When was the last time you were violent?
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October 14th, 2009
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Were you in the right? Were you not? What were the consequences?
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I haven’t been violent…in…I can’t remember when. But there’s one little SOB that if I could get my hands around his neck, he’d be DEAD.
While I may have implied a willingness to do violence (whether true or not) more recently, the last time I actually did touch another person in anger was in January 1993. My roommate at the time was being a major-league ass to me, and I snapped. I picked him up by the throat and threw him into a chair. :-(
Was I in the right? Well, my roommate really was provoking me and being a jerk; what he was doing was wrong. But it doesn’t excuse what I did. My reaction was completely unacceptable and over-the-line.
Luckily, there were no legal or physical consequences. We’d been friends for years, and I think he realized after it happened what a jerk he was being, and he didn’t make anything of it. But our friendship—while it survived the incident—hasn’t really been the same since…
Dang… That was years ago when I was still a kid. I would fist-fight with my younger brother when we got into really bad arguments. I seriously can’t remember who was right or wrong (but then again, in arguments that bad both are probably wrong anyway).
And the consequences were simply that my other two younger siblings would laugh at the comical scene unfolding in front of their eyes (as I, influenced by my share of kung fu flicks, tried to emulate the action stars while my brother just went into full kick-and-punch-unscrupulously mode). Nobody was badly hurt and after a while, just like siblings, we made up.
Ah… Childhood…. I miss it…
Around 20 years ago. I was frustrated with a family member, and out of anger punched a wall. Gnarly looking knuckles and lots of tears (you know when you are so filled with emotion, you cry?). I’ve never physically hurt anyone, though.
The last time I was violent was this past Saturday but before that it had to had been like months ago. Anyway, I got pretty pissed because I was walking across a parking to my car when an older woman almost hit me with her car. She rolled down her window while I was still shocked from the event and shrugged her shoulders indifferently. I snapped. I didn’t hit her or anything but I made sure I degraded her in front everybody. I wish I hadn’t though because in turn I made myself look like a pissy bitch. i should’ve just left her alone and called security and told him that there was an old hag trying to runover ppl.
You mean aside from trying to set fire to bunnies?
It has been a long, long time since I acted out with violence, I was probably not even 20 years old. That doesn’t mean that I have not been spitting nails angry with people since then, just that I have developed more self- control. I’m not convinced that I have ever been in the right when acting out violently.
Never.
Well that just makes me feel like the most boring person on earth. I should go chill with Gandhi.
To an object: Last year. My wife and I were in a bad place (deaths, finances, unemployment) – I was so stressed and frustrated I punched a picture hanging on the wall. Glass was everywhere and I cut my hand wide open. I was definitely in the wrong.
To a human: Over twenty years ago, in high school. I had been picked on relentlessly through middle school, but when I got to high school I had developed some confidence and my current football player size. This one kid would not leave me alone. I tried talking to him but he was relentless in his taunts. I finally tossed him down a flight of stairs. It wasn’t pretty. I’m not proud if it, but no one ever bugged me again.
Every time I am on the toilet.
To a thing, 2009. I ruined a perfectly nice pillow earlier this year in hopes of releasing my pent-up anger over several assaults committed upon me by my “step-father”, his brother, my aunt and her son when I was a child.
To a person, 1981. Shortly after I’d turned 12, my cousin grabbed me by my hair and tried to slam my head into a wall. He’d just gotten yelled at and wanted to take it out on someone. I wrenched out of his grip and punched him with a couple of quick right jabs to the nose. He bled profusely. I don’t know if I was right, but I was defending myself, so I don’t feel guilty about it.
Wow, yeah, after that day, I never got physically violent with anyone, even when I could reasonably claim self-defence or was being otherwise attacked. But after I left “home,” no one has ever attacked me. Now, of course, I’m capable of killing someone with my bare hands.
When I was 12. I used to keep my younger brothers in line because I was bigger than they were. That year my 11 yo brother had a growth spurt and when I tried to push him around one day and he knocked me on my butt. I’ve been a pacifist ever since.
