This is quite surreal. For perhaps the first time, i find myself on the same side of the fence as Brutus, facing off against Diogenes. Very odd.
In a situation like this, I don’t see the grabbing of my private parts while at the urinal as a gag, or a misguided come-on. For me, it’s the prelude to an attack of some sort (mugging, rape, etc.), or else the actions of a seriously deranged individual. This is assault. I’d treat it no different than a stranger coming up from behind and punching me in the back of the head. Maybe it’s a prank, maybe he wants to incapacitate me so he can help himself to my money or my sweet ass.
Moreover, these things seldom happen in crowded men’s rooms- it would seem to me that I was being singled out as a victim.
The actions I take to secure myself from harm will most likely involve the total incapacitation of the person assaulting me. I have no idea if this person has a weapon, what his mental state is, or even if i can actually best him in a fair fight. But i would do my damndest to get him down and make sure that he stays there, and there’s no way I’m turning my back on him before that.
Since I AM a law-abiding citizen, I’d contact the authorities following the event, but unless there are police within shouting distance, I’d do everything possible to make sure that the assault on me did not continue. After the beat-down (og willing), I’d probably also use a belt or something to secure him to make sure that he didn’t go anywhere.
I’m not trying to be macho or anything- but it strikes me as odd that people assume the least harmful motivation on the part of the assailant rather than the opposite when it comes down to securing their own safety.
Well, that’s it. I doubt I added much to the conversation, but there it is.
-stonebow, self-described liberal that supports beat-downs for cock-grabbers