Those fake tough guys:
I’m good and goddamn sick and tired of these right wing assholes stating how they’re going to come out and righteously kill all of us liberals. I told the story about three years ago but I think it bears retelling at this time:
After this fat fuck was inaugurated, I had been a member of one of those Jewish Facebook groups which tended to devolve into political discussion. Of course, there were a few utter and complete assholes who dominated the conversation and attempted to shut down any progressive thought. As most of you are aware, since you have attempted to participate on a mixed-political website or two with little success, these people can be incredibly offensive and obnoxious. One particular winger was even worse than the rest of them: to give you an idea, he in no uncertain terms impugned the birthright of my mother, and, without repeating the specific language, it was not the kind of verbiage do you want to hear about your own mother.
Well, a couple months go by and I’m invited to a party at the top of an elite building on Fifth Avenue In NY in this fairly elite club on a Saturday night. So I get all dressed up and go to New York to meet my friend, and attend the party. About an hour in I overhear someone address somebody and say I want you to meet my friend and names the name of the guy from the Facebook group. I take a look at him and sure enough, bingo! I walk over to him, and say to him “Do you know who I am?“. He stared at me for a moment said, “no actually I don’t. who are you?” I stated my name and At that exact moment all the blood drained out of his face and neck. His eyes could not meet mine he’s staring at the floor.
I said, “I know you’re a real tough guy. So now’s your chance to say all that shit right to my face.“ He said, “you know, we say a lot of stuff on the Internet that we probably shouldn’t”. I said to him the only reason that you are still standing vertically is that if I do what I would like to do to you they would be two or three police cars, an ambulance, and quite possibly a coroner. Shoving your face through that wall would give me more pleasure than you can imagine but I really don’t feel like going to jail... For YOU.” He literally did not take his eyes off the floor and I said to him you ever open your fucking mouth like that to me again Online and I’ll make a special trip up here to your office.
He left shortly thereafter. My friend swore they’d never seen me look like that before: I’m not a big man by any means but when I get enraged it seems to scare people. One guy once while we were watching The Godfather at the part where Sonny beats the shit out of Carlo with the trash can lid, said to me: Sonny reminds me of you when you get really mad. I could see you doing that”. (I inherited that from my mother. )
These fuckers have big yaps but boy do they quiet down when a cop or an authority figure shows up.
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