As I dropped off the kids this morning at Grandma's (who took me to meets almost EVERY weekend as a kid) I started ranting about the Worlds. She said, "Could you believe he was hitting her?" To which I replied, "Huh?" I was talking about the world records.
She didn't know details, but it made the news that a man was literally hitting a female swimmer, close-fisted. She was trying to defend herself and run away... not too much information, as all she saw was the trailer.
What the heck? Can someone fill me in?
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I clocked a guy once, and I've always regretted it.
I was in grad school, at a party around 1am, and stone sober. This fellow took exception to my response to his offer, he slapped me hard, and without thinking about it, I made a fist and punched in in the nose/cheek enough to give him a nosebleed.
I've always felt terrible that I lost control and in anger, hurt someone. I wasn't alone and in danger. My first instinct at feeling threatened was to strike back. Not a proud moment, but an important moment of self-revelation.
The truly sad part about this is that even though many people witnessed the entire incident, no one made a big deal about this fellow slapping me. The big deal was that sweet, nice Barb W. took a piece out of this poor drunken guy. I walked the halls to the tune of "Rocky" for days after.
Family business or not, hitting another person unless in true self-defense is uncalled for. For me, it's case closed.
I clocked a guy once, and I've always regretted it.
I was in grad school, at a party around 1am, and stone sober. This fellow took exception to my response to his offer, he slapped me hard, and without thinking about it, I made a fist and punched in in the nose/cheek enough to give him a nosebleed.
I've always felt terrible that I lost control and in anger, hurt someone. I wasn't alone and in danger. My first instinct at feeling threatened was to strike back. Not a proud moment, but an important moment of self-revelation.
The truly sad part about this is that even though many people witnessed the entire incident, no one made a big deal about this fellow slapping me. The big deal was that sweet, nice Barb W. took a piece out of this poor drunken guy. I walked the halls to the tune of "Rocky" for days after.
Family business or not, hitting another person unless in true self-defense is uncalled for. For me, it's case closed.
