story time! so, when i was a teenager, i lived in a series of foster homes, like ya do. the last of these was generally very good, but the woman of the house's various adult children by previous marriages were a bit of a problem
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my foster father knew perfectly well that Jim was a lying piece of shit and i had nothing to do with this. but Jim was his mother's real actual son, so half the miserable allowance i had out of the SSI money from my mother's sudden, violent death went to Phil from then on
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so this really brought the relationship of power and narrative into focus for me. power means the ability to fabricate a narrative that is absolutely 1000% bullshit and everybody is forced to behave as if it were true anyway
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but if you think really poking me right in the scar tissue is what you need to be doing, definitely try your hand at accusing me of misdeeds i didn't perform but which i cannot prove i did not perform! that should work out superbly. good luck, have fun
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