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  • Weaponized Nostalgia: The dangers of returning to old towns, jobs and relationships

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    B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

    Feb 2, 2025

    Welcome back to The Buckinchere Transcendence. Today is Sunday, February 2, 2025, my first article for 2025. I hope you all have had a restful and recuperative solstice, as did I. With that in mind, now is the time to get back on your purpose.

    2025 is the year to honor your passions, whatever they may be. My personal goal for this year is to continue discussing existential ideas, especially as it pertains to social interactions within society, but with an added feature.

    I will also be incorporating a monthly review of novels, short stories and other forms of creativity. The review will be posted on the last Sunday of each month, and I hope you all will thoroughly enjoy it. Now, on to the topic at hand.

    Nostalgia is tempting. You leave your childhood hometown behind, along with all of its familiarities, and venture out into the world at large in pursuit of finding your purpose. At first, it’s really rough to get a leg in the door, but after a while, you kind of get the hang of it.

    Your secret haters are exposed, you make friends along the way, and in the process of all these happenings, you finally figure out who you really are on an individual level, and you also discover your niche.

    You have an awesome job in tech, a cool new ride, a swanky new pad, a hot new girlfriend, and more cash lying around than you thought was ever possible to see during a single lifetime, or so it feels to you based on where you are coming from. Things are going really great for you right now. As we say in Jamaica, “life finally ‘gree wid yuh.”

    After many years of hard work and discipline, you finally get a holiday weekend and decide to drive back to your hometown, just to visit your folks and see how everybody is doing.

    It’s been so long since you have last seen the folks back home, “I bet they’d be really glad to finally see me again after all this time,” you think to yourself while packing your suitcase. “And I bet they’d be proud to learn of my accomplishments.” Ah yes, nostalgia is tempting, isn’t it?

    You load up the car, pack some snacks for the long trip ahead, and drive six hours and three states away from your current city. When you get there, everybody is all smiles at first. Old grudges seem to be forgotten, and everybody seems really happy to see you again.

    Of course they are! It’s only the first night. But don’t worry, the honeymoon will be over by morning, and even if old grudges really are forgotten, a new one is brewing under the surface, one that is deeper than you could ever imagine.

    You suddenly find yourself constantly at odds with them. You are constantly walking on eggshells, unable to appease them, and they are constantly taunting you with it. You know it’s not really about the way you hold your fork to eat. But what did you do? You’ve only been back for one night after years of absence.

    “Was it something I said? Is it because I missed Thanksgiving last year?” You wonder to yourself. Perplexed, you decide to visit some of your old high school buddies, hoping they’d be different, but everybody and their brother is throwing shade your way. You finally decide to visit your ex, and she’s the worst of them all. Nostalgia may be tempting, but isn’t so sweet after all, is it?

    You’re puzzled as to why everyone is acting so strange, but it’s only after you return to your new life that you are actually able to view what happened through an objective lens. You have a moment of epiphany when it finally dawns on you that maybe, just maybe, it really is the suit and the car after all.

    You can’t believe it! How could they all be so shallow? I mean, after all, it’s just a material possession that you cannot take with you to your grave. Perhaps you didn’t know them as well as you thought you did.

    Because if you did, then you would know that the folks back home are nothing more than some lowbrow normies who are just out to defend the status quo of their little community, and they wouldn’t mind sacrificing you in the process if it means that they can cover their tracks.

    I know you may be tempted to overthink it, but don’t. There’s nothing that you could have done differently. They are what they are, and you just didn’t know any better, that’s not your fault.

    What is your fault is if you know the truth and keep going back and revisiting old situations from your former life that no longer serve you. Be it old towns, old friends, old jobs, or old relationships.

    The reason why they were all acting so strange is because they envy you for rising above their measure of your worth, and also for surpassing them. They should have been focusing on their own self-improvement instead of slandering your name all over town, but they didn’t. Your success exposes them by comparison, and that was when they all collectively made up their minds.

    You see, they knew that it wouldn’t be too long before you started growing nostalgic, that you started longing for the comforting lies of the past, and that is exactly what they were all banking on.

