Thank You Brother John for Watching Big Titty Porn at School

This is a true story about Coach King and Vice Principal Irene Suarez

Intro

Academics were very important to my family and therefore a lot of time and money invested. One of those methods was through an education at Nolan Catholic High School in Fort Worth, Texas. Not being Catholic, the whole being miserable and low-down bothered me so much instead of bowing my head I’d close my eyes and look up.

If they wanna look at the dirt, so be it, I wanna be heard.

All photos taken by me from yearbooks in my possession. At the end there is another note. The only reason I’m finally all-out comfortable writing this is I’m in the Journalism business and this is a noteworthy story no matter if it was 25 years ago. I remember it clearly.

Meet Coach Jack King

Coach King “taught” a handful of computer courses, and looking back, yeah he taught C++ from a book. He mostly just ran our stuff through the compiler for errors. Once we figured out he wasn’t as good as we were getting, and his attitude was pretty condescending and shitty, well, he did it to himself. Really, what follows will totally click.

During C++ class, a small sub-group figured out how to enable and use the built-in basic text chat networking feature on the Windows XP machines at the time. There was no name, no real identifier other than like a session number, something like eight digits. Basically it was a weird little terminal and we would use it during class on the sly.

I messed up because I accidentally left my chat window open — when closed, it deleted all traces. Open, the entire thread was still there. So, it was clear which messages were from me on that machine, but Coach King had a superiority complex. His superiority complex, in those messages, was being mocked as he was teaching by a couple of well known smart and rebellious guys.

Are you familiar with the idea an authority might just be waiting for one thing they can grab and make a big deal out of and finally put you away for good, whether you deserved it or not?

Meet Brother John

Brother John was responsible for the Computer Lab. He did a great job. Really, the guy was patient, knew what he did know and was supportive of us when we made progress. Yeah, we kind of worked the guy a little bit when we installed Duke Nukem 3D on our P2 266 machines and when he asked about it…

Oh it’s okay Brother John, we made this game!

Whether he really bought it or not, whatever, he let us play and we made sure to be on his side as much as possible, because sometimes people would get frustrated and it wasn’t his fault. Well, one thing he did do that a classmate saw and shared on the down-low…Brother John liked videos of Big Titty Curvy Women. Of all the things, us group of guys saw nothing wrong with that and laughed really hard. We couldn’t tell him, we wouldn’t tell anybody else, but we saw the humanity in it.

Here’s to you, Brother John, for saving my ass from…

Meet Irene Suarez

Vice Principal Suarez hated me the most for blasting by her gated community and sometimes her Pearl White Caddy on the way to the same place. The entire time I was there, she was the Vice Principal. As can be expected with a lovable fun Brother Oscar as Principal, Ms. Suarez was the hammer.

Maybe she saw this as her chance to finally put me in my place and I’m pretty sure she relished in it when Coach King told her about the situation. It was my machine, so, let’s bring him in. That was the extent of the Catholic Thinking by Irene Suarez, if we’re being generous.

If we’re not being generous, the following would make her and Coach King look like two Catholics who are skipping Purgatory and going Straight to Hell because I will never, ever forgive them. Guilt is their trip. May they ride it to the deserved end.

The Conversation in Vice Principal Suarez’s Office — Paraphrased

Coach King: Tell us who wrote those things or you’re going to be in trouble.

Me: Why? I didn’t write them. I was a witness.

VP Suarez: It was on your machine.

Me: And I didn’t write those things.

VP Suarez: We are going to hold you responsible.

Me: Wait, what? Coach King, really?

Coach King: Tell us, it’s up to you and you should do it.

Me: Wait, no, you want me to tell? This is really bad, I didn’t write those things.

VP Suarez: They were on your machine.

Me: Is this really how you want to keep going?

Coach King: OKAY! I was going to help you out, but if this is your attitude, forget it!

Me: Help me out, how? You brought me in here!

VP Suarez: You are going to be held responsible.

Me: Coach King, are you really sure?

Coach King: You’ll be responsible.

Me: Okay…

The two people who wrote those comments are [REDACTED 1] and [REDACTED 2] and I know how much both of you are looking for the final straw to kick out REDACTED 2 for good, and the only reason I’m telling you this…

…is because Brother John is looking at pornography on his computer in the lab, and if you think I should be held responsible for what other people do, then you should really clean up your own house first. Now, if you come down too hard on them, we all will know why. So, I told you, are we done?

The End

Esto Dux

Coach King and Brother John were not included in the 2000 Memories Edition Yearbook based on my page-by-page turn earlier today, but Irene’s photo came from that edition.

Coach King that year was my AP Calculus Teacher. Not in the Faculty Page whatsoever. Not in the Coaching pages. Any other copies floating around that may or may not be different in case they tried to not jog my memory, oh, maybe 25 years later? Pretty sure Coach King’s Daughter graduated from there too, you know, free ride for kids of Faculty, but if he wasn’t really Faculty…