{"id":26161,"date":"2010-02-20T22:46:36","date_gmt":"2010-02-21T02:46:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=26161"},"modified":"2020-06-17T22:46:48","modified_gmt":"2020-06-18T02:46:48","slug":"the-last-layer-of-restraint","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=26161","title":{"rendered":"The Last Layer of Restraint"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Jen and I were leaving Walmart.\u00a0 Naturally, this introduction leads to all sorts of wild possibilities, but highly probable that it&#8217;s either bad, and\/or funny.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>And this is one of\u00a0<em>those\u00a0<\/em>Walmarts, that Jen doesn&#8217;t go to alone, nor would I want her to go alone, interpret that however you may.\u00a0 But we&#8217;re on our way out, and about two feet away from me, comes the sound of a thrown object hitting the asphalt.\u00a0 In this case, the object was none other than a cup from a McDonalds, and it was thrown from the driver&#8217;s window of a minivan.\u00a0 Now I didn&#8217;t have my glasses or contacts on, but Jen tells me it was a white-trash looking woman; regardless of this information, I glared at this person, and they appeared to be staring right back at me, as the power window began raising.\u00a0 We walked back to the car, and left.<\/p>\n<p>This is one of those instances in which I really wish I did something other than walk away.\u00a0 And because I didn&#8217;t, I was fuming mad, and I wouldn&#8217;t be writing about it now otherwise.\u00a0 Hell, if I did something cool, I&#8217;d probably be writing about that as well.<\/p>\n<p>I thought about how I wanted to nonchalantly pick up her cup.\u00a0 From here, the fantasy could have gone so many other directions; kill with kindness, and kindly let the obese heifer know that she &#8220;dropped&#8221; her McDonalds cup and force it back into her window, or do I rear back, wind up, and deliver a fastball down the pipe?\u00a0 Do I throw with the left hand or right hand?\u00a0 Is her window up in time, or is it still down?\u00a0 If it&#8217;s up, do I generate enough force to possibly break her window?<\/p>\n<p>These are all questions that I will never answer, because I chose to not act upon these impulses.\u00a0 Because, I am a trained denizen of modern society that realizes the risk of enforcing retaliation for an act of vandalism would likely result in\u00a0<em>me\u00a0<\/em>getting arrested.\u00a0 Which doesn&#8217;t make me any happier, because I feel that if I punished someone for committing a crime,\u00a0<em>I&#8217;d<\/em>\u00a0still be the one charged with assault or something ludicrous as such.<\/p>\n<p>I have to ask, just what am I supposed to do in such a situation?\u00a0 If it were to ever occur again, I know I&#8217;m not going to walk away, but just what can be done without the possibility of\u00a0<em>me\u00a0<\/em>getting reprimanded?\u00a0 It&#8217;s a fucking Walmart parking lot, which usually has a cop on it any time after dark, but what cop wants to deal with some tattle-tale narc-ing on someone who&#8217;s &#8220;just&#8221; littering?<\/p>\n<p>Needless to say, one tiny event like this got me quite worked up.\u00a0 A feeling of dissatisfaction at not acting when I had the chance.\u00a0 A feeling of despair at knowing that real justice would likely have never occurred.\u00a0 A feeling of disgust at the worthless piece of human trash that did such a negligent, careless act.\u00a0 Given my current state of depression and frustration, I felt dangerously close to teetering over the edge, but was still held back by what felt like one last layer of restraint.<\/p>\n<p>I hate saying it, because it sounds so teen-angst, but it&#8217;s the littlest things like this that really makes me hate people in general, and I have so little faith for our species when there is so many worthless dregs weighing down society.<\/p>\n<p>It might sound cliche, but if there is a next time, that I am in similar circumstances, I&#8217;m not going to be walking away.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jen and I were leaving Walmart.\u00a0 Naturally, this introduction leads to all sorts of wild possibilities, but highly probable that it&#8217;s either bad, and\/or funny.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[29,30,15,28],"class_list":["post-26161","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brog","tag-fantasy","tag-justice","tag-og","tag-walmart"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26161","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=26161"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26161\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26162,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26161\/revisions\/26162"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=26161"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=26161"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=26161"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}