Thats true, Sev, very true. Its the duality of man. Our blessing and curse. We are all equal parts villian and hero in the mix. It's our choices and our thoughts that determine which side we present to the world.
I just have this unshakable belief that the certain factions of our population should be exempt from these kinds of base, shameful situations. Imagine that athlete? All year, they've trained, suffered, sacrificed, all for the chance for a place in the big show. It's so much more than any of us will ever achieve and to have some pompous, burger slurpin doughy-arsed spectator ridicule someone who's given more to this one moment than that spectator has given to everything he's done in the entire span of his life, is just beyond comprehension to me in its vileness.
Imagine this man in his 80s. He's survived the tale end of the depression, WWII, racial inequality, race riots, desegregation, managed to raise a family, lost his wife, and now, in the last leg of the winter of his days, three punk kids not only beat him down, but break his glasses and his dentures, and for WHAT?!?! All for a few bucks and a lottery ticket. I can't help but remember how crestfallen my father was the day they took his driving privileges away.
It may sound melodramatic but I believe in my heart he started to die a little that day. It was such a large part of all he had left. I have to imagine this man must feel the same or WORSE...
He deserved better.
Christ, I'm physically ANGRY thinking about this. I think I've gone past "GRRR", lol...