When the Shallow End of the Gene Pool Gradumacates

I had originally considered posting a small little “Yay, I’m finally graduating!” thread when I read this thread which got me thinking a lot. I have no desire to pit a person in particular, just a mindset. I wanted to post something in the Pit but them’s murky waters and my Pit-fu is pretty weak so I thought I’d try to roll my two posts into one. Here goes!

 For those not wishing to click on the link, the original post is about a 16-year old male who decided to lay down in the road and get run over on purpose. It seems to be on purpose, as he angrily punched a car that actually refused to go over him. Many people are calling him idiotic for his actions, which I can understand. I will not say whether or not I agree with that. Either way, it just pisses me off when people devolve into the “Hurr hurr shallow end of the gene pool! Good riddance! That’s just mother nature’s way of weeding out the stupid. Oh no, they reproduced! Nature failed!!one!”, as if stupid is hereditary. It seems like those people who have that “shallow-gene pool” mindset have set up an artificial caste system;  those at the shallow end and their offspring will always be at the shallow end and that’s that, good riddance to those that die and don’t reproduce, it must be chlorinated once in a while, etc. etc. whatever.

 I was definitely born from the shallow end of the gene pool. Dad was a pothead car-lover whose main concerns were teenage hijinks and fast riding. He barely managed to scrape by high school and got in trouble with the law here and there. Mom was self-centered, extremely naïve, and a serial cheater (and she actually devolved over time). Both were chain smokers, alcoholics, and dabbled in cocaine. Neither had much direction in their future; they held down basic jobs and were just interested in partying with friends of similar behavior. I was definitely not a planned child. By many of those screaming “cleanse the gene pool!”, my parents would have been cleaned out. I would not be here. My friends- offspring of alcoholics, cheaters, abusers, you name it- would also not exist and, judging by the parent-related threads I’ve read here, many of the great people on this board wouldn’t be here, neither.

 These pro-cleaning people can’t see what they would miss. They don’t see my father turning his life around and working his ass off to make sure his children got the best he could provide for them. They don’t see how a boy whose biggest concern was being prosecuted for hitting a guy with his car (the guy stole his pot!) into a man who is going through the most laborious time in his life yet also gives things to his less-fortunate employees. They don’t see the great, productive people that are birthed by the ones at the shallow end. One best friend who was given up to her aunt by her slacker father and nearly non-existent mother worked her ass off in all levels of school to get a full academic scholarship to Yale. My other best friend, the result of an affair between a 40-year old nothing and an extremely alcoholic 18-year old, blossomed into an all around great person not only academically (another full scholarship receiver) but also as a productive person to society, providing her family caring for family when her alcoholic mother got cancer and caring for her physically handicapped (as a result of the mother’s extreme alcoholism) brother when he too developed cancer. These two girls are doing more things in their lifetime now than some people from a normal family wouldn’t do in ten.

 Again, the lot of us wouldn’t even be here if it was up to those with the stupid gene-pool mentality.

 I’m the first to graduate in my family, but you’ve got to start somewhere. I’ve worked my ass off for four years here, even more in high school just to get here. I went lived on the other side of the earth for a year. I became the head student and advisor of underclassmen in my department. Like a lot of my friends, I took a crappy situation and made it better.  We’re going to keep making it better. We could have stayed at the shallow end but believe it or not, people can rise above the situation. Although we were born from not-so-great people, we ourselves are not the scum of the earth (or in this case, pool). Like some of my family members and so many people on this board we became productive, contributing members to society.

 Walking to the quad (or in case of the severe storms we’ve been having lately, the gym), I’ll be looking for my dad, sister, aunt and uncle- remnants of a dysfunctional family that I love so much. Sitting in my chair at the ceremony today, I’m going to remember that thread and struggle to keep from laughing aloud. Now, if you’ll excuse me, this droplet from the shallow end of the gene pool is going to go try on her cap and gown and get ready to graduate from college.

Congratulations on a hard-earned victory!

As for the “shallow end of the gene pool” naysayers - consider the source. They’re just people on a message board trying to be cool. I have a feeling if they actually knew the people they make fun of, they wouldn’t be saying these things.

