HERE’S OUR STORY SAD BUT TRUE
ABOUT A GAL WE ONCE KNEW
SHE TOOK OUR HEART AND RAN AROUND
WITH AT LEAST ONE GUY FROM OUT OF TOWN
[i.e. Another good reason for not falling in love with a stock]
Yes iamaverb, this captures my feeling also. I came across your post after I posted the following on the Yahoo MB to dyooperya.
It has been an arduous and frustrating story now turned sad and tragic to some extent certainly for those of us who have been around for a long time. It has been like being a family member as we watched a young child we recognized as having very great potential growing up in a mixed atmosphere of significant nurture and also serious abuse.
First by the presence, until he died 8 years ago, of Big Bad Grandpa W, the powerful and stern Evangelical preacher who rammed his very strict, though totally hypocritical, moralism and austerity right down the throats of the whole Family. Though he acted from a reasonable distance he may have, in fact, been the worst of the abusers, in his particular way, who did threaten several times to kill this child and on occasion made at least symbolic attempts at it (and some say he did, in fact, in his time commit many, many other murders and got away with them).
His austerity regimen put great pressures on the whole family pushing at least two fathers, under that pressure to survive, into corrupt activities. Though they greatly loved and nurtured this child in many ways, they also, perhaps out of lust and certainly partly out of greed, seriously abused the child.
One died before his malfeasance (again, to be sure, combined with great devotion) was discovered and the next was forced to leave upon the discovery of his. Then a third father showed up and we are not sure what went on there and we may have to live with never knowing that full story.
We saw, I would have to say, a family with a beautiful and very intelligent daughter being both nurtured and abused. We were at a distance, perhaps distant cousins aware of some of the family problems and guessing at the full extent of them but earnestly hoping for a vibrant resolution and thinking that could easily be the outcome.
On occasional visits we were happy to give her all of our pocket change, feeling she needed it and would use it well and that it might be the antidote to all of Big Bad Grandpa W’s severe austerity and the near dissolution of the family that nearly resulted in. Further, we even felt it would work out well to look the other way when she often even stole from us, sometimes with an approving wink from us, to boot. We compromised, too, believing in the great ultimate good that could come and, we can’t deny, our own hoped for eventual personal profit, as well.
Despite our great hopes, we sadly but understandably discovered that we couldn’t save her. Our efforts weren’t going to be enough to do the job. We could see it coming when with well deserved great expectations she applied for acceptance at Big P University. Despite her unbelievable brilliance and credentials that made clear her great promise and should have resulted in an early acceptance letter, Big P University kept delaying and insisting on more and more unnecessary, contrived and arcane admission tests.
Yes, it was clear they saw her brilliance but were, as well, so deeply threatened by it they weren’t sure what to do. She was, so to speak, like a disruptive technology, as they say on the Stock Market discussion shows. If they accepted her to Big PU she might take them over and turn them into something like a Singularity University and, while that might do wonderful things and while also making good money, it was an approach they didn’t know, understand and weren’t comfortable with. And they have been doing fine so far with their own thing and will continue to do so as long as the government and banks continue the student loan and debt scam. So why help get the government to fund some other maybe better but certainly disruptive education technology before its time and before the full extent of their time (as determined by politicians and lobbyists).
We don’t even know if The Family arranged it or it was she who ventured off on her own to one of those Wall Street type after hour parties set up for old wealthy codgers to meet available beautiful, intelligent and ambitious young women in the search of a Sugar Daddy. And even in that scene most of them, though she was absolutely beautiful, didn’t want to deal with her demanding intelligence and potential to succeed on her own. Only one went for her and not an accident, no doubt, that he was a foreigner. So again, with less choice available than she clearly deserved, she accepted.
And now, just like that, she is married and gone from us, even with a new Family name. But if she succeeds to the fullness of her potential that past will be a small moment in the grand scheme of things. Great benefit will come to humanity (and other animals as well) with reduced suffering and increased length and quality of life … at least we, ourselves, are convinced.
So now we are faced with our virtue having to be its own reward. She may appreciate that we did what little we could but also feels guilty about the crumbs of small change she also stole from us that, ironically, may very well have helped her to walk out on us when she she felt she needed to. And she is now totally separate from us and will not be looking back … won’t ever pick up the phone to give us a call, a text message, a Tweet or even a mention on Facebook.
We will never get the compliments for having seen her potential, our wisdom praised for it, nor will we feel our swollen wallet against our thigh indicating we are dwelling in the best of all possible worlds wherein we get rich from having made a very wise, virtuous and world improving investment. Goodbye to all that.
We do have to, with a tear in the eye and a full heart, wish her well. And even if we can genuinely achieve that, there still lies a rub. We do not, at all, know this new husband, Sugar Daddy. Nor, it is very likely, does she know him or his sincerity very accurately. He may be one of those Japanese CEOs who under another name writes poetry and romance novels, paints, sings and dances, etc. who only has the best intentions, a desire to allow her to flourish, to fulfill her destiny including having a career and producing beautiful children along the way, whatever she sees is best for all. But it could be that no matter what he promised he is a Sugar Diddy who seduced her, in her vulnerablity, with a cheap song and dance. For all anyone knows he may be a holding company looking out for the benefit of the Big PU folks and intent on slowing and holding her down as much as he can.
It is as if we wisely saw and nurtured a potential mermaid in our own big lake (maybe Lake Huron) who we knew had the potential to, in a rewarding relationship with us, remove the pollution in the lake and allow life in and around the lake to flourish in new ways and then move that on out to other areas. Now she has jumped the lake, maybe jumped the shark. She may now, in fact, become a beautiful whale but, if so, out in the vast ocean and a whale in a pod of whales among many other pods preoccupied with her very busy new world. We may have trouble even spotting her though most of us will, no doubt, have no choice but to make the effort to keep an eye on her.
But, finally, we do have to genuinely hope she flourishes without us. Mankind will also be abused if she somehow is ultimately ending up pushed into performing various lackluster contortions in another kind of Sealand somewhere under the dominion of Big PU.
