IrishAyes
IrishAyes's Journaltsk tsk tsk - pots calling kettles black. Where will it end, if ever?
Taking a position different from yours does not put me way over the top. It puts me way different from your opinion. Pardon me while I cry.
No, I object to wild speculation - yours and the others on your indefensible side.
You seem to have no idea how even the least skilled attorney straight out of law school could blow your faulty reasoning out of the water in court. I never said any of the kids were innocent or guilty - simply that it's all too easy to record a mere portion of an incident and make it appear what it might not be. Sorry that concept eludes you and your companions.
Keep on saying that long enough, and maybe even you'll start to believe it. That won't make it true
though. Hate to break it to you, but there's no gentle way to let you know. But for a person so concerned with propriety, you sure sling a wild sledgehammer.
And no, the last word doesn't necessarily win. I only have limited time to waste on certain people.
So I can only hang out here if I meet your approval? Otherwise you want to throw me out?
THAT'S like a bully squawling, "Mommy/Daddy! She hit me back!"
I'll point out flaws in your biased attempt at logic anytime, anywhere I damned well please, thank you! If you want to try to cancel my DU ticket, you have plenty of mods to run to and whine for sympathy.
Amen to you!
I remember one time at a biker bar where a musician friend was appearing, I started across the crowded room with an empty beer bottle in hand - might as well drop it in the trash myself on the way to the lady's room. Some jerk (not a biker) I'd been ignoring clapped his dirty paw on my left shoulder from behind w/o so much as a by-your-leave. By the time I spun around to face him, that beer bottle in my right hand had swiveled around so that I had a tight grip on the neck and the rest of it was in club position. The only thing that kept me from swinging it upside his stupid head was the look of horror on his face. And my boyfriend's sudden grip on my wrist.
The bikers there were pretty laid back. It was their business (though not openly) and they didn't like trouble or the LEO attention that drew. One of them pulled the troublemaker aside for a little confab which you can bet I didn't try to butt in on.
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There's a wonderful bond between most military families, isn't there? Since I was born into that life, later on I didn't know how to answer civilians who asked me where I was from. I used to say "I'm terran" until I realized half confused that with 'terrorist', so I switched to saying, "Earth first. Then the US. Then the Army as a civilian dependent." But where did you grow up? "Everywhere." Some of them wouldn't stop until I gave them the name of a town, even though I explained how we only stopped there for Mom to give birth and then left 5 days later, never to return. But some of them simply must have the name of even a meaningless stop along the road before they feel comfortable that they've pegged you. It's so damned stupid I nearly cry. Speaking of crying, it's the sight of an Army base - anywhere - that makes me homesick. That IS my 'hometown'.
Stories, I could tell you stories... but another time. Would love to hear a few more of yours too. The first was a beaut!
Well, good for you, then!
But different situations tend to bring different experiences. If you were a tiny female who generally presents soft, you might've had different reactions from the world at large. But don't presume to judge me because of that. Even if you are/were a tiny female, there still could've been different factors involved. So spare me the pearl clutching. Just because it didn't happen to you doesn't mean it didn't happen to someone else, believe it or not. Or maybe your memory's not what it could be.
And no, I never particularly minded being set upon by bullies because I knew it ultimately proved my ticket out of a place I hated. I didn't mind being expelled for protecting myself. Always from bigger kids, not smaller ones. I merely administered a lesson in manners that their parents and schools had failed to teach. I literally hate being accosted to the point that I felt entitled to enjoy it a bit if forced to defend myself. If you think I should've been ashamed, you don't really have anything to teach me that's worth knowing.
If, on the other hand, you're calling me a liar because nothing really happens unless it happens to YOU, that's another whole can of worms, isn't it? Your problem, not mine.
You keep demanding evidence
all the while clinging to an incomplete record of what happened as if it were the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Please, do consider changing your username - I see little evidence of pure analysis in your writing.
Let me tell you folks what I know from PERSONAL EXPERIENCE:
As an Army brat, I grew up moving around even more than usual for that situation. Sometimes it took awhile at one station or another to find a place for me in a Catholic school, which is what I vastly preferred. At least there I wasn't attacked for my religion! Most other Army brats knew better, but when I landed in a public school the local REAL bullies always seemed to need educating in the fine art of respecting physically smaller persons.
What that meant was that usually sooner than later, some kid and his/her buddies would corner me when they had the chance to do so unimpeded and try to mete out a little xenophobic 'justice'. It wouldn't happen when there were other Army brats around because we could and did stick up for one another. If given time I'd issue a warning, but often I was just set upon, sometimes even from behind. So I had to beat the crap out of them - which generally caused a lot of hypocritical outrage from the attacker(s), because I never - NEVER - fought 'like a gurl'. My brothers taught me well, never to throw the first punch but always to make the second one the last if possible. If that wasn't enough, immediately go into hyperdrive and bite down hard on any body part available etc. I never had to fight but once per locality. Once the mean kids found out I bit hard enough to draw blood, they pretty much left me alone.
Yes, I got kicked out of a few public schools because by the time a teacher or other adult arrived, I was mopping up the floor with the other kid(s). The adults only knew and believed what they saw, which was a totally warped version of what happened. Whether I got kicked out of school or not often depended on whether my father was away or not. When he was stationed anywhere we could go with him, he'd simply put on fatigues (dress blues with a chest full of medals and insignia would've been overdoing it) and have a friendly visit with the principal. If he was gone and I did get kicked out, the search for a desk at a Catholic school got priority, partly because THEY knew I never started trouble and would go to reasonable lengths to avoid it. I'd rather sit on the floor in a corner at parochial school than to have any desk in a public facility. Never had a bit of trouble at parochial, maybe because my reputation preceded me, maybe because the nuns and always Mother Superior knew and loved the family.
So if any of you false-conclusion-jumpers had gone only by what the record showed and what public school officials said, you'd have called ME the bully. You'd have been 100% WRONG. The only thing I'll cop to is that yes, there were occasions when I was grinning at having turned the tables by the time adults arrived, but damnit I had a right to enjoy whipping somebody who refused to leave me in the peace to which I was entitled. Once you learn to lose your fear of being hurt, to be totally willing to suffer anything meted out by the bullies while they were still able to, it's amazing what you can accomplish. Lovely thing about it is that the lesson you have to teach invariably sticks.
May I suggest that Conclusion Jumpers in the audience today give some thought to the error of their ways. No, we'll never come to physical conflict ourselves. But as a member of the human race, you have a binding obligation to conduct yourselves in a more intelligent and ethical manner.
NO! You have a video, NOT a video of the entire occasion illustrating the complete proof/truth.
Why can't you see the error of YOUR 'logic' and presumptions? So long as you continue leaping to conclusions - which do appear based on racial bias - you're contributing to the problems of society, not helping remedy them.
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