I’m very proud of you, and I don’t even know you! As well as the other people you mentioned. Good job.

Yay!

Great work, babe. Enjoy your day, with your family of course, it’s a great day to just be happy and proud of all your achievements.

Good OP. Then again, I’m biased, as I’m pretty much the product of a similarly shallow gene pool. Gene puddle, perhaps.

My mother’s side of the family-- heavy on mental illness and suicide, child abuse, substance abuse. My father’s side of the family-- heavy on alcoholism and substance abuse. Both sides, poverty-ridden and uneducated. My mom lost her first child to SIDS, and was counseled by well-meaning but “better” folk that it was for the best. I was unplanned, sickly, and barely made it through childhood. My father was (and probably still is) an alcoholic, drug-using child- and wife-abuser who skipped out on child support mere months into his divorce, and who was living a dilapidated trailer in Georgia last I’d heard.

Me, I got to grow up in poverty and ill-health, raised by a single mom who turned to hardcore fundamentalism to keep her brain on track. Got to begin dealing with the heavier mental health issues myself from 12 or so (including really weird behavior, especially when my brain would decide to go awry), dropped out after junior high, dealt with a few years of abuse at the hands of a stepfather, then ran away after one night of abuse became the last straw. I lived in my car in the middle of winter, and ever since have worked at menial, unskilled-labor jobs to keep my head above water.

Eventually I met and married a girl who was a bit young and from a similar situation; I can imagine that we looked for all the world like a low-IQ white trash couple, wearing black concert t-shirts and driving in rusted-out buckets to get some cigarettes. Eventually we broke up, and her family even commented that I had no future. Funny.

Through it all, I had somehow picked out the very rough diamonds present in many of those bad situations. By the time I was 18, I was a hard worker (working two jobs most of the time since then), self-reliant, and knew enough of the effects of drugs, alcohol, abuse, and more to keep myself on my toes and make sure I was on the straight and narrow. (Cigarettes excepted, and those I kicked years ago.) My mom, while having been fundie for a while, was also fiercely independent from her experiences, and passed that on as well.

Right now, I’m near graduation myself, with a degree in mathematics. (I’ll have a second degree in philosophy from another university a semester or two later). I’ve been doing student mentoring, both at university and high school level, for a few years now. Tutoring in math (from pre-algebra to real analysis), student instructor for several philosophy classes. Created, from scratch, the programs at my university for those student instructor posts. Helped more than a few students through difficult spots (educational and/or personal), one at a time, with a lot of empathy and understanding. All while working full-time overnight, keeping a 4.0 GPA, and having no debt. I think I’ve done well, and, frankly, I think I have been a benefit to society: I’ve already seen a few of “my” students graduate and succeed in various ways (I’m part-time, so I’ve been in the odd position of helping out folks who will finish school way before me).

But, yeah, when I was 16 and off my rocker a bit, and was doing crazy/emo stuff that could easily have gotten me killed, I can imagine that many people could have pointed and said that the world would have been better off without me.

Brownian motion and the sdmb are propelling you toward the deep end as we post. Congrats!

I think you should have gone to The Pit. You would have done a good job. Woulda spiced things up a bit.

Now, go get a job.

Excellent OP, and congratulations, I know just what you mean by the naysayers and frankly I think it’s just thinly-veiled classism.

I had a rough upbringing too, with a Mom married 4 times by the time I turned 11. There was abuse, neglect, poverty, etc, and when it became really unbearable I ran away to live with my Aunt and legally emancipated when I was 17. I graduated Salutatorian of my high school class while working full-time to support myself my senior year of high school. That was a very difficult time for me, and it didn’t help that everyone was basically waiting for me to get knocked up or develop a drug addiction or something equally self-destructive. Now I’m a University of Michigan cum laude graduate and some day I’m going to earn a Ph.D. But more importantly than what I’ve ‘‘achieved’’ – I’m a happy, wise, level-headed, non-destructive person who is genuinely committed to making the world a better place. I would sooner die than perpetuate the suffering inflicted on me – that is the real triumph there, not the degree. When I look in the mirror I see someone who, unlike most people in my family, is willing to acknowledge when things are wrong and make them right. I own up to my flaws and I constantly try to become a better person. I am prouder of that than anything else.

