From: grendel@canetoad.UUCP (Rage y Romance)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: My Lamest Moment
Distribution: world
Date: 29 Aug 92 14:41:02 EDT
Organization: The Satellite of Love

In article <1992Aug29.080709.29120@news.Hawaii.Edu> rigler@galileo.ifa.hawaii.edu (Max Schnell) writes:
>grendel@canetoad.UUCP (Rage y Romance) writes:
>[an adventure story from his poverty-stricken youth]

(stuff deleted about Rigler's glance of this Hell we call Earth)

1st: how do you know I'm a "him".
2nd: Adventure??? The 1st time on a rollercoaster ride is a fucking
     ADVENTURE. I just like to think of that story as a particularly
     fucked up moment in my poverty-stricken youth.

3rd: You need to ask yourself what do we teach each other in society
     that you could have fallen back to sleep. I think your 
     subconscience, (which is taught a whole bunch of shit by
     the majority society) was driving and felt your
     preservation was more important than that woman's life.
     We as people are occassionally responsible for other people.
     Eventually we have to wake up and smell the slime and admit that
     fact to our conscience-selves.
                 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
     For example:

     I was riding the N.Y. subway (a.k.a. the beast) once and a whole 
bunch of guys came spilling on obviously excited about something. 
All of a sudden they split up and two of the dudes sat down took off 
their jackets and turned them inside out.

The train doesn't pull into the next station. It stops, backs up a little
then pulls forward again and stops.

Suddenly, at either end of the car two policeman come in making a compliment
of 4. All four are holding shot guns, major league pump actions.
 I was so close I can swear to God I could smell the fucking gun oil.

Everyone in the car is just frozen we're so goddamn scared.

One of the policeman starts,"We are looking for 8 to 10 youths. They just
committed a crime and are believed to be armed and very dangerous. We 
believe they got on this train on the last stop. Did anyone just see a group
of boys get on this train?"

Dead silence.

Another one of the cops takes a step further into the car and says,"Listen
up! You're thinkin' this isn't your problem because you're getting off
next stop. That's bullshit! 'Cause those boys walked up on a man slit his
throat and took his wallet! Now maybe tomorrow you're gonna meet these
boys again, or maybe ya wife will meet them or maybe ya mother will meet
them. And I'll be back here again. Don't make me have to come back here
looking for these guys because they took you down or took someone you
know down. Let's end this shit right here."

Dead silence. Then a man stands up and points the two guys out. 
The cops run up on the guys take them down and frisk them.
Walla! A knife and .22 from out of the front of their respective pants.

I don't know if I would have stood up. I honestly don't know, because
at the time I was REAL intimidated by those 12" gauges and was shit-
scared about making any sudden movements.

But I know, I KNOW, after teaching myself that I can't let some
one be savaged by an animal in front of me. The guy who stood up
in the train figured out he had to ride that train again tomorrow
and the day after that and maybe one day soon he was going to 
find out he had made the wrong decision by remaining seated.
He REALLY understood in that moment when that cop stopped speaking
that it wasn't just the cops' problem but it was also his problem.
So Rig, it is not your lamest moment unless you are willing to LET
something like that happen again.

Conscience over fear, conscience over fear; repeat that and tell your
friends often.

P.S. I AM PREACHING. I KNOW I'M PREACHING. WHAT THE FUCK OF IT!!!!
                       ^^^^
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"So I'm minding my own business...no, really. | ...uunet!canetoad!grendel
 And I see him, the HIM in big impressive     | canetoad!grendel@uunet.uu.net
 letters. And he owns me, I mean the way      |
 pigeons own N.Y...damn I'm had again."       |
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