My originating graduating year in Londonderry, NH (of which I was not a student of Londonderry High) would’ve been 2005, the graduating year where it was dubbed “stay classy” (a reference to Anchorman).

They might’ve just went to “fuck themselves” instead. (Yes I loved that flick too!)

Why? My class, the all-about-ism of “tolerance” is best described as the “Bystander effect” Quoting Wikipedia:

The bystander effect, or bystander apathy, is a social psychological theory that states that individuals are less likely to offer help to a victim when there are other people present. First proposed in 1964, much research, mostly in the lab, has focused on increasingly varied factors, such as the number of bystanders, ambiguity, group cohesiveness, and diffusion of responsibility that reinforces mutual denial. If a single individual is asked to complete the task alone, the sense of responsibility will be strong, and there will be a positive response; however, if a group is required to complete the task together, each individual in the group will have a weak sense of responsibility, and will often shrink back in the face of difficulties or responsibilities. The theory was prompted by the murder of Kitty Genovese about which it was wrongly reported that 38 bystanders watched passively. Recent research has focused on “real world” events captured on security cameras, and the coherency and robustness of the effect has come under question. More recent studies also show that this effect can generalize to workplace settings, where subordinates often refrain from informing managers regarding ideas, concerns, and opinions.

In those most darkest moments from late 2019 into 2020, I had done an experiment of my own. When I tried to reconnect to my old classmates in early 2017 on Facebook, what I didn’t realize many of the rants seen on An Alleged/A Puzzling View had sadly been unchanged situationally. The experiment was using Facebook’s Stories feature by using your Status Update as a form to share as a story. As many as you would know, you get read-receipts from the friends who see it. I posted my most vulnerable moments in less than twenty five words.

The test had to require some of the “friends” to be on a restrictive mode for a few weeks. (I do not post my stories for full public consumption.) Then I would do a switcharoo of the friends on restrictive to be close, and the others onto restrictive and see the same impact.

What alarmed me was nearly twenty people would think it was perfectly be OK to connect to feelings by staring at their screens passively. Since they didn’t know anyone else on the spectrum, what were they to do? How were they able to feel? These typical people actually were more masculine than I thought. They would come off sympathetic but they were good at typing it out.

Virtually all 20 of my ol Ltowners (and I want to be clear, I didn’t except I’d be friends with everyone, I get all that, thank you!) What I didn’t realize on the second attempt on Facebook was the platform was the reunion and the “connections” was done through the packetwaves and through the damned-blue app.

In this experience, I learned the hard and painful way that these Millennials

• Lacked the ability to self-reflect. They never took responsibility of any mistake, they were quick to make it look like I was the self-centered person 110%
• Lacked empathy. They may had been sympathetic (i.e. they legit felt bad for me) the inability to relate (or attempt to for that matter) didn’t work.
• The level of just seeing some really wild stuff and felt well my screen on my phone is protecting me from actually having to do anything like virtually hold hands.
• They are white and healthy people so they will never have to deal with this in their lifetime (in reality I hope their kids have a mild autism like me to just mellow them up. Sorry for coming off rarely passive agressive.)

So for all those Concord-elites, ugly mama-bears thinking inclusion in a post Laconia State School world was so great, it wasn’t. In one of the top largest towns in the State of New Hampshire, Londonderry was the quiencencial example of ramped  ableism coming from a generation that was praised for “diversity”. But having “nerodiversity” just makes things more complicated and prolongs the problem of not fitting in. The Londonderry School District can say “yes I did do mainstreaming in the 90s and it worked” but in theory. The people and worse the Class of 2005’s parents could be far from that. Their parents grew up when Laconia was well alive and well. And they don’t even have a clue what happened there.

I strongly dislike Millennials and it will be a hard sell to trust anyone born after 1982 and before 1995. There’s a special place in hell for those who do not see my group the why I wished I could be seen.