I can be pretty negative and confrontational sometimes but when push comes to shove I'm obstinately optimistic. It's fun to stick it to people who call themselves "realists" when really they're just glass-half-empty whiners.
Cynically optimistic brofist, buddy.
The earliest years of school, I knew exactly one "bully", and he was cast in the Afterschool Special mold - a big tall ugly guy who had a rough life and took it out on everyone and everyone hated and pitied him for it. That lasted as long as the third grade.
"Bullying", which itself was a word that if uttered would get you beat up for being an anachronistic pussy, was a way of life at the school district I moved to. And it seemed like almost every one of them knew me by name. Its hard to say that there was even a distinction - everyone gave each other shit all the time, the only real difference was proactivity and choice of targets. And the district management abandoned any attempt at justice or order, and instituted a policy that only if a fistfight breaks out in the direct vision of an employee would any action be taken, and then everybody involved gets the same city citation and week of expulsion no matter the circumstances. Which I guess was actually an improvement over elementary school, when I got beaten up five times in two years, and the principle figured the problem must have been with me. Clearly if I made a better attempt to fit in, I'd get beat up less. Lets start by making you stand in front of the class and talk about yourself once a week.
I'm rambling. The point is, even the Senior year of highschool was a massively calmer time than any year prior, and since gradeschool, there is no place where it is institutionally acceptable to be a jackass. I've met two people who could be called "bullies" in college, and one of them I had plenty of friendly conversations with afterward anyway. You just had to stay away from his triggers.
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