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I am an unrepentant sociopath!
Sunday, 14 July 2013 18:14My Friends, I confess that I am an unrepentant sociopath who likes nothing more than to ruin somebody's good times and happiness for my own amusement.
This epiphany came to me this morning as I waited in the emergency room to have a cut above my eyebrow attended to. I was just wondering if I might be due for an emergency room trip. TADA!
I got into a fight last night in Old Town when I went to pick up our housemate from busking and I realise on reflection that's it's all my fault. See, what I finally realise is that it actually WAS innappropriate for me to intervene when some innocent drunk guy came up behind her and pretended to be humping her as she bent over to pick up her things, as is his right. I didn't realise or acknowledge that he was *entitled* to engage in such behaviour. I was wrong to call him a fucking asshole and to put myself between him and the housemate. I was wrong to tell his also drunken companion that his friend was an asshole. I can't blame him at all for standing up for his friend in the face of such rudeness and lack of gentlemanly decorum on my part. All people deserve better than how I acted. I was so very wrong.
The drunken companion was completely within his rights to pull my glasses off of my face and then start punching me as I attempted to wrest them back, which I should not have done. If I am unfit to see the situation clearly for what it was, I obviously don't deserve to even have glasses. And it was my justly deserved punishment that both of them punched me and called me more names. I certainly had no right to expect a fair fight or even no fight at all. I had no right to interfere with their fun in the first place and I certainly am likely even more wrong for denying them any opportunity to escalate their attentions upon my housemate.
Righteousness was surely on their side, otherwise they would not have needed to get into another shouting match with someone else across the street from us afterwards, and Justice was surely blessing them, for otherwise they would have failed when they then fled from and eluded the constabulary.
Yes, I was clearly wrong and deserve(d) to be punished, and I realise that now.
I just hope and pray that this is my last test for awhile, because I fear that given another opportunity to do the right thing, that I would fail again as I failed last night.
As you all know, I often don't learn my lesson, even when punished.
This epiphany came to me this morning as I waited in the emergency room to have a cut above my eyebrow attended to. I was just wondering if I might be due for an emergency room trip. TADA!
I got into a fight last night in Old Town when I went to pick up our housemate from busking and I realise on reflection that's it's all my fault. See, what I finally realise is that it actually WAS innappropriate for me to intervene when some innocent drunk guy came up behind her and pretended to be humping her as she bent over to pick up her things, as is his right. I didn't realise or acknowledge that he was *entitled* to engage in such behaviour. I was wrong to call him a fucking asshole and to put myself between him and the housemate. I was wrong to tell his also drunken companion that his friend was an asshole. I can't blame him at all for standing up for his friend in the face of such rudeness and lack of gentlemanly decorum on my part. All people deserve better than how I acted. I was so very wrong.
The drunken companion was completely within his rights to pull my glasses off of my face and then start punching me as I attempted to wrest them back, which I should not have done. If I am unfit to see the situation clearly for what it was, I obviously don't deserve to even have glasses. And it was my justly deserved punishment that both of them punched me and called me more names. I certainly had no right to expect a fair fight or even no fight at all. I had no right to interfere with their fun in the first place and I certainly am likely even more wrong for denying them any opportunity to escalate their attentions upon my housemate.
Righteousness was surely on their side, otherwise they would not have needed to get into another shouting match with someone else across the street from us afterwards, and Justice was surely blessing them, for otherwise they would have failed when they then fled from and eluded the constabulary.
Yes, I was clearly wrong and deserve(d) to be punished, and I realise that now.
I just hope and pray that this is my last test for awhile, because I fear that given another opportunity to do the right thing, that I would fail again as I failed last night.
As you all know, I often don't learn my lesson, even when punished.
