posted on Jan, 4 2012 @ 11:03 PM
I once had this fight against the biggest kid on the block in front of all his mates and relatives. We stood toe to toe and he had his hands up like
he was setting the tone of the fight to go down the path of "Queensby Rules", I chuckled to myself and said to myself he aint gunna like how I will
fight this one out seeing I'm fighting for my life.
All his mates had circled around us and were egging him on, I noticed a person I considered a friend barracking for the big guy and thought to
self..self this guy aint your friend. Everyone there was barracking against me...I had no friends...still don't know why I was continually picked on
by this same big bully all the time but I was.
He swung first and hit me right in the mouth, I grabbed him and threw us both to the ground. I got on top and began to pound him with both fist's.
Then something strange happened, he grabbed hold of my hair when he realized he was being fairly beaten. I screamed as loud as I could to all that had
encircled me "You Big Girl, Look he's pulling my hair".
That guy lost so much face with that one simple act, he never bothered me again...I turned the tables.
The US has become that Big Guy I fought against in my younger days and some parallels could be drawn between the current US + Israel vs Middle East
conflict and my experiences with Bullies in my youth.
Some things just stay the same.