I really have to do some soul searching..I had yet another “altercation” with the “pigs” recently. Pretty much followed the same pattern as all the rest of my run-ins with them.
On this particular occasion, the pigs was stopped in front of the house, watching the ladies having a good time. As soon as I saw the vehicle, a switch clicked in my brain and it was all bad from there. I said, at a somewhat high decibel level, “Stay in your car! There’s nothing here for you! You need to stay in your car and roll out!” As he accelerated down the street, through his rear view mirrors, the two birds I was sending with him.
No more than ten minutes later, the same pig returned with two more pigs for reenforcement! He proceeded to get out of his vehicle and says, “Where’s the guy with the yellow shirt? I’m looking for the guy in the yellow shirt, seems like he has a problem.” By now, a number of people have surrounded the pigs to try to defuse the situation. The pig tells them his account of the “altercation” and said he wanted to talk to me.
After a few more minutes of listening to him crying, and with the wise words of a respected man, I walked calmly into the circle of people and stood two feet from the pigs. Arms crossed, staring him directly in his eyes. While of course checking the positions and movement of his backup. He says, “Seems like you have a problem..” I stopped him and started with my line of questioning. “Did I approach you in a threatening way?” To which he replied, no. “Did you see a weapon?” Again he replied, no. “Did you see me reach for a weapon or make any sudden movements towards you?” Same answer, no. “So you were offended/intimidated by my words!” A bystander in the crowd said, “Why don’t you just apologize to them? You were in the military, you both wear uniforms, its the same thing..” I almost lost it!! I said “Hell no it’s not the same thing!” As the pigs was shaking his head side to side, he says, “It’s not the same thing, I have a brother in the military and it’s not the same.” I said, “Look, these people are here having fun, this has nothing to do with them. My beef with you is mine, not theirs. So I’ll tell you what, next time, I’ll just keep my mouth shut.” After that, I made my exit from the circle and the pigs dispersed. But I couldn’t help but notice the slight smile on the backup pigs face while I was asking questions. All I could think of, was he must be thinking, “what a chump! you let this guy scare you with words!
I’ve heard so many sides to this argument. People always warn me to be careful or not saying anything at all. As I told all the pigs who have stopped me, they have no reason and I give them no reason. But, if you choose to go down that road with me, you won’t forget it. I know what I can and can’t do around a trigger happy lunatic with a gun strapped to his hip and a pocket full of clips. Maybe 1 day I’ll be able to see them and not feel like exploding at them, but, they brought it upon themselves!!
