The community comes forward

He was eleven, a fairly typical kid for his age, with one exception that comes to mind: he was a fan of My Little Pony, and he wasn’t going to change that for anypony.

Then came the rage, the bullying, the anger. At eleven, you wonder why, and maybe you think it’s your fault. And you get out the rope.

It didn’t kill Michael Morones, but it came too close for comfort. Pony fans put together a short fundraiser to help cover the kid’s medical expenses; it raised five grand in something like ten hours. The donations kept coming in. The goal was raised to $10,000, then to $20,000. As of last night over $33,000 had been donated.

This quote from the fund site seems pertinent:

I read about Michael the other day at the everfree network and have seen news about him daily. When I saw the photo of him in the hospital bed with all the tubes I couldn’t help but shed a tear for the poor kid. I myself was bullied in high school and teased all my school life. Early on I was teased and shunned for being poor. But then when I was 10 years old I was severely burned in an explosion. High school was a very difficult time for me. My sophomore year I was basically physically assaulted leaving science class and to make things worse the school administration turned a blind eye. I was targeted for being different because of my scars and appearance. I’ve grown since then and I still have a philosophy in life. Enjoy your life and be grateful for what you have. Don’t feel pressure to be like everyone else. I enjoy the things and act how I want to as long as it’s not hurting anybody. MLP is just another positive message in a world where kids need more hope, magic, and friendship, in their lives. Bullying should never ever be accepted and Michael nor anyone else should have to hide what they like or who they are simply because others don’t understand. We are all different yet the same.

“How dare you like what I don’t like!” is not, and will never be, a viable philosophy, its echoes in far-off lands like the District of Columbia notwithstanding.







4 comments »

  1. fillyjonk »

    3 February 2014 · 4:03 pm

    Even after all these years, even after seeing as much of humanity as I have, I’m still amazed how how some people are so capable of being complete and total jerks to other people.

    (“jerks” doesn’t even seem like a strong enough word here. There’s a soullessness to a person who drives someone to that kind of action.)

  2. McGehee »

    4 February 2014 · 9:37 am

    Not one of the kids who tried to bully me was soulless, they merely had forgotten they had souls. I know that because when I started defending myself they suddenly remembered.

    Bullied kids who plot revenge instead of simply fighting back in the moment are no less evil than the bullies.

  3. fillyjonk »

    5 February 2014 · 9:44 am

    Yes, but if someone has forgotten for long enough, do they not become so?

    I loved school but hated the social interactions from roughly 3rd grade to high school. I’m somewhat of an antisocial hermit today because the lesson I learned from my peers was “you’re weird and you shouldn’t show your face in public and no one likes you.”

    So I react pretty strongly to cases of teasing/bullying.

  4. Dr. Weevil »

    5 February 2014 · 6:01 pm

    I knew a HS student once – later valedictorian – who dealt with a bullying problem the way everyone told him he should. One day when the bully was harrassing him, he punched the guy with all his strength right on the chin and broke . . . his own hand. Had to wear a cast for months, and the bully was unhurt. I don’t recall whether the bully backed off or not, and if he did whether it was out of pity.

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