To what extent have you gone to defend protect an unfortunate person in public ( Archived) (6)

I am seeing more and more mean spirited types on the streets... it has enraged me to the point that I am disgusted with those that watch and passby without doing or saying anything to halt the ridiculing and verbal assaults these unfortunates are being forced to endure.

I had the pleasure today to let loose a barrage of my rapier wit on two such types today.

Imagine a 45 year old fast food cook a 34 year old dishwasher/busboy tearing into a 55 year old stoke victim who is a colege grad and at one time had respect of many.... this unfortunate soul was given a little rabbit and he lost it he came in had a coffee and was very distraught over this, and these half wits preceded to tear into him because of how losing his rabbit affected him..... I went Postal on these dullards. It strange how many use others to justify and glorify their petty pathetic lives.

I'm just curious is anyone else out there are defending the less fortunate?

Wow, I have been dying to tell this story to people who want to listen. soo,
Imagine the scene, you are waiting at a bus stop downtown after work with well over 2 dozen individuals waiting with you. When suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see at least 4 young men jumping on top of one young man and beating him senseless.
I was in shock. I, at this time in my life was rather small and wimpy, but I did not like what I was seeing. then a big black man jumped in and started to throw these guys off. When they attacked him as well thats when I couldn't stop myself. I just jumped in and started throwing these guys behind me and yelling at the kid to run and get help. (note: no one else at the bus stop was helping). He did. then I made the mistake. I threw one of the guys behind me and didn't keep my eyes on him. when I turned around all I saw was a fist. he broke my nose. but he didn't knock me down. HIS MISTAKE, to this day I doubt that he can use his arm properly. I broke it in three places.
Then the fun begins the guy helping me looks at me and tells me to sit down I ask why, he points to the pavement and when I look I see a pool of my blood. I was gushing blood from my nose and didn't even realize it.
the police were so thankful to us they didn't charge us a dime for the hospital bill. They never caught All the punks but, the ones they did suffered.

Yes, I have jumped into the fray to defend an elderly street lady in StLouis and later a cowboy being attacked by a few dumb frat boys at a rodeo in Nacogdoches, Texas. Something about the underdogs being outnumbered, really gets my blood boiling.

Not something I am really proud of, and as I get older, I avoid or at least fight a lot smarter now.

The last time, was, of all places, Reunion Arena in Dallas during a FleetwoodMac concert. Some very drunk redneck was pouring his beer over this kid's head and pushing the young collge age kid in the seat below him into a fight. I knew what was coming, so I handed my wallet, to my first night date, to spring me later.
We were all in the nose bleed seats and the incline was mountain goat paths, so by the time I got over there, the kid was helpless. The large drunk redneck was standing on his tiptoes, knocking the beer cup off the kid's head. I stepped up and slid my foot under his heals, causing him to tumble forward and pulled the kid out of the falling drunk's path. Poor drunk must have thundered down 20 rows into the finally approaching security.

He never knew how he lost his balance, and I got to watch the Christy McVie sing her final solo.

Same thing happened at a Moody Blues Show, with a drunk and a poor concert listener,,,, and all I wanted to do was hear "I'm just a Singer in a Rock N Roll Band". I do not go looking for fights, as I am a lover, but I will not allow drunk fights ruining good concerts. Guess it's good I don;t go to many concerts anymore.