Wow. So easy to judge other people huh?
Lot a brave dudes here.
Not worth getting killed or injured for some bullshit like that. Call the police on your cell and stay out of it. She’ll turn on you, he’ll have a weapon or just be tougher, etc…
I’m surprised you just didn’t whack him “from a distance” with your boomerang.
My dad, me and a buddy intervened in a domestic dispute on a mountain road several years ago. This couple was fighting in the middle of the road and when we stopped, the woman jumped into our rig screaming that her boyfriend had brought her up there to kill her and dump her body. Of course the boyfriend denied it and was about to get physical with us for “kidnapping” his woman when some more guys arrived on dirtbikes and convinced him otherwise. He finally agreed to let us take his GF to town and then attempted to run us off the road while above a cliff. The guys on dirtbikes ended up escorting us back to the main hwy. I guess he figured out there were more of us then he had bullets and drove off. We drove the woman to the nearest Police Department where she filed assault charges and we were listed as witnesses. Her boyfriend left town and she also dissapeared just before the trial was to start. We later learned she was still intimidated by his threats and left town to hide from the loser.
Things I learned from this experience -
You don’t always have to get physical to stop fights. Usually confronting the badguy and telling him the cops are on the way works. I’ve also found that there are ususally a lot of people willing to get involved in these confrontations, it just takes one person with balls to initiate it.
Wideguy, that story brought back a memory. We were at a party and this guy got real loud and started pushing this girl around untimately pushing her to the ground. I have an Irish friend, youngest of 8 boys…some of you will know what I am talking about. Anyway, he turned beet red, walked over to this guy and backhanded the piss out of him…spit goes flying. Then he says to him something like, “Think your a tough guy, eh? C’mon, hit me as hard as you can.” Dude hits him in the cheekbone, kind of a glancing blow. My buddy is unfazed and arm hooks him slamming him to the ground. He then proceeds to head butt him about 10 times and bite him in the forehead drawing blood. Then for the grand finale he makes him say he’s a pussy before he would let him up. Dude is sobbing. Now, this is way over the top, and we all watched in disbelief. How does the story end? Buddy ended up in jail for 60 days, girlfriend (abused party) signed the complaint. My advice, stay out of it unless it gets ugly. Even then, you will have to provoke him 'cause if you strike first, hello officer. Mistake my buddy made was the initial slap (not to mention the carnage that followed.)
Cyp,
Were you too far away to yell “Hey asshole leave that woman alone!”? In most situations like this eveyone feels they ought to help, but are scared to act alone. If you made it plain to those around that you were willing to act, I bet most of the guys around would suddenly find their balls. You say it was over too quick to act, and that he was gone before you could have possibly helped anyway, did you go see if she was ok after he left?
Some of you guys need to go into the armed forces to learn how to deal with various situations so you can sleep at night without the guilt rolling in. Call me an internet tough guy or whatever silly name you want but I have never let bullies rule my conduct. As a result, I have taken some lumps that I probably could have avoided but I sleep very well. So do my upper front teeth, but they are in a glass beside my bed. No regrets though. In fact, I am still married to someone on whose behalf I interceded on over a quarter century ago. Iron Maiden puts some of you self-professed “T-Men” to shame.
Wideguy, you and I would be great friends in RL. Your posts seem to be from the exact same lifestyle that I live.
On another note, a buddy and myself were headed to a bar the other night when we saw a guy grabbing at a girl in her parked car. We quickly did a U-turn and realized he was trying to get his girlfriend out by kicking at her and making a scene. I pulled up and my friend asked if there was a problem. The guy took one look and just walked inside without saying anything. I would give anything to go back and beat the shit out of him. Regardless, the girl drove off and and a possibly very bad situation was avoided.
Avoids Roids,
Typically one does not have an M1 Abrams at their disposal when intervening in a domestic dispute.
