Stalker U.?

When you're at an elite level in society and admired by thousands as your superiors are, there are times, sadly, when our admirers get too close. Like most celebrities, the people you wish you were have found ourselves, at times, being the target of low-class detritus who become insensed at the writings in our bi-weekly missives.

As important as this blog is to your feckless existence, Pinhead Nation provides a reason for the wretched to climb out of bed every morning, put on his paper-hat and report to his work station at the the drive-thru. Not surprising, most of our stalkers hail from the dirty end of Commonwealth Avenue at Boston University. While we enjoy the good life, sipping champagne and smoking quality cigars, on occasion we witness one these admirers hiding behind a bush wearing a sad look that only a Boston College rejection letter can create.


Many Boston University alums, like "Gord", have been known to hide in the shadows or stalk your superiors on-line long after their shift at Wendy's is over.

Though having clandestine and covetous "devotees" would be troubling to many of you great unwashed, having a higher intellect and worthier existence provides your superiors with the necessary disposition to chortle at the obsession possessed by our adherents. Like mucus on society's mustache, our friends at Boston University stand out and prove themselves to be a whimsical escape towards bufoonery.


Even middle-class rabble can find humor in the sad obsession owned by Boston University fans towards Pinhead Nation.

I was speaking to a dear collar-up chum of mine from my time on the Hill who happens to a professional in the field of psychiatric disorders. After a rather meritorious round of golf, we discussed their fascination with their betters and my doctor friend diagnosed the problem immediately.

It seems that due to feelings of inferiority created by a predilection to attend Boston College and their subsequent nonacceptance to the college due to neanderthalic intellect or social skills, a complex feeling of detestation persists that causes them to lash out at Boston College's cognoscenti. This sour feeling of rejection has overwhelmed their psyche and has left them with a bitter, yet at the same time, feebleminded view of those who were awarded admission to the school their covet.


Deep feelings of inadequacy force Pinhead Nation's stalkers to take rash actions to give themselves a release for their deep-rooted anger fueled by feelings of social worthlessness.

In the end, your superiors simply fill our flumes and chortle at their fascination while perusing BU's most recent graduation roster seeking the next generation of septic repairmen and animal control engineers. Perhaps someday these folks will step out of Pinhead Nation's shadow and begin to live a normal, albeit raffish, life.

- Collar Up.

DW


A gratuitous celebratory hockey photograph taken in this century.