On Cruelty

It’s rampant. Everywhere. I watched a homeless man nearly knock over a blind guy, who may also have been homeless, while walking to the bank today. I had to fight down the urge to beat the living shit out of the bum.

Only after I got inside the bank did I realize it. I didn’t stop to make sure the blind guy was ok.

I know the disabled don’t like people feeling sorry for them most of the time, but at least that should have been my reaction. “Wow, I should help that guy. No, it would be condescending and rude, besides, he seems to be ok. I could just ask politely then go about the business of pummeling the inconsiderate jerk who nearly took him out. No, then I would be falling victim to the horrific behavior that I decry in others, settling problems with your fist instead of your head. Crap, now I’ve been standing here thinking about it for so long that both guys are long gone. I guess I should just go about my business.” Either way, same result. Indifference achieved the same result as fighting down my temper, and either way, nothing got done. Very confusing.