crazy looking getup.  Anyways, as I lumber through the mall, gaining stares and whispers from all around, I smile.  You see, I've never been particularly social.  In high school, I wore a black trenchcoat, and a matching fedora.  I looked like some actor from a movie about the 1920's.  I loved it.  I gained stares and freaky looks daily, and I loved it.  I figured out why.
     See, dressing up like a freak, people assume things about you.  They assume you're some kind of wierdo.  Or they think that you're a low-life.  You know, like all you do is play bad guitar riffs all day, and smoke pot, and do 10 million and one other drugs. They assume that you are a bad person.  I mean Hell, Look at the way you dress!  No normal person would dress like that!
     The last thing they would expect would be that I was intelligent, Kind, Caring, Compassionate, and friendly.  Were they to talk to me, they would end up liking me, as a really nice guy, and a straight shooter.  See, it's like I'm better than them, because they automatically figure they know me, and I know that they are wrong in their judgement.  It's like prooving to them that they're fools.  And that gets me going.  Let me prove that I'm a better man.  Better yet, let me sit there, while you prove you're a lesser one.  That way, I don't even have to work at it, and everything is your fault.

Peace out Kiddz.  Take care, and may god travel with you your whole life, and may your life be blessed.

Cameron E Bean
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