Snap, Crackle, Pop


I believe I was stuck down here in the recesses of Leon’s subconscious because of the lack of oxygen experienced at birth. I see and feel what Leon does, but I have no say or control over whatever he, or should I say, do. Leon is not aware I am part of his psyche. My circumstance is somewhat comparable to that of a stroke victim or person in a coma, they can hear and feel everything around them, but they can’t respond and are totally helpless.

Leon and I tend to see things differently. Up is down, black is white, right is wrong; everything has always been backwards with us. This is why, to keep my sanity, I decided to call myself Noel.

It’s been a long and frustrating thirty years of never being able to relate to the outside world what I think and who I think are or should be. There is a single process whereby Leon and I have acquired two distinct personal identities; it is how were singularly exposed to the norms, values, behavior, and social skills growing up, but the end result was we were socialized differently.   Unfortunately for me, my behavioral patterns have remained dormant and Leon’s have thrived. I am he, but he is not me.

Leon’s overall behavior, his educational, career and personal choices, have caused me considerable distress. For example, his interactions with people, mode of dress, and even the way and what he eats is indicative of a socially degraded, acutely primitive, and extremely brutal character. Leon has intentionally remained unacquainted with the world beyond his immediate orbit. In short, he is a troglodyte; hence so am I.

I’ve always been thankful for the fact that our parents defiantly disapprove of the course Leon has taken life.  Their guidance, support and efforts over the years to properly bring up to be a productive member of society has had a positive influence on me, but did little or nothing for Leon.  In times of complete exasperation with , Dad has kiddingly asked Mom, “Are you sure Joey the Garbage Man is not Leon’s real father?”

 





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