Many more thoughts to come, but this:
… is more than a little disturbing to me. Because Banana Joe’s (what a terrible, terrible name) is within two blocks of my bar. Because I hear more and more things like this every week. And because what kind of morons have so little disregard for life (and so much need to prove how manly they are) that they will pull guns after a bar fight with five — FIVE — police officers nearby?
I don’t hold the cops responsible, by the way. Not in the least. I do hold the idiot who let the sixteen-year-old into an eighteen-and-up club a little responsible, and the parents (or parental units). But mostly the weight of all this goes on the people who do these things, and the people who glorify such actions.
And I’m slowly turning into an old person. Because in my day, when we were gonna pop some caps in someone’s ass over something stupid, we had to walk uphill in the snow both ways to do it.