liquidflorian

From time to time, people who don't know me that well will charge me with being a man of violence. It is true that I apriciate the value of force, and the tempering of its use; but, something like this is beyond any sense of rationale. I'm disgusted. My skin is crawling. I'm nearly crying. I wish I could help that poor girl. So much of me wants to be the protector; Orwell wrote "we sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm" (or some shit like that). So much of me wanted to be that rough man that night, to step in between that sick fuck and that poor girl. The members of my tribe know this. Now I normally hold a very low opinion of those who beat women; but this guy could've killed her....

I just wish there was something I could do.....