FRANKENSTINA (How I Did It)
From the day she was brought into this world she was hated.
Her father hated her because she killed her mother during childbirth. The other children hated her because of her hideous face and size. The teachers hated her because of her intelligence.
What happens to the mind when it is exposed to physical and mental abuse from the time you wake up until the time you go to bed. What happens when the town's people look at you as a freak of nature and whisper behind your back? What happens when the unspeakable happens to you, and you turn to your father for compassion, and you find none?
You become what they think you are.
You become...
THE MONSTER!
The Creative Moment
I was working as a security guard during the summer of 2017 when I was having a discussion with a coworker about the numerous fatal school shootings. In 2016 there had been 20 fatal school shootings. By the time I came up with the idea for Frankenstina in July of 2017 there had been 7 fatal school shootings. Before my grandchildren were opening their Christmas presents, there would be an additional 10 school shootings involving multiple fatalities.
My coworker’s theory was that it was something in the baby formula. I suggested that maybe the victims of bullying had had enough. Online bullying had become a big problem with the advent of Snapchat, Instagram, Facebook, and TikTok, just to name a few. That’s when it struck me. Why are the victims of bullying killing themselves instead of killing the bully? That’s when I decided to create the ultimate bully slayer who not only went after the bully, but all the people who did nothing to stop it.
But who can I create that would instill the same fear and intimidation that the victims of bullying experience? So, I went to the drawing board.
The character I had in mind had to be tall enough to make the offender feel small. The Frankenstein monster came to mind immediately. Mary Shelley’s creation was 8 feet tall. I wanted my creation to be that tall too, but I didn’t want it to just pop up that big. I wanted it to be a process. So, I solved that by burdening it with gigantism.
But I needed my monster to be reminiscent of Mary’s creation, but at the same time, be so unique that the only similarity would be the Frankenstein mask it would wear before it ripped someone’s head off. Thus, I came up with the perfect photo for it. One that only a mother could love and with the down’s syndrome effect.
The icing on the cake would be to make it “female.”
So, let’s see what the final product will look like shall we?
This is not your grandfather’s snail-walking, mindless creature.
ACME “Build it yourself monster kit.”
Make it 7 feet 2 inches tall.
Add 360 pounds of muscle.
Give it a large, caring heart for its bestie and family.
Add childlike innocence.
Give it Stephen Hawking level intelligence.
Give it a vagina.
Give it the ability to run a 3-minute mile.
Add a contagious laugh and sense of humor.
Attach uncaring father, biased school officials, and daily taunting townspeople.
Now give it a reason to kill over 29 people before it’s old enough to vote.