Good Day drivers and enthusiasts,
I come home last night tired. My legs and back ache, my head buzzing with the images of macho posturing whether it be a car tricked out with stupid after market exhaust and nitrous or some macho, drunk ape posturing with his buddies.
Last weekend, I witnessed an assault. Who knew what warranted the assault, but it was still a crime, nevertheless.
Throughout the last several years, I have seen far too many interactions with violence involved. It actually kinda makes me want to quit. Whether it be New Years Eve, where I saw a group of what looked like gang members attack (surround and prey on) just another drunk idiot being an idiot. They kicked, knocked over, and knocked what little sense he had in him, out of him. I have seen people completely cold-cocked for walking away. This past weekend, I saw a guy walk out a door, and knocked from his feet, surrounded and kicked repeatedly. This happens, people.
As I said before, it really makes me upset when I see this happen. The bar is the supplier of our magic tonics and mind numbing devices, and we are the witnesses, and sometimes saviors for those people who are either in the wrong place at the wrong time, or deserve to be put in their place. But, I contend that no matter the circumstance (times of war excluded, in a self-preservative sense), I would still never wish on anyone what I have seen. True, I was at a concert the other night and some drunk idiot kept pushing his way to the front regardless of who was in his way. I stood stoic and firm and was awaiting his antics. I envisioned myself grabbing the guy by the throat and putting him in his place. I didn't, and in fact heard his stupid dork friend say something to the effect of "Oh, all of these people just don't know how to drink and have fun." Last time I checked the revenues at this venue were largely ticket sales and booze. I shouldn't tell you of all of the puffing of the herb we encountered, either, moi excluded. But n'er everyone was sober and didn't know how to have a good time. Ass.
I have had plenty of pedicab encounters with street violence and mob mentality. Heck, I hate to say it, but I have been blocks away from guns being pulled. It happens. Denver Police are actually somewhat on top of it, but you can't cover all areas at once. It is much like putting out fires, and when one stops, another is extingushed.
I won't scare you with stories, but liquid courage does this: frightens the intelligent out of having a good time, and encourages the arrogant and cocky to be even more out of control. What do you do about it?
The first is to avoid trouble areas. In my experience, the second I see scuffles, I move directly away from the trouble. No matter how bad I want to play referree and either stop the fight, tell the parties to go home, or tell them to go suit up and meet on the field or gladiator ring of battle, I move away from the trouble. There will always be people who are mean drunks, and out of hand. It would take an extreme situation for me to intrude on their posturing displays. I call them that because that is really all they are- primitive, primordial apes, who seem to think that they own their streets and their pride is the most important thing. FYI, apes, if you can understand me, it isn't.
Second, if someone is really getting pounded on, find some kind of vehicle with flashing lights and be a calm, collected informant. I have said "Officer (address them like this, they deserve that much), there is a nasty fight down the street and you might want to go down there." There, fire starting to be extighuished.
Third, try not to be a witness, in the true sense. It will waste your time unless you have license plates, full descriptions, or ways of direction. Don't be a hero, it will only lose you money and burn you out to the point of fear of the streets. Don't let that happen.
Fourth, if the incident was handled by either mobs of partiers or the police, pick out a point person to ask if everything was handled. Kindly ask the police if they intervened and if there is anything you can do. Chances are, there will be nothing, but good will never hurts anyone.
Fifth, chalk it up for experience and walk away. Just remember, most of these guys (I have seen some nasty girl fights too) are drunk.
This brings me to an additonal point: The women are the main motivation for this. It isn't their fault, but their short skirts, tight jeans, and their scantily clad ways can be a cause. At least it is for the guys. I wonder why men do what they do (catcall, fight), and I wonder if any of these people have mothers, fathers, and grandparents to drop the ball of common sense on them, or at least not let some out of the house wearing what they do. Ick.
The truth is that the partying crowd will always be out of hand. Mob mentality is and always has been sickening, like that. The French Revolution, the Boston Massacre, and any old Sunday football game might give some something to live for, but deep down, is as visceral and hateful, and tribal, I might add, as it comes. My only piece of advice, stay sober and alert- someone may want a ride away from the scuffling.
Peas.