Today was the closest I ever came to killing a man. And I deeply regret I didn’t.
Casey has the details on her hand on how she was punched in the face by a complete jackass. Yes she slapped him. That in no way justifies the hit he gave her.
And me? I keep reeling with what I did … and what I didn’t do it.
My first notice of anything amiss was hearing Casey loudly question someone behavior. I took a quick look. A stocky, dull looking brute was her target. Wasn’t worried. Everyone knows Casey is a firecracker who can more than take care of herself.
I saw the guy comment, and Casey staring in anger. I started to turn away … when she let fly a beautiful slap that would make any Golden Age starlet proud.
I started heading over there to insert myself … and that’s when he exploded.
I was ins shock, and next thing I knew I was in between him and Casey, yelling at him “You don’t hit girls, asshole. You don’t hit girls.”
He began swearing in Arabic and saying it was none of my business. Note: I am half Lebanese, so I am certainly familiar with the swear words. And he represented many things I hate about the culture. Stylishly dressed men, who walk through life thinking they are better then everyone else, especially women.
And yet I was at the loss of what to do. Do I start wailing on him? Give him a chance to make reprimands before I start wailing on him? All I kept thinking was go for the throat, hard fast.
I turned to Casey to make sure she was okay.
She raised her face screaming at the guy to get out.
He scurried away. I started to head out the door to follow. To do what, I don’t know. Have words, have blows, track him. But the soft wailing of Casey drew me back.
Right now, my primary concern is Casey. Icing her face, helping her relax. But threads run through my mind. Outside of slow, slow deaths for the bastard, I wonder why I didn’t just let him have it.
Casey says she is glad I didn’t, that I am too much of a gentlemen to do it, and its what she loves about me. She also says she thinks I would just have my ass kicked, which hurts to hear, and I don’t completely agree with (he had mass, but I am not a Neanderthal and think evolution will win out). But she says its more to do with the fact that he had no honor, and would stop himself like she knows I would.
Some Dark Knight.
I am not all torn up about this. But it’s making me think of taking up a martial art again, if only to be the sidekick to my ass-kicking girlfriend.









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