    Unfortunately, you unknowingly fell right for their little trap, and they were able to regain access to you much too easily. They made you come to them of your own free will. How much easier does it get?

    With that access, they were able to shame and guilt you for your new life, and your new self. The goal was to make you grow to hate your life, to make you dumb yourself down to a state that is more palatable for their taste, whether or not they were conscious of it, and nine times out of ten, they knew exactly what they were doing.

    The advent of social media doesn’t really help matters much, because it creates a world where privacy concerns are consistently diminished.

    “But that doesn’t make any sense,” you may be wondering. Oh, but it makes perfect sense. “Well, don’t most families usually chastise the underachiever?” No, that only happens on television, with very few exceptions in real life.

    Most families and communities consist of normies who themselves are underachievers. Wouldn’t it make perfect sense for eccentrics to chastise underachievers while normies chastise overachievers?

    Your biggest problem is that you didn’t know who you really are. If you knew, you wouldn’t have accepted certain jobs in the past, nor would you remain in certain relationships and friend groups, taking abuse from others.

    If you knew who you are, you would easily be able to see how the folks back home really are by contrast, and by default, weaponized nostalgia would have no effect on you.

    I get it! For much of your life so far, you genuinely thought you were one of them. They even had you acting and thinking like them. But even then, they knew you were different, they just didn’t want you to know. So they proceeded to gaslight you, then sat back watching as you tried to impress them, knowing that you don’t know the truth about yourself.

    They were hoping it would be that way forever. But you unwittingly exposed them for what they are when you continued to evolve regardless, and their fragile egos simply couldn’t handle that.

    You gave them the benefit of the doubt, due to your benevolent nature, but they are not the same as you are, they operate from a  place of group think. They understand that one of you simply does not fit, and they respect the law of compatibility, to which they actually have a point in that regard.

    Those of us who are talented should do the same, find others who are eccentric and like-minded, and stick together. Form an impermeable shield, build a kingdom, and kick anybody out who doesn’t belong there. You were born to stand out.

    The more you ascend into your new life, the more you will strip away the hard, protective outer shell, which is your ego, and become more of who you really are. This will happen naturally, and without thought.

    The first step ahead is to divest from dereliction. Every time after that when you are reminded of who you used to be, and who you allowed to be around you, sweet nostalgia will turn into an intense urge to purge your guts. Or you might just smile and shake your head, depending on your personality. But no matter what you do, never return to old towns, jobs and relationships.

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  • Your colleagues are NOT your friends

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    B. Lorenzo Buckinchere

    Jan 7, 2024

    Exactly one year ago on this day, I was fired from my promising job, at an airport near San Diego. I stood up for the sake of truth, and what I believed in, by exposing the rotten pigs who were trying to railroad me. And although I wasn’t expecting it, it would be nice to have the support of my colleagues. Perhaps the very colleagues who were constantly complaining to me about management every Saturday night in my car as I was dropping them off from work. But to my lack of surprise, you could almost hear a pin drop while I was being railroaded, and sure enough, one year later, where are they now? Just like that, a familiar feeling has washed over me, and I thought to myself, “here we go again!” The question is, why do I keep missing the red flags, and what red flags did I miss this time?

    The first answer is actually quite simple. I keep missing the red flags because the red flags keep changing, which means that they must have been studying me behind my back to see how much I know, and what kind of game they can run. Each Psy-Op is conducted on a case by case basis. It also helps if my ex-colleagues are involved in gang-stalking, and there is some kind of pre-existing file on me that they were able to access. Why else would it seem like they already knew who I was when I was just meeting them for the first time? Technology has made gang-stalking easier! Never forget where we live, or when we live.

    Although details may change on a case by case basis, the one red flag that never changes is that colleagues (usually females) tried befriending me much too quickly. Real friendships are based on trust, and often take years to build. So if you feel like the friendship is moving too fast, especially at work, you are not the one in charge of the friendship. They are taking you for a ride, and a pretty wild one at that. No friendship should ever feel forced, or controlled. That’s really toxic, and should trigger off loud, blaring red flags in your head.

