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To Those in the Know
Nov. 11th, 2008 11:24 pmIf my son hadn't been with me, I would have punched someone on the street today. He was screaming at his kid. Calling him names. And when I pulled James away from it because I didn't want any child to see a parent treating their kid like that, the man got offended. He started screaming at me, and when his poor kid started crying, he smacked him.
I have rarely been so angry. It took everything in me not to chase him down and pummel him. Instead, I just rang the cops, but I don't know if anything happened. I hope it did. I didn't have a name or anything.
Fuck, I hate people sometimes.
And then James asked me why that man was being so mean to his son and I didn't know what to tell him. How do you explain that to a two year old?! I just promised him he would never have to know first hand. And dammit, he never will.
I have rarely been so angry. It took everything in me not to chase him down and pummel him. Instead, I just rang the cops, but I don't know if anything happened. I hope it did. I didn't have a name or anything.
Fuck, I hate people sometimes.
And then James asked me why that man was being so mean to his son and I didn't know what to tell him. How do you explain that to a two year old?! I just promised him he would never have to know first hand. And dammit, he never will.
