This is about family...

Santiago....chile....1977: My pops came from a long long line of copper workers. You see there's a big copper factory in Chile. And ever since that factory's been open, we have provided some of its workers. We actually lost a lot of people in that factory but since our family was always led with men of such sperm and vigor that we had plenty to go around (haha, that was horrible of me). My dad was the second oldest of his family, and because of that I had some pretty cool aunts and uncles. Second oldest is where it's at man. Yes you still get hand me downs, and it might suck if it was just you and your brother/sister, but if it's a family of 6 (which it was) then it's groovy. Your younger brothers and sisters can still look up to you, but you don't have the responsibility of being the responsible one, the heir to the throne. If you didn't give a shit about that, it was relax time. And if you had a cool older brother or sister, you can always go ask him/her for advice. For example, you go out looking like a tool in your brand new ridiculous looking shirt, and older brother and sister is there to say "no, dude, it's not gonna go". Or what if you really wanted to listen to the new Beatles album, fucking steal it from him/her room.

Not only do you get to relax of the "family responsibility" if you had like 4 younger brothers and sisters they can become your army. You are thier pratical joker while the oldest keeps a stiff upper lip. You beat bullies up and sometimes beat them up too much. Oldest if he was male, would HAVE to work in the copper factory, second oldest, fuck he can do whatever he has the money to do. And then pass on this advice to your brothers and sisters.

This equally rocks if you are the son of said second oldest. Why? Well you have uncles and aunts that are not ancient, that can actually give you good presents for christmas, that can appreciate your affection for loud guitars. Maybe if you're totally lucky (which I was), you get an uncle or aunt that's like 10 years older than you, or like your age. That's a fucking trip.

Saying all of this of course, you know what basically happened throughout my dad's childhood. He was the protector of the family, of course uncle Christian was the rock of the family, but my dad was it's national guard. Anytime one of his brothers got hit in school, he was the first to be like: "I'm gonna fucking KILL HIM!" (he mellowed out later on). Well this made my grand dad crazy even though he was always on my dad's side. There's a famous story one day when my dad was in secondary school and my auntie came home crying. This boy broke her heart and cheated on her. My dad went APE SHIT. Walked over to his house and beat him up soundly. Well the kid's dad dragged out my dad back to his house, and my grand dad thanked the guy and asked him to step outside with him, took one punch to knock him out and yelled "YOUR SON DESERVED IT YOU ASSHOLE!" This is all before assault charges and shit became popular of course. It's the way of our family. And it's the way I hope my family becomes.