Calm down Phlosphr- calm down
Breath -[sup]sigh[/sup] - Breath
Whilst walking through an outlet store last night with Mrs.Phlosphr, I watched in wretched disgust, something that almost made me snap every rational nerve I had, and go completely berserk on a woman.
–scenerio-> I was walking around with Mrs.Phlosphr, in and out of several shops in the outlets…When we saw a woman walking with a developed mentally delayed teenager. Not sure what was the ailment, but he was certainly mongoloid with other physical impairments. He was having difficulty walking and keeping his Jacket on. The woman, a middle aged, crotchety, ragged looking woman was pulling him by his forearm, not allowing him to catch up to her pace, and not alowing him to get a good hold on his jacket to pull it up.
Then it happened, about 20 feet infront of my wife and I. The woman stopped, grabbed him by the hair and yanked him until he fell to his knees… Looking down at him she proceeded to yell, “Get the fuck up! Can’t you keep up with me! Good Christ put your fucking coat on.”
My wife immediately grabbed my arm, my eyes got as big as baseballs, my brow shortened, and the hair on the back of my neck stood completely on end.
I stormed over to the scene - very uncharacteristic of me - and pulled the lad up by his arm. The look on his face almost made me, a grown man ball my eyes out. His eyes saddened, and he began to give a muffled cry.
The woman had rage and fear in her eyes, looking up at me - I’m 6’ 1" and a lean 220. I looked back at her with a menacing look, and said, who do you think you are, hitting this boy?!! I was loud enough to turn the heads of maybe 25 other people on the common. The woman looked horrified.
In the back of my head I immediately thought I made a mistake. If the woman was his mother, she would have every right to do what she did. As hidious as it is…
Now I noticed an emblem on his shirt - recognising it as a local home for the developed mentally delayed - I asked her in a very loud angry voice if they were from that home. She said yes, in a submissive cowering nag. After saying a few more curt things to the woman, and after the boy got his coat on. I calmed down and turned to Mrs.Phlosphr. She - to my surprise - was on her cell phone calling the home where the boy and his “guardian” came from.
I plan on following up with them this morning, and giving them a detailed picture of what hapopened. I think the supervising nurse was not there when my wife called last night, so I will make sure to report this again today…
What the fuck has this world come to, where people who can not fend for themselves must endure such ludicrous behaviour from ignorant morans like that poor excuse for a woman?? I have not been that mad, since I don’t know how long… And I am generally a peacful man…