You especially didn't want to put your hands on my siblings. They are my first babies. I would still act crazy, to this day, if one of my babies got picked on!! I remember one kid pushed my little brother off the stone wall in our neighborhood. The neighbor and his offending friend hid in their house when I went over to settle the score. I was so pissed off by the time I got on the school bus the next morning that I assaulted BOTH of them. Repeatedly. Slaps in the face for the better part of the bus ride. That shit needed an answer, you heard?? From mama bear.
I got mad at Russell for doing the same thing a weekend or so ago. We were at a bar in Manchester, a totally disgusting little place called Raxx. We decided we wanted to leave early because, frankly, our yard with a fire was more fun than this place. We were saying our goodbyes in the smelly alley, behind the bar, when a friend of a friend, decided that he could probably scale the brick wall, up to a fire escape. At this point, I would like to mention that this partiular wall scaler, is one of the most benign characters I have ever encountered.
He jumped up on the wall, like Spider Man, and got his elbows hooked on the floor of the fire escape. We were all smiling and laughing, "Haha! Nice dude!", when a man walked up under him, grabbed one of his legs and started pulling down on him. "Get off the building, get off the building," he kept saying. Now if you understand the kids position, getting off the building in the manner in which the man wanted him off the building, would have caused him bodily harm. So his only option was to hang on for dear life while his leg got wrenched on.
We all stood there at first. I didn't even realize that the guy was serious until I saw how hard the kid was holding on to avoid getting pulled violently to the ground, from fifteen feet in the air. Once I realized what was happening I immediately ran over and said, "He can't let go until you let go!! Let go!!" My other girlfriend was pleading, "Just ask him to get down!" I am not sure if "Leg Puller" lessened his hold at this point, or the kid miraculously figured out how to navigate the situation, but somehow he freed his leg and dropped to the ground.
"Leg Puller" immediately advances on the gentle wall climber, pinning him against the wall and berating him for climbing on "his building." It seems to me, at this point, that we are dealing with a bully. Bullies advance on gentle souls that allow pricks to back them up against a wall. People like Russell, get in bully's faces. Russell yells, "Hey! Hey!," as the guy tries to ignore him. "Leg Puller" doesn't really want to deal with Russell. No potential to bully unchecked there.
The guy turns to Russell, as he is given no choice. I realize that Russell might end up in jail if things don't go another direction. So I try the old, "Walk away, honey. Lets just leave." I am ignored, the crazy eyes are already on their target. Russell yells, "Can you do me a favor? Only if you have time....GO FUCK YOURSELF!!" The guy's monkey looking girlfriend starts yelling, "You better watch yourself!" And "Leg Puller" is yelling, "Leave! Get out of here." And Russell the whole while, waving his arms, and coming up with hilariously witty and infuriating insults. Chaos.
We somehow get in the car without the fight actually ensuing. Russell had enough sense not to attack without being physically assaulted first, and lets face it, "Leg Puller" wasn't about to open that can of whoop ass. I was furious with Russell. "When I ask you to walk away, YOU WALK AWAY. You have three children to think about. Are you trying to get thrown in jail??" He looks at me and says, "Honey? What was I supposed to do. He had Pete pinned up against the wall. Pete didn't know what to do! It worked too. He left him alone after that."
I realize then, that it wasn't about being a tough guy. It was about protecting our friend who scaled the wrong brick wall. Russell was like the colorful daddy bird, creating a distraction from the nest. He was right too. It did work.
So I am not really sure what the point of this blog was....that we bully bullies? Is that wrong too? I guess if it is wrong, I don't wanna be right :)
Here I am smooshing my baby's face....I really love his ass!!
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