AR, I am in total agreement with you. However, let me approach this from another angle. Iron Maiden would never be in that situation because of her self-esteem and the fact that the first time a guy tried it, he would be eating from a tube for the rest of his life by her hands. Period. Now before anybody gets their undies in a scrunch, I am not saying it is the woman’s fault. However, I am saying that often times these same patterns get repeated over and over. In my mind, this is cause for discretion. You can be the biggest badass/most cavalier guy on the planet, but prison still sucks. Did my buddy regret what he did? On principal, no. In reality, hell yes. 60 days in the can for a DFB who ended up helping him get there. One more quick story. I used to bartend at a banquet hall. Lots of weddings. Anybody who has done this will agree you see just about everything. Anyway, latenight, everybody is loaded. Guy walks up to a woman at the bar and proceeds to shake her front to back so hard I seriously thought he was going to kill her. I yell, “Hey, Hey, Hey,” and leap in their direction just in time to watch her lean back and play tongue hockey with this pinhead. I just stood there glaring at him. He wouldn’t look at me and they left. One of the strangest things I have ever witnessed. You just never know what the dynamics are between people.
As far as I know it is illegal to witness a crime taking place like this and not doing anything. If you see an inocent person being beaten - I was under the impression you are just as guilty by standing there and doing nothing.
Here’s another little story. Last winter I was doing deliveries for my best freind’s pizza place. The place is on route 9 (VERY busy road), one that only a fool or a madman would blindly walk across. Well, I’m getting out of my car and I watch this Large Man I know walk right across both lanes of route 9 at about 5:30 while talking on a cell phone. This mini-van swerves just barely missing him, and then pulls off the road and spins around to confront him in the parking lot that I’m in. Now, I know this man has been in prison (not just jail) a few times for various violent crimes (tear drops tatted on his face, swasticas (sp?) on his foreamrs ect. Anyhow, this mini-van pulls up with one of those butch hair cutted, semi-bull dog dike, soccer moms driving and her T-depraved, pasty skinned, bony girl armed, man titted, sac-less, twat of a husband. She rightfully (not logically) started screaming how he was a stupid fucking asshole and things of that sort. My large aquantance said to whomever he was still on the phone with he had to go. Madman laughed, called her a few good ones. Then the woman proceded to IMO get her husbands ASS WHOOOOPED. She got out of the car and stormed up to him cursing and waving her arms. Her L.L. Beanbag of a husband also got out, although he clearly didn’t want to. BDD got in the madman’s face and started giving him more shit, and I could clearly tell violence was going to start real soon. I yelled at the couple telling them to get back in their car, and that they don’t want it that guy. They didn’t listed. Madman tried to walk away, BDD got in his way he brushed her aside with necessary force (nothing like Zimmer) and her husband sprouted a hair on his ass and decided to shove him. Madman pounded him with one hard straight right, and Beanbag’s knees buckled as he fell back onto the hood of his minivan like a man who had never been hit before. Unfortunately as some of you may know, when a dog sees blood he doesn’t want to stop. Bean bag started to try to run away (BDD screaming call the police the whole time). So where does beanbag run? Right into my freinds pizza place, with madman right behind him. Every table in the place was full and there was a line about 10-12 people long. Well the line quickly broke up as madman tackled beanbag to the floor and started working his ass. Then we pulled them appart. Madman ran off. BDD sat and told the police everything as she tended to her beaten beanbag.
So, childen…who’s fault was that? I tend to say the wife’s. Sure madman was stupid to walk in front of a moving car. However, I think BDD was just as stupid to not take one look a madman and maybe scream something like “COCKSUCKER” while flipping him the bird and driving away. Furthermore, I really doubt that if beanbag started whoopin madman’s ass, BDD would have been screaming for jake. Agree? Disagree?
I beat the shit out of my mother in law once.
That was the best Scrabble game I ever played. She might have a Master’s Degree but I know a word or two, some she’d never seen before.
