Please disassociate me from the blueberry.
No son, I will not disassociate you will such instant dispatch. And you're insults have the effect of a feather. Not even. You and so many in here have problems with anger. You are like no other. Instead of retorting in kind or in spades, which you know I full can, I'll tell about my nephew, who's now 11.
When "Dylan" was 3, his preschool teacher called my sister, Diana, reporting that Dylan had become hostile and angry, even violent, toward her and some of the other children. My brother in law, Bob, had been diagnosed with cancer a year earlier and was close to death. Diana was grief struck, in her deathwatch and pushed Dylan away. As Bob grew sicker he pushed his son away. When Dylan resisted and kept approaching his father his was slapped, pushed to the floor and forcibly put to bed in howls of tears. This situation went on for weeks, until Diana called me from Calgary, asking me if I could somehow help.
That Friday I flew to Calgary and met with the family in crisis. When I talked to Bob it was obvious that it was his anger drove his to avoid his son and to treat him harshly. He had thought that if Dylan grew to hate him, he would not miss him when he was gone.
My brain was in overdrive while talking to Diana and Bob. I watched their movements, facial expressions, and gaze, and listened to the tones and cadences in their voices. With both of them, I blended observations and ideas to try to discern what was in their hearts. Memories of my own childhood emerged, allowing me to interact with Dylan at his level of development and understanding. My paternal instincts led me to want to comfort and soothe Dylan's distress as I felt his grow comfortable with me.
In a different way, being Bob forced me to face our shared mortality and the cruelty of fate. WE SHARE THAT ALL TOO HUMAN EXPERIENCE OF INHABITING A UNIVERSE THAT NONE OF US UNDERSTAND.
That passage will be in my next book. blueberry huh? Go look in the mirror if there's one in your whore mom's basement, and take a look at a blueberry.