Back in college when I was taking karate and felt invulnerable enough to go check my post office box late at night. But he started it. I just finished it.
Probably over a year ago when I fought with my brother. Other than that, that’s it. I’m generally not a violent person at all, but Justin makes me so damn mad sometimes… :)
I have violent pretty frequently, but I don’t act on them… I don’t want to go to jail.
lol, if you say so
And, it should say “violent thoughts”
I just punched a slow piece of shit a few minutes ago.
Sorry Mr. Computer, it won’t happen again…
I was at the bus stop about a month ago, and this really creepy guy wouldn’t leave me alone. Then he had nerve enough to wrap his arm around my waist, and call me baby. I turned around kicked him where it counts,( sorry to all of you guys), and then pushed him into the bench. I know I was wrong, and I kept walking away, and he kept following me. I’m not a violent person, but nobody would help me out, so I had to take things in my own hands.
@shego – No one has the right to touch you without your consent unless you’re injured/unconscious and they’re giving you assistance. If people are going to violate your boundaries like that man did, you are free (dare I say even compelled) to defend yourself in any way you can. You were not wrong.
@shego, that is self-defense and your actions were far from wrong. Dude deserved all he got.
P.S. Shego is my favorite cartoon villain of all time.
@shego No, you were NOT wrong. Good for you!!!
I have violent fantasies all the time, it’s a coping mechanism and help keeps that smile plastered on my face when I really feel like punching someone. In fact, I had a fairly grisly fantasy last night involving one of my roommates, who is possibly the dirtiest, loudest, most immature, and selfish person I’ve ever had the pleasure to live with.
I’m actually a pretty non-violent person who believes in rational discussion rather than emotional explosions. I think the last time I was violent toward a person was when I was 12 and basically defended myself against two girls who were itching for a fight.
Objects.. I’d say the last time was in the past year, I’m sure I threw something (across the room, not at someone) out of frustration, but I can’t remember what.
@shego – Sounds like the same guy I ran into at the post office that time back in college. I kicked him then, too.
@Darwin – if he didn’t learn his lesson then, he definitely needed another swift kick!
I used to go to bars in order to get into fights so that I could hit people. It didn’t matter to me if I got hurt, or even if I got by far the worst of it; I wanted to indulge my impulse to strike someone violently. It has been more than 35 years since I have acted on this impulse, but anyone who has followed me on Fluther knows I have a temper, and, for instance, would make a terrible moderator.
@SuperMouse Thanks. And to everybody else, I feel bad about it, but I had to do it. I don’t take to kindly to stalkers.
@galileogirl That sounds exactly like my relationship with my younger brother! He’s the only person I’ve ever beat up on, and the day he realized he could kick my ass was the day I had to learn new, non-aggressive tactics. Good thing too, because now he towers over me and is covered in big bulging muscles.
As for inanimate objects, once in a while I will demolish something. Usually I snap, throw something, break it, and then feel bad about it. It’s never something really important or valuable. Maybe a pen. I wonder if there’s room for me to hang out with @Sarcasm and Ghandi?
I think it would be a lot of fun to smash some dishes or throw something through a window, but not so much fun to replace those things. I should have tried it when I was still living at home.
I’m not violent at all, but the few times I have been, alcohol, specifically tequila, has been involved. Probably 10+ years ago…I avoid the tequila shots now for the most part.
@MissAusten That’s why we are better at using our communications skills. Re the fun of smashing, there is the non-fun of cleaning up the mess.
Well, this does fit under the definition of violence, but it wasn’t done in anger or fear, it was a job requirement.
About 3 years ago I used to work in a residential treatment facility where I occasionally had to physically restrain self-injurious or violent adolescents. Of course, the kids usually fought to stop the restraint so I’d have to fend-off punches, kicks, bites, scratches, etc. I was trained, and I never did anything outside of my training, but the altercations were violent.
Before that, it must have been around 1993. I punched my sister and sent her flying down about 7 stairs or so. She kicked my 3 year old nephew, her son, and I went off.
Yesterday. He wouldn’t get off of me.
I once swatted my son for lying. It was many, many years ago.
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