I think more people should stand up for those that need help. There is risk there and care needs to be taken. In the situation this guy was in the very least you can do is call the cops. Drawing attention verbally is usually safe and may get you some allies. In Oz you’re a lot less likely to get attacked with a weapon than if you’re in Detroit so that does factor into it.
This reminds me of a sea story: Back in my younger days in the U.S. Navy, one of my shipmates saw a large drunk Samoan start to beat the crap out of a “lady” on North Hotel Street in Honolulu (some of you may recognize that as the seedy area of the city, replete, at least at that time (25 years ago), with peep shows, gin mills, strip clubs, porn theaters, prostitutes, etc. – in other words, a sailor’s home away from home). He went to the assistance of the “lady in distress,” who became so offended at my shipmate’s assistance that she reached into her purse, pulled out a hacksaw blade, and laid into the sailor’s head. The bad guy and the “lady in distress” disappeared, and my shipmate had to have 150 stitches in his scalp.
Moral of the story: There is no black-and-white, clearcut answer here, except maybe call the cops if you can.
Porkchop
wideguy: true…as someone who bounced and bartended for over 10 years and has been to many, many domestic situations to render first aid in my current occupation, I can attest to the fact that women are more often than not at the root of ‘men behaving badly’. If they are not the direct cause, they usually elevate the situation to the next level. I have seen many boyfriends get their asses handed to them cause they did’nt pack the parts to back up their women’s mouth.
Hotel Street hasn’t changed much. The whores have to work somewhere.
When I was there in the 80s there were quite a few guys, mostly Army and Air Force, that got seduced, robbed, and killed by a few mahus (transvestites). They used to dump the bodies out by one of my dive spots near Pokai Bay. I swear just about every weekend we dove out there we went by a body recovery in progress for a while. Those guys all got picked up on Hotel Street.
Things aren’t always what the seem like and that tall chick might be mo bettah hung than you.
Ah, North Hotel Street. Brings back memories. Also have a few from King’s Cross in Sydney and other R&R retreats. Of course that’s when men were men and women were women. I’d avoid those places today!
I am not going on the defense for cyp because I think there are a lot of things he could have done. For example even if the guy was twice the size he can always call the cops from his cell. (I think everyone has one these days even in Aulstrlia.) I can’t believe that you we disgusted at the scene and did absultely “NOTHING!” I probably wouldn’t have confronted the guy. I will call the cops and let them know what happened. Thats the least I can do. If I think I can take the guy out I would do that first though.
In health,
Silas
I took up for a friend once who got blindsided for no reason. I quickly had a gun pulled on me. The only way I would intervene is if the persons life was in danger or i was sure they didnt have a weapon. Then and only then would i intervene.
Fitone!
Geez, I stop by to see what’s what (I got screwed outta the Football Pool…or perhaps “CressyCakes” turned on me…maybe it was that cursed Tagliabue out to get me…or…oh, suuuuure it could have been my crappy picks, take the easy way out you non-conspiracy believing bastards!)
Sorry, where was I?..right…here I stop by and I see my old buddy Fitzy posting with much improved grammar and punctuation.
It almost looks as though you have stopped “typing” by lobbing loafs of stale Wonderbread onto the keyboard and posting the results.
Well done!
*Disclaimer ~ Fitzy is fair game for any and all Good Natured ribbing. His contributions here go far beyond being a target for Language Arts inspired abuse. This disclaimer is intended for the sole purpose of eliminating any Real name calling by 14 year olds.
I Swear Silas, I’m gonna see you cop the coveted “Frank Waters Southwest Writing Award” yet.
“If you are writing about baloney, don’t try to make it Cornish hen, because that is the worst kind of baloney there is. Just make it darned good baloney”
~ Leo Burnett
Cuppy: thanks for the encouragement. I am trying my best here. I think I am getting there.
By the way working in an coporate setting also has help improve my grammer and english.
I probably had made a lot of mastikes on a long post though to the left wing democrates.
In Health:
Silas