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Originally Posted by Cowperson
A few years after High School ended, I learned one guy in our class had died in a roll-over and the very first thing that came spontaneously into my head on hearing the news was "GOOD!!"
That shocking thought caused a little bit of introspection on my part but even after all that, I still couldn't help thinking "GOOD!!" And I still think "GOOD!!" today as well.
The guy was a chronic, violent bully to everyone around him and the planet was far better off without him for sure.
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I knew a feller like that too. Sorta. He was violent and stupid. Mostly stupid from whence the violence sprang moreso than the bullying. You have to have a certain amount of your wits about you in order to be an effective bully methinks.
Stole my brother's bike but assumed that it would have no bearing on my relationship to him, because afterall, he didn't steal my bike. Like I said, stupid.
Petty Stupid. As far as his life experience went, it was normal to have close relatives serving time.
Nonetheless, this chap was born a punk, lived a punk's life and died a punk. Found dead in the parking lot of the Cecil Hotel with the ignominious distinction of having his shoes stolen posthumously.
I know you shouldn't speak ill of the those who have left this Mortal Coil, but in this case I'm guilty.