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So we are bigger, but we're still very. I'm still a super skinny little kid. And so she leaves him. He can't work. He starts. He. He goes bankrupt. And just psychologically he deteriorates. He just. It. It beats him up. I'm sure there was a ton of PTSD from the death of my mother. Just the stress is so outrageous that the violence is now becomes baroque. It becomes so grotesque. One more. I'll give you a perfect example of this. This one day again, you know, I'm 15 or so and my dad comes into the kitchen. My brother's washing the. I'm rinsing them and drying them. And he comes behind my brother and he just sucker, boom, ran the rib. And my brother's like, ah. And then my dad pounces, grabs him by the back of head, starts shoving his head in the. In the sink water. This is dramatic for his own most the worst moments of my life because I'm watching him and my dad's dunking him and dunking, pulling him up. And Paul has wished are coming out of his mouth. And I'm frozen. I can't do anything. I'm actually. My dad's now introducing me to my impotence. You know, like real like what I can't. And I'm. I hate myself so much because I have to just witness this. And he finally leans in my brother's ear and says, you should have died instead of your mother. And that is the worst trauma that we've endured. And I've had broken bones because of my dad. And here's the. Here's the issue with that. That would. Would drive me to eventually the next step, which is up until that point, there've been two traumas in my life. We get beat up regularly. We get beat up badly. We get beat up so that it's terrible. And then there's the death of my mother. The grief of that. Right. It's all in process. And nobody's helping me figure any of that out. But I have these two separate things. As soon as he said, you should have died instead of your mother during a beating, they became twin. They became married. And now all of a sudden I'm thinking, my dad wants us dead and the beatings are. And we're moving one step closer. My dad wants one of us dead. He's now put those three things together. And I'm thinking, I just want to die because I can't protect my brother. And I'm A protective guy. And I, from my heart, I feel like I'm big. I'm supposed to have a big narrative. And I feel super tiny. I feel super ridiculously weak and a coward. And I can't cope with this. In my mind, this is the first time I think about. You know, I've had suicidal thoughts all my life now because of mental illness or whatever, but that was the first time I remember thinking, I can't face being a coward. This is not going to work for me. And about six months later, he has a girlfriend. She's impressed by him again. You know, he's this Bible knowledge guy. He's a very charming man. He's, you know, he's got, he's the widow, all these things. So she starts. And I'm, and I'm pissed because he, it looks to me like he keeps getting away with shit, right? And, and so one day she takes a lovely woman to Susie, super sweet woman. And she takes us out of steak dinner while we're there. And I'm telling her all the things that he does. And you need to get away from him. He's a bad man. Go. I'm snitching on him all day. I'm like, get out of here. Right? We can handle it. You can't. Go. We tell you, please go. He's lying to you. He's faking. And probably because I just recently been beat or something, but I'm just like, no, no, I'm going to give him up. And immediately as I start telling him, telling her all the things she does, I really shit up. Portraying myself in this really super weak light. The coward that I'm afraid I am, I'm like presenting myself as a coward. I didn't do any. My brother, when my brother's getting his head dunked, so I pull up a steak knife, literally just pull the. Saying I'll just stab him next time should put that down, Joey. Violence doesn't accomplish anything. But that was the first time I said, I'll just stab him. And, and, and, and, and, and I'll take care of it. Well, a week later, beating so bad, he beats me so bad for, for something so ridiculously small. We go to wash clothes and stuff. And this is the mid-70s now, you know, 70, 78, late-70s and disco era. Everyone was wearing like polyester pants and like whatever, just like it was a whole thing. But polyester, you know, you put it in the dryer that it just shrinks right up. And I ruined like half his wardrobe accidentally. He was Poor again, remember? Bankrupt, not working, struggling to find jobs. He's so mad when he gets home and I get a beating and he, he leaves. And in the beating, he was discovered. He had, he had, he had caught me and say, hey, Susie told me what you said. And I'm like, wait, what? He's like, don't lie, you know, just tell me what you said. She just verify, you know, he did that okie doke. And I'm thinking, oh, he's being magnanimous. So I confess that I told Susie and I proceed to get the worst. One of the worst beatings is the first and last time I would ever confess to a crime. I'm just telling you that right now. I give him the suit, what's the one? He beats me with a teapot. And it's terrible. Breaks my bone. Like it's bad. I mean, by the time he leaves, I got a concussion, I got some fractured bones. And he leaves. And when he comes back, when he, when he's gone, I go to the kitchen, I grab a steak knife, come to the, the bedroom. I tell my brother, I lock him in the