yeah...true.
I had far worse when I lived in the little apt. over a garage my parents bought for me (and sold recently, praise God!). People would throw stuff at the apt. at night and yell and such...got nerve-wracking.
But, yeah, these neighbors...its rough. They'll yell stuff at me that's straight up false, like "your public defender got you probation" and "them's felony charges!." Not that its their business (nor do they --ask-- me), but my dad hired an attorney who secured a misdemeanor for this whole situation w/ the shrinks. Now, they're back to saying stuff about prison and probation violations and such. It gets...ridiculous. Some of them have been in the yard, at night, on more than 1 occassion. It happened 2x I can think of when my parents were out of town.
Ugh. My friend, Verna, always tells me that they won't lay a hand on me. With people assuming/believing I got a felony, though...I get kinda worried. A lot of this seems to be rooted in control..."know your place in society," etc. I suppose this is the real reason I'm perceived as "uppity" when all I'm doing is going to school online and minding my own business. I'm a low status person in the community (notice: not "member of the community," but "person in the community;" I don't think I'm actually a member of the community at this point), so these people...well, they feel free to harass me as they see/feel fit, its crazy.
Ever read Foucault? If you haven't...don't, lol. Post-modern French philosopher/sort of sociologist. He wrote this book, Abnormal, about how The Other is perceived and treated in modern society. So, some of what I remember of it sticks with me, like how The Other's physical attributes are scrutinized and exaggerrated. People in the community are not scrutinized like I am, nor do people talk about their phsyical attributes like they do mine. I have beautiful hair. I don't know how it happened...God willed that my hair grow back (except for a high forehead+a widow's peak), and its thick, wavy, glossy, and a unique, beautiful color. Big deal, right? Some people have beautiful hair. People go on and on about the hair, how much it must cost, blah blah blah. See what I mean? The Other.
OK. I'm done now.
