|"I laugh at your barbarous ways."|
-Un Stéreôtyppe Française
Here, let me set the scene for you: it's the night before Black Friday, and shoppers in San Antonio Texas are lined up at Sears to buy outdoor furniture and dishwashers at exactly the same price they would pay online but they're doing it at midnight and wearing pajamas because...uh...I don't know, we have screwed up priorities.
|"Hey what's up? Huh? Yeah, I'm waiting in line at Sears for the |
Black Friday Sale. The inter-wha-? The internet? No, never heard of it..."
-The Guy on his cellphone
|"Oh beautiful, for spacious skies..."|
|Hanes Her Way socks for $8: Worth |
dying for? No. Killing for? Absolutely.
So it should come as no surprise that people were upset. There was shouting and name-calling; both appropriate responses to a violation of the social contract. But do you know what Cutsy McGee did then? He punched some guy. What the hell, right? But it gets worse: the guy he punched pulled a gun. Because that's what you do. Weighing the prospect of deep-discounts on name-brand appliances against the possibility of getting shot, the line-cutter and people he cut scattered and no one was hurt but still, wow. And get this, the guy with the gun has a permit to carry a concealed weapon so no charges were filed because Texas.
I know I'm a pretty limp-wristed liberal and all, but does anyone else think it's screwed up that you can wave a gun around a crowded mall as long as you have a license? Yeah, he got punched and that sucks but whatever happened to telling a grown-up? Like, call security or the cops, why is threat of death option #1?
|"Take your fucking hands off that Kenmore® top loader."|