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CaptainLucid10 months ago
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I don't buy this crap about the disparity of power having anything to do with victimhood. One time I was frisbee golfing with some friends and a couple little craps came out and threw rocks at our faces, talked crap, and flashed their sorry ass shanks in our faces. The only reason those bastards left walking was because I had weed on me and didn't want a situation. A week later one of the bastards rode into the parking lot of the grocery store I worked in college. He looked at me and we recognized each other and I told him in ruder terms to F off or die. He looked shocked for a moment then rode off on his bike. I could have just bashed his face in both times but I held back. What I want to know is am I a victim like Israel because I was attacked or did I somehow victimize some little bastards when I told them to put their wannabe shanks away and leave me alone.
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CaptainLucid10 months ago
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No because he got on his bike and rode off. By the way a few days later the crap walked into the store so I kept an eye on him. So did the store cop. He left the store with a pair of shiny bracelets on his wrists. I am smart which is why I didn't bash him the first time because I didn't want any cops asking why some bastard is bleeding next to me because I didn't want them asking questions that could lead to the bag of weed in my pocket and this was IL not CA where I have my doctors letter. I had already been busted once for posession but beat the charges due to lack of evidence even though they hauled away a box full of my pipes and bongs. When there is a problem the first thing I do is survey the scene to understand the accepted level of force. Whether I am taking on a few of the guys who booted me from the frat I briefly pledged or staring down a crack gang because one of those bitches thinks her hands can come in contact with my wallet. Once we all agreed by mutual assent by eye contact that no one wants to pull a weapon or throw a punch I was playing a grip game with a crazy bitch and my wallet. I kept my wallet.
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