While I was riding my bike today, I rode past the local shops, only to see a group of adults fighting wildly A group of black men and a woman were crowded around a white man (This has nohing to do with rascism by the way, it;s just so you know who did what) By the looks of things there had been a small accident the white guy, from what I could see had accidentally crashed into the black family's car. No major damage, just a large crack in the crappy cheap plastic bumper. The black men were crowded well withing the guy's personal space, yelling wildly, and were trying to hit him...I....I felt a very poweful desire to be the mediator of that conflict. I wanted so badly to end it but, at the same time, something held me back, something told me not to do it as it was none of my business eventually the white guy managed to get into his car and drive off. I feel confused, should I have tried to resolve the conflict? I mean I would have done so if there were weapons involved, or the guy was getting mugged so why not then? I feel so confused as to what I should have done Should I have called security?
It doesn't make me feel better though, I still think I should have done something, maybe that's just how I am though
I find it hard to believe you'd step on front of a weapon or try to stop a mugging if it had happened. But all of everything is irrelevant since it is in the past and done.
I wouldn't have worried about it. Trying to break up fights that aren't yours is more trouble than it's worth. Way more. In some places there are even laws against it. Speaking of laws, it turns out it's against the law to sell alcohol before noon on a Sunday. Who comes up with this stuff?
People who think that they are trying to uphold a 'moral society' by making laws making it illegal to go against their views.
I know what you're getting at. I'll let Fat mike explain it for me [video=youtube;128Xt1yemTA]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=128Xt1yemTA[/video] Or simply read if you prefer Spoiler: Lyrics to the part I wanted you to hear thought it was the Christian thing to do;breaking up that fight at school 'Til the gun came into play, and the sight was set on you Running was ironic 'cause it was the last time you would 'wish the kids you tried to help wouldn't laugh when he saw you Are the invisible man. No one looks you in the eye You've become an anecdote for 'the wrong place at the wrong time' The worst case scenario. the proverbial "that guy" You never did question your faith. you flushed it with your first piss bag That's why I have to ask, "where is your god now?"
Who said I was going to get drunk? And who said I'd drink before noon? I was just at the store and figured I'd get wine while I was out.
