I didn’t know where to post this and I didn’t want to make a whole new thread for this, but I have to share it and get it out.
My girlfriend and I went to the drive-in tonight, we saw Pirates of the Caribbean, and got into an argument on the way home. After I dropped her off I went home, parked the car on the driveway and decided to go for a walk in the park behind my house to think. After I got back, I had not enough, so I decided to walk up and down my street (approx 12:30am). At which point I heard a chain rattling, I looked over and one of the residents on my street came out and asked where I was going. I noticed, to my surprise, that he was holding nunchucks in his right hand. I assertively told him it was none of his business. After some meanderings about me answering his questions with questions and him being seriously distressed about something - I got him to keep his distance, calm down, and expel his frustrating circumstance. Turns out that someone pissed on his trailor (on his driveway) and lit a fire in front of his house. The fire was on a card-board box in which was a pile of dung (excretions, poo, shit). Obviously the man was distressed, they live a normal existence and don’t need to be hassled this way. He apologized for scaring me and I told him there was no need to apologize, for I was not scared by him for I can defend myself, even against nunchucks, for my experience in martial arts. I then proceeded to tell him that nunchucks were not the way, for whoever did it, should he find them and hurt them with the nunchucks would only turn back on him as excessive force in a court of law where he would be charged and sentenced and possibly taken away from his family. At which point he told me he also had a digital camera and that he was going to take a picture if he got them. I told him that that was pretty useless because it was dark and the street lamps wouldn’t make for a good or clear picture for a police profile.
Turns out that I use to deliver papers to his house and he lives two houses down across the street from my house.
My point here is that it is something odd. How inane does a person need to be to do something like that? Or, how bad of an act did he do to hurt someone that they would resort to such measures of revenge? How do we come to understand this, to deal with it, or to predict it? Who cares if there is a legal system based on the assumption of rational citizens when we have citizens acting irrationally? What good will a legal system do for me if someone decides to kill me? No amount of justice is enough for me if I am dead. No amount of justice is enough when someone can do as they please, harm whomever they wish, and get away with it. I understood only too well the mans pain tonight as sorrow fills my heart.
I have noticed from my late night walks and runs that there are quite a few teenagers that hang around the park and even my street late at night. Our house as well as our neighbours are subjected to window egg tosses about once a month. Hence, it is probable though not assured that it is them. No one on our street has ever witnessed one of these acts of indiscretions.
It irritates me to know that hard working people have to be subjected to this kind of treatment without having done anything wrong. This is the worst kind of wrong, in my opinion, not in reference to the act but the mentality behind the act. To do wrong to another intentionally without being wrong by them or have anything to do with them, is like a crazed lunatic that will kill for the fun of it. It’s enough to worry about living in a system with rules that need to be amended so one’s happiness doesn’t conflict with another, or that one doesn’t accidentally or unintentionally harm another, but how does one logically and rationally deal with a person or group of people who would do harm to others for no reason other than to know they can?
What’s your take?