Anyways, so... after we were done with the celebrations I went to the car, that I had parked in some parking lot in the area... and it is packed to zero room, and finally I find my way out when a bunch of Arsim (I guess "greasers" would be an analogy) anywho... so they start fighting, and their girlfriends start screaming and then a police car comes into the scene and a policewoman threw one of the arsim, hard, on the car, and they put him in the car, and then, there arsim continue their little street fight, and all the while I am standing in my car waiting, and the idiot behind me is honking the horn, but it is pretty narrow, and I don't want to risk the arsim crossing over the street suddenly when I am not prepared, even if the car could pass, that was very doubtful anyways... so, as that thought is going through my mind one of the arsim's girlfriend interferes in the fight, and then, for the first time in my life, I saw super powers being used, when a guy just throws her, like in the movies and she flies to the other side of the street, into a car and then falls on the ground... I am totally fucking shocked, I even jumped myself... and then the police grab that guy and throw him on the ground, and then into a different police car, and then... she gets up... as if nothing happened... and everything seems to be quiet, and then, I think in a certain shock delay, she falls to the floor and starts crying...
Now to make matters worse, that idiot behind me is still honking, like where am I am going to go? Shall I just run her and her friends over? So... that was that... for what is worse... there were people all standing on the sidelines watching... debating the issue, what happened, passing the place to get a better view... The only other time I saw a real fight was in Italy in a town called Bari when tow guys were fighting and the girlfriend was histerical... screaming and what not...
I just wanted to go home and die then... oh and also now...
Did I mention I am ill... then, I get home, and spit out the biggest, most disgusting alien shit straight from my tonsils... Of course I will not be receiving any medical care, because the way things work here, in this country is that certain people pay, and others receive... usually the assholes pay, and the idiots receive... or is it the other way...?
Another thing has to do with the way I am in the world... but that is for another blog entry... in short, I am getting the feeling that I am doing something wrong.. because things and people are being somewhat inconsiderate, but in the same ways... so I am thinking, it must be something I am doing wrong... that is also a part of the reason I want to die... maybe if I be more intelectual, I will want to die less... So I begin to read...
3 comments:
You'd never seen a fight before? You sure we're from the same town?
Not since 6th grade have a seen a real fight... you are a boy, it be different, perhaps... and I dont mean police brutality etc. Just a real fight fight where people get hurt... what for sure I haven't seen is a young lady being flung about 5 meters in the air by a man that derives his power from the yellow sun of earth... Jesus... it was very scary... she would have flown more, but she smashed into the car parked on that side of the road...
Did I mention that just a second before that I saw a young Ars come running down a little hill with a big metal stick... what the hell is going on?
how much can you really know about yourself until youve been in a fight?
personally, i think that were we able to contract our own protection rather than rely the protection of the police, people like us (nerds) would encounter less violence. a club like the tlv or whatever, will be able to have more than a door man, but a whole bunch of payed lugs to patrol the area, so that business is not jeapordised by violent maniacs. and if you get hurt in their area, or even are just upset extremely because you saw a woman hurled in the air, you and your friends can sue the motherfuckers for not ensuring your safety and sense of security in their turf. now, all you can do is blog away, and no one can do anything about it. you are helpless because your state has made you so. you just hope to god you never find yourself in such a situation again. and possibly take some self defence classes. Ha.
about the klalit, it has its merits. i admit i do like to go there and fight with people, although i have lost my fair share of fights with fellow patients in the waiting room as well as with doctors and admin. i have left the klalit crying on several occasions, which makes me wonder why i consider them all in all good. if i left mcdonalds crying, i would never set foot in there again. same for boots, shell petrol stations, zara, ordering books through amazon...
actually, now that i think of it, i only come out crying from the klalit, the tel aviv municipality and the ministary of transport and the royal college of art. oh, and the army, lets not forget the army. i do hate to fight losing battles, and fighting with governmental institutios is by definition loosing.
the girl who was flug 5m in the air obviously never had a chance against the guy who was abusing her. in a less life-threatening way, we dont have a chance against our abusive patron.
so sancho, how you feeling today?
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