Phoenixville cold, dark, and dirty, home of the human slag pile ,truly a town without pity.The rusting steel mill sat idly in the center of the town a ruin of what had been 19
century advanced technology. It sat like a rusting ,rotting, ruined temple to the god of steel, a god ultimately without merit, a god without power in the affairs of humans. Acentury’s worth of waste material surrounding it ,hid the small tributary streamleading to the river transportation system. This waterway was once teeming with life but now barren due to the pollution from the now idle steel mill.The drugged youth hung around the streets waiting for a life they would never have their burned out eyes were fearful of a dark future determined by a failing system.Let us visit the local gulag that passes for a high school .Vincent Bear carried his books through the hallways as if they were a footballcarried on some long lost field of glory where he had smashed his feeble brain endlesslyagainst his opponents .He was a big person with a face of a roman but ravaged by pastalcohol and tobacco use .He was the coach of the football team, which was his reason for being there .Never having made it in the sports world he became a small town coachinspiring mindless aggression in his charges .He also propagandized as a world historyteacher an easy subject even someone of his limited intelligence could parrot.He languished in this teaching position for years a sort of payoff for hiscoaching duties .When the town had declined to the point that the hopeless futureawakened a deep fear in the inhabitants ,causing students at the school to rebel against themindless system trapping them, he was made vice principle.….You might wonder why such a person would be elevated to this position ?Hefilled a need ,that of prison camp director, a mindless tough person who would instillfear in the youth. A fear he enforced by mindless class room rages where he slammedstudents and their desks over. He screamed in hormonal rages induced by hisaggressive sports past .This was accepted by the town , as the only respected peoplefrom this school were sports people ,modern gladiators whose mindless aggression wasrewarded .Many wound up here the same way the slag came out of the molten steel. Afew others, were timid people fearful and submissive accepting the educatorsfalse gospel.. They were probably good people but overwhelmed by a world thrust onthem by a political process that allowed the lowest common denominator to rule.Anyone with any intelligence or vision of a future other than mindlessnesswalked softly around the edges of this nightmare for fear they would be drawn in to the black hole and forever darkened .The vice principles other duty was to enforce the small town moral codeenforcing the status quo of the local hierarchy. The few well off parents withdrew their children from the school ,or kept them in the school where the were treated like royalty.A few kids with modest means and ability stayed. These kids were encumbered bymindless rules which if broken resulted in being slammed against school lockers. Hisown fears and failures projected on the students left most of them ready for a life of obedience to the decayed ,corrupt system that ruled this god forsaken place .