    Another red flag is if you notice an imbalance in the gender with whom you find yourself interacting more often. In my case, I was a man having more contact with females than males. Out of context, it may sound like I have just won the lottery. But remember that you are supposed to be having balanced interactions with everyone when you are at work, and always keep it professional. At one point, there were so many female colleagues, that they almost drowned out my potential to interact with male colleagues, and only so I could give them rides in my car and listen to their problems.

    I am not saying that you can’t have female friends, but not at work, and not when it’s just that many of them. That is usually a red flag that they are all part of a clique, and that they formed their clique first before deciding to befriend you. Before I knew it, they all started approaching me, one after the other without me realizing that it was more, or less the same type of girls. That’s someone trying to commandeer your life as a group.

    My ex-colleagues even helped the female manager who tried to railroad me, by inviting me to a baby shower at the last minute, and then lied that they invited me earlier. Only to help the manager spy on me by proxy, after I was already fired. It would never cross my mind to do that to anyone, but to them, it came naturally. If you like having female friends, that’s on you, but as far as I’m concerned, women make really shitty friends. They can’t even stand each other for pete’s sake! How could I expect them to be a good friend towards me? Anyway, bottom line! You need your male homies. A woman’s only place is in my bed.

    Heterosexual members of opposite genders generally don’t make very good platonic friends in any case. Even if there is no sexual tension on one part, there is bound to be sexual tension on the part of the other, which can be a very lonely experience. And even if there is no sexual tension on the part of either of them, the man is still somewhat susceptible to feminine charm, which makes it easier for her to manipulate him. The best, and brightest of men have fallen prey to the charm of the woman.

    Examples of such men would include Samson, Ahab, and King David. Your male colleagues are by no means innocent in any of this. Men can be the biggest simps when it comes to females, and will generally just support whatever she wants, at your expense. What usually happens is that everyone at the job agrees to target the one whom they feel is the safest option, and doubles down on their onslaught when their intended target fights back.

    You probably woke up to go to work with the intention of being nice to everyone. To reciprocate the friendship of anyone who befriended you, whom you also liked. But as the saying goes, “The road to HELL is paved with good intentions.” Most of your colleagues on the other hand woke up with the intention of doing whatever it takes to get ahead in the world. To kowtow to the boss, and support whatever narrative they push, however false it is. To get what they want by befriending any unsuspecting colleague. To gang-stalk, and railroad anyone they feel is a safe target (or a threat), and still expect to get treated like a good, upstanding human being, by the very people they have targeted.

    In short, your colleagues are NOT your friends. They are your competition, and they will do whatever it takes to provide food for themselves and their children. Even while they are smiling in your face, they have not lost sight of the fact that they still see you as the competition. They are hoping they can convince you otherwise, but they themselves will never forget.

    They are watching you, and waiting for the moment you make a mistake, so they can report you, get you fired, and take your share. Zero for you, double for them. They can sleep well at night so long as they can convince themselves that they did it for their kids, and that you somehow deserve what you got. This is by definition, a rat race. And who else do you expect to find in a rat race, if not a bunch of rat bastards?

    I am not saying to go to work, and be anti-social. All I am saying is to keep it amicable, but stay alert, remain impartial, and ultimately plan your exit strategy from day one. For example, you might say something to the effect of, “I’m only going to work here for 2 years to save my start-up capital so I don’t have to work for such a blasted bunch of ingrates anymore.”

    If you happen to make friends on the job, it probably won’t happen in the short term. True work friendships usually begin after you have both left the job, as hindsight is 20/20, and the best measure of loyalty. If you were able to survive the entire tenure without trying to back-stab each other, you probably would not realize that until after the end of your tenure.

    Ultimately, try to find friends outside of work. Even if you are new in town, like I was when I first started that job, get out of the house more often. Go out to your local bars and taverns during your free time. You never know who you could meet. You can finally bask in the sharing of experiences with others of similar walk, without the looming threat of rat race competition.

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