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I Hate Bullies before/after There's this guy and a kid at the gym. He's a pudgy fellow with intent eyes. Not intent with passion, or anything directed. Intent with the eyes that hurt the weak. He's a pudgy fellow, big gut. Squat. Strong chin, always wears a dark baseball cap. Likes to act like he's lifting the entire world when he's lifting weights. Makes all kinds of grunting noises, like he's some bad bastard. He whips through his sets with shitty form and barks at his son. Then gets up and makes noise like he just put the weight of the world down. "DONT JUST WHIP THROUGH IT! DO IT!" And the kid has that same stupid brute look in the eye. When dealing either of them, you want the upper hand, but inside, they are cowards. They are bullies. I can smell them a mile away. I despise them. I loathe them. The kid, probably more than the dad. He's that awkward type that will bend other boys to his will because of sheer meaness and bullying. A real dork, a real tool. That angry, messed up look in beady eyes with the both of them, eyes close together suggesting inbreeding. And the dad verbally lashes the boy to do abdominal exercises that they both need to do. "C'MON! DO YOUR SETS! YOU NEED TO!" Making the kid angry inside, likely to be taken out on his playmates. I work out and fantasize about demolishing them. Moving through them like a hot knife through butter. Punching that asshole kid right between the eyes, smacking him around a little. Then working out on the dad, keeping the feet moving, dancing around him like a punching bag, a target he cant hit, can hit harder than he, and never relents. Just so he knows how it feels to be weak. Tactically, of course, beating down the old man before smacking the kid around is the best plan. The kid would probably start crying and there would be no father/son possibility of a gang-up. Always take the biggest one first. But that's not how it plays out in my mind. Its a visceral thing. I KNOW they're bullies... And I thought about it. Cruelty and physical abuse is how animals are made mean. Breaking down these two in physical terms would do no good, would not solve the problem. It would only send out more negative waves of consequence and action. They would only displace their feelings of self loathing on others weaker than they. Beating them down, and all they represent, would only cause more problems for other people. The weak. No, love is the only way to kill a bully, to stop the problem. Unconditional, unrelenting love. I do nothing. I've learned a better way. Meat-head redneck testosterone conflicts usually lead nowhere good. And the mind is the best weapon of them all. Beware the creative man.
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