bathroom, say, just stay in here until I tell you to get out. And I'm sitting away in the bed and concussion. My dad comes home ready for round two. He looks at me, he looks at the weights in the corner, looks at me, and then he holds my eyes all the way as he walks to the, the weights. This big, big weight bar that you lift over your head. He's, he starts disassembling it. And I'm thinking like, Jesus, this is like a new level of savagery even for him. Like, what's he gonna hit me with? Like, the bar is no fun. The way is a 25 pound cement weight. The little thing that's that, you know, that still thing that you, you screw on to tighten up, that's heavy and hard. I'm like, I don't know what's going on. So I stand up, I pull the knife off one of their pillow and I stand up and he's like, put it down, put it down. And I'm like, I, I've never stabbed anyone before, but I think a neck would kill is a kill shot. And I need to kill him because I need to take him down there so we could run, right? So I, I, I rush him and he puts his arm up and resting a little bit and then boom, I hit him right back here in the neck and I twist and start trying to break it off in his, in his, in his Neck. And he screams, you killed me. And then he falls to the ground. And I don't remember exactly what I said, but I said something like super ridiculously dramatic and theatrical. When I said something like, you did. You. You did this to yourself. Or, you know, something biblical. You're probably like, this is what thy sin hath wrought. It had that kind of energy, like it's on you, whatever. And I run off and my. By this time, my brother's at the door. We run in my aunt's house, they call the cops. Cops come to the house. My dad's gone. Pretty dramatic. He wrote. Tried to write a suicide note, but they didn't finish. And there's blood everywhere. Meanwhile, I'm running to my aunts. We call the cops. And while then they. They pick us up and they take us to the police station. I think my dad's dead. I think I'm a killer. I think I've taken care of my dad and I, okay, I took care of him. And so for a few hours, not only do I think I killed him, but the police are interrogating me as if I committed attempt. They're thinking about charging me with attempted murder because they think I laid in wait. They don't. They're like, why didn't you run? In those days, nobody thought anything about child abuse. Yeah, child abuse. Now everyone. Your. Your parents are allowed to beat the out of you, right? Like, why'd you. And they didn't also understand domestic abuse, meaning, you know, people stay. People stay because they don't know how to leave. You're stuck. It's just like psychological thing. They're like, well, he left the house. Why didn't you leave? Why didn't you call the police? And like, what are you talking about? That just doesn't even sound reasonable. Right? So. But pretty soon the adrenaline dries dies down on my body and I'm like, I can't. It's hard to breathe and my arm hurts. And they take me to the hospital and they find out, you know, okay, fractured rib, fractured elbow. Like, okay, this was self defense. Like, there's no attempted murder. So now they take me on my brother in foster care. Now, that story is important only because what happened was it awoke rage in me. It awoke access to rage in me. More importantly, it also awoke this other thing, which is like, I realized, oh, I can dramatically change my story. I can innovate. Like, I don't know those words. But later on, it would mean important. When I start making all these, I get to some Places where it seems like I'm stuck in my circumstance and I don't know what to do and it feels lousy. And then I alter my imagination, choose a new strategy, and I can go and get some propulsion in another direction. It's happened several times in my life, big moves like that. This is the first one. I'm not weak. Not. I'm not a coward. In fact, I have way more power than I imagined I had. And so I changed my story up and I end up being the guy who, you know, tried to kill his dad. And even when I get to prison, there's very few of me in there, very few of me. Most guys got beat, beat up by their dads. Maybe they pushed their dad eventually off their mother. Maybe they, you know, took. Picked up a bat and were like, you know, get away from my mom because. But nobody tried to kill her dad. I never met one. Even of all the mafiosos, the killers that I met, they all basically got beat up and then went a world and beat up women, the girlfriends, boy, you know, men on the streets, kicked their dog. But I was a very rare thing. So it was a very powerful thing that I did now, because I have this power and I'm intelligent, I'm thinking about college, but I have so much grief and I have so much rage. I. I don't know how to put a life together in foster care when I'm supposed to be preparing to go to college and stuff. So I just go to community college. But while I'm at a community college, I think, you know, what am I doing here? Like, I'm going to go here and maybe become a lawyer. I'm smart enough to eventually become a lawyer. I could become a professor. And so. So what am I going to do? Work for four, six years and do 40,000, $50,000 a year to start off with and sound like this sounds ridiculous. I'm. What I have, I feel is. Is this, is this power that I'm feeling always like, I gotta. I gotta. But something else has to happen. Something bigger than what I have here.