illusionofjoy | Yesterday's pervert, yesterday's chest-pain (Reply)

I would say that I've had better days than yesterday. After leaving the library, where I perform the daily ritual of checking my email, etc., I boarded a trolley for home only to see the most vile of lecherous displays. Some retard with a monobrow was going up to every remotely attractive woman on the train, making comments and copping a feel when he could. He was like Quagmire (from the Family Guy) with a single-digit IQ. When he came near me, I was nearly run over as he attempted to capture another victim.

What I don't understand is how every woman who was molested and violated simply didn't fight back. This troll could have been easily knocked cold on his ass and I'm willing to bet that the driver wouldn't have said a thing (especially considering that the monobrow perv went up to the driver and said, "hey baby, how long are you ridin' this train?"). By the time I got to my stop - the same one he decided to exit - I wanted to beat the shit out of him myself. The fact is that I could have, since there weren't many other people around. I could have waited for him to pay his fare and then dove in and attempted to imprint his forehead upon a bus stop sign.

Still, I opted not to. Even sadder is that I didn't even bother to tell the booth attendent to call the Port Authority Police on this creep. All I had to say was that he was harrassing several female passengers, could something be done? Instead, I didn't, which makes me no better than all the other victims on the trolley. I rationalise by thinking, "oh well, it wouldn't have done any good anyhow," but I wonder about the harm of my inaction.

I got home and turned on my cell phone only receive a voice mail which had me headed straight back to the trolley. missjoi's mother had called and left me a message that she was in the hospital. Joi was having chest pains at work yesterday and they took her out in a stretcher. My rage changed to concern, I went to the hospital to see how she was doing. Despite having to leave work, she seemed to be doing alright. She had a sense of humour about her and informed me to that every test they have done so far has come back negative.

My fears have been allayed for the moment. Of course, then I go and read an article about a woman whose surgeons left a hole in her skull for months this morning and I was awash in a moment of panic. I doubt they're going to need to cut anything out of Joi (I hope). Let's see those tests keep coming back negative.