People who would make judgments about someone’s life and value based on their name, their social position, whatever… forget 'em. Nobody would have predicted I’d be where I am today, including the person who knew me best, my Aunt, who told me the other day that she is ‘‘absolutely amazed’’ at the person I have become given my upbringing. And yes, I love my dysfunctional family. It’s the only one I’ve got. Despite everything, I wouldn’t trade for any other family. They are all beautiful in their own way, but more importantly, observing them has taught me so much. I’m only 25, but I feel like I’ve lived a hundred different lives, and learned a thousand different life lessons, just by watching them and being affected by their choices. I’m not ashamed of who they are, and I sure as fuck am not ashamed of who I am.

Have a fabulous graduation, and don’t let anybody else tell you who you are or what value you have to society. I don’t even know you, but I’m really proud of you. I look forward to meeting you on the 28th.

Thanks for the responses everyone. It’s always great to read your stories of triumph and know that I’m not the only one who thinks that this “gene pool” mentality is moronic.

I graduated! It felt like it took forever, but I did it! The weather was perfect and everything, it started to storm only 15 minutes after the ceremony so I was happy that it waited until we were finished. We went out, celebrated, and now I’m back at my house beginning the last summer break before entering the adult world. :cool:

Thanks for starting this thread. That other thread you linked to in the OP was very troubling to me as well. I didn’t post in there, though I might, because the harshness just depressed me. Congratulations on your accomplishments (and you too, Olives and Student Driver) and best to you.

Hey, OP, great post.

Thanks!

I wasn’t born to or raised by people from the “shallow end”, but my dad was. He pulled himself up from basically nothing and I’m proud to think of him doing it. So here’s to you and him!

I think you are being a bit harsh to the smart-mouths. On an anonymous message board, one can express the knee-jerk annoyance at that kind of behavior. It’s not just ‘stupid’, it’s damned selfish and stupid.

There are lots of dangerously selfish & self-destructive people in this world; some are rich or lucky and survive; some aren’t, and die, and it is not always easy to mourn them if you didn’t know them.

I, and every blood relative and respected friend I have, have all done stupid and dangerous things in our youths. We didn’t survive just from blind luck; we survived because our Idiocy Quotients were just low enough (and we were lucky).

My (late) parents could be presented as a laundry list of poor attributes and few advantages, and they made mistakes until the days they died. But that wouldn’t be the full truth; they did a lot more with a lot less than others, and had some very admirable attributes, and turned the least likely circumstances to advantages. I don’t think my degree and homes and nice little white collar makes me better than them.

I loved them, and I respected them and what they did accomplish, and I would never even imply a comparison to the deceased in the linked story.

How dare you be a decent human being niko! I have a right mind to propose you be eradicated.

I too think you should have lobbed this post grenade into the pit. Maybe some of the cold-hearted pitizens would have reconsidered things.

Congratulations. What you have accomplished is no mean feat. And you are by NO means the shallow end, you are the beginning of new and bright future of accomplishment.

And don’t you ever dare to forget that!

Thanks everyone, I really appreciate the warm words and supportive stories.

I graduated with a major in International and Area Studies (focusing on Japan) and minor in Japanese. Being a liberal arts college, I also took a gazillion classes outside my focus (computer programing, mythology, digital art, Spanish 202, etc). The college is pretty tough; I remember wanting to transfer out my second quarter in.
It’s a little scary because I have $40k in debt now. Granted, it’s a steal considering I went here for 4 years of college for the cost of 1 year. I’m not sure what I want to do, though. I really like linguistics. I’m hoping to enter a program next June that will get me teaching credentials and possibly even teach English. I could always go back to Japan if worst comes to worst, but I’d like to leave that option open for last as I have way too many people here that I would miss. I’m not too worried because I don’t like being lazy and stagnant for too long, it’s just the idea of finding a job seems so daunting!
I’m also driving from Detroit to Sacramento at the end of summer, funnnnnn! :stuck_out_tongue: So I’m really looking forward to seeing all of the Michidopers before having to leave.