Sometimes Violence is the Answer

God hates a coward and so do I.

I just read about a man who watched his wife get raped by a policeman. The man hid in a closet for two hours so the policeman wouldn’t know he was there. One hour after the policeman left the man called the hospital for help. The man wasn’t a criminal, he was just a coward whom the policeman enjoyed picking on.

If my wife was raped by someone right in front of me I’d put him down like a dog. Two in the back of the head, pop pop. Be the man a policeman, a priest, or a common criminal. If there were no guns, as was the case with this story (it happened in China) then I would use anything I could get my hands on and if no weapons were to be found I would use my bare hands.

I read stories all the time about brave men who killed the rapist of their wife or daughter, men who took justice into their own hands and I salute these men. I sincerely respect men who will take action into their own hands. The police aren’t there to help. No one will help you in times like that. No judge or priest or therapist will unrape your daughter but they will spit in your face and A) Let the rapist go free or B) Tell you to forgive or C) Set up a dialogue between you and the filthy animal who raped your daughter so you can talk about your feelings.

I won’t forgive and I won’t forget. It’s an impossibility that I could ever let that happen to someone I care about. Terror can make you strong or terror can take you over, like the coward hiding in the closet. There is almost no one on this planet that I care about, but there isn’t a soul on this planet that could hurt someone I actually do care about while in my presence.

For all the brave men who took care of business and are now in prison you have my respect and you most assuredly have the undying love and respect of your family. That’s what a hero is. A hero isn’t someone who can play basketball or football really well, single moms aren’t heroes, minorities who left their poor country and set up shop in the land of opportunity aren’t heroes. Men who protect their families at all costs are Heroes with a capital H.

Make no mistake, friend, there are animals out there who love to prey on the weaklings. If you needed a reason to get in the gym and build some strength or learn MMA then I could hardly think of a better one.

Every peaceful, law abiding, family loving man has violence locked up in his heart. There may be a time when you have to let it out. If that time should come, you most certainly should be prepared and know how to use your violence. The filthy animals won’t hesitate to use it against you and yours.