I remember an incident where I was out driving with my g/f and this Chinese guy was being a complete tool. Driving real slow and changing lanes to cut us off whenever we wanted to pass. It was gettting kinda risky, so we opted for the better part of valour and ducked down a side street. Not 30 seconds later, here comes butthead right at us, so we stop, he stops and everyone hops outta the cars. He starts yelling at us, “You want fucking blowjob, I give you fucking blowjob”, in front of his wife and mother-in-law. My girlfriend was admonishing me, telling me to stay cool and not beat on the guy, which was the last thing I wanted to do anyway, but if he got physical, I would have abided him gladly. Anyhow, he keeps shouting about wanting to give me a “fucking blowjob”, so my g/f starts taking pictures. This seemed to bring him down to reality and he got in his car and left. Crazy ass shit.
Oh, did I mention this was in Vancouver.
Sorry to hear about your altercations Truant. I wouldn’t have stopped to talk to you if I had known you would get so freaked out about it. Next time I’ll just lower my eyes and walk on by, mmmkay?
But seriously, I hear what you are saying. I don’t worry so much about myself, but if some thug-a-bee took offense to me “dating” whom I do, and started in on her, well, that’s what really worries me. She has been stopped by cops and when they see my name (obviously foreign) on the registration for the scooter I bought her, they’ve detained her on the side of the road for an hour, making snide comments about foreigners and aids and how she is a disgrace to Taiwan. This is from the cops.
My worry then extends to the day we decide to have kids and the racism that will be levelled towards them. Remember DB’s kid getting shot with a BB gun? I’d fucking kill that kid. Then his entire family for raising such a redneck.
I am not sure if my fears have the sum total of packing up and shipping out. Not yet at least. But if they ever do, I will say this, it won’t be because I may be victimized by a random act of violence or, which seems to be the particular brand of violence this thread is discussing, road rage. Road rage, when it happens here, is surely very colorful, but that’s cuz it’s so outta place, imo. By contrast, we are shocked when we see the typically passive Taiwanese lose their lunch over something so minor as an errant honk.
These are people who could bottle fear of making a mistake. They’ve been laughed at, beaten, bullied and beseeched (to paraphrase TIME mag) to NEVER LOSE FACE BY COMMITTING THE UNFORGIVABLE SIN OF MAKING A MISTAKE. They shove this fear deep down into the pits of their guts, and when they are forced to swallow the seemingly insignificant indignity of having some barbarian honk at them, they lose it.
Not to forgive those whom’ve caused emotional harm to the victims of this thead, but to try and understand from whence this strange behaviour emenates. I blame legalism for everything.
The notion forwarded upthread about going all MAtrix on their ass holds water. I’ve moved through some pretty tough areas in my day. My trick was to look crazier than the craziest possible mutha-fucka out there. Don’t project yourself as a victim and you won’t become one.
SO far, so good. I am 1-0 with fighting in my adult life. And that was when I was 18. I am 44 now. And that was because he threw beer on us after a ball game cuz we were bitchin’ about how much our team sucked. Yeah, we used to take baseball pretty serious in the East End on Montreal. Them Bronx Bums got nuthin’ on us hopped up Frenchies. Especially after Stan Bahsen and Elias Sosa combine to load up the bases and serve up the final nail in a rain-delayed double header of grief.
But I digress.