Crowam 281 by Nunez Frank

Author:Nunez, Frank [Nunez, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2015-04-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

I was known throughout Crowam as “the American.” I don't know what all the hubbub was about, but my being an American made me stick out like a sore thumb. Maybe it was the way I talked, which was not proper and well-mannered like the Brits. Tom especially liked calling me a Yank, the tall goofy bastard. I wonder if he knew that he was a goofy bastard. Some guys knew they were goofy bastards, while others were completely oblivious to it.

I was back in Professor Vanden’s class. I was intoxicated with boredom. It was hard trying to stay awake. Vanden was lecturing us about the Russian Revolution. I didn't give three shits about the Russian Revolution. Vladimir Lennon, the Czar. Figures in history that I had very little interest in. His eyes lit up with excitement, talking about Lennon as if he was some sort of prophet. I never met a communist before. I always heard about how dangerous communists were, but I didn't see what the big deal was. All Vanden did was talk about how workers need to unite and capitalism was the exploitation of the poor. I don't think anybody in class even knew what the hell he was talking about. I think he just liked hearing himself talk. Vanden lectured on about the past and its relevance to the future and the historical context of not just the Russian revolution but also other events that shaped the modern world. His pompous attitude gave the impression that he thought he was the ambassador of all that his history and that he holds the key to knowledge and understanding. Frankly, he just seemed like a hypocrite.

As far as I was concerned, everybody was a hypocrite; some people just make it more obvious than others. Communists, fascists, they all were the same to me. I quit trying to listen to Vanden’s lecture. Hannah preoccupied my mind. I wanted to see her again. I though about what the other students were thinking in their chaotic minds. I doubt it was about history. But with every lecture Vanden made sure he planted the seed of propaganda into the minds of each student to contribute in his own way to a new world order.

I saw some of the other boys drift off. Mr. Vanden would grab his trusty ruler and smack each sleeping boy upside the head. You could tell he took pleasure in it, just as much pleasure as talking about Lennon gave him. "Gentleman. I have the results of your assessments. The purpose of the assessment was to determine your field of occupation once you leave here. I think you'll find the assessment enlightening.” Vanden went by each student with his clipboard, one by one blurting out one menial job after another. Tom made out as a mechanic. How the idiot got that is beyond me. I wouldn’t trust him with fixing a tinker toy let alone an engine.

Vanden finally made it to me. "Ah Mr. Hudson. Let us see here.

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