Monday, July 6th, my oldest son was mugged as he waited for a bus at the bus terminal. He and a friend made the mistake of leaving the terminal for a smoke and consequently he was mugged.
His assailant was a Nigga. Not an African American, nor a Black American, but a Nigga, complete with lip stud, two piercings in one ear and baggy Nigga pants. Now I don't usually use that term to refer to people of color, but after listening to the crap music my eldest listens to, Nigga this and Nigga that, pop a cap on yo ass, I felt that this individual was well within that description.
Don't get me wrong, I have friends that are African Americans, Latino Americans, Native Americans, Asian Americans and other ethnicities. I don't feel that I am racist. I hate everyone equally. Seriously though, when I found out about him being mugged, my first thought was payback. That quickly passed with the rationalization that this person would be impossible to find in a city of 200,000 people.
It seems that the boys were out smoking in an area with no surviellance cameras when this "Nigga" ran up and punched my son in the face, knocking him down. They fought a bit, but with being hit hard first, my son was dazed and didn't have it in him to put up much resistance, therefore he was beat-up pretty much.
The Nigga then took his wallet and removed the money he had, throwing the wallet at him and spitting on him. He then ran off. The boys went back to the bus terminal and caught the bus home, rather than sticking around and filing a police report.
I expect that as things get worse, this kind of thing will become more common, even in the smaller towns. The police can't protect you, and in most cases you are wasting your time filling out the police report as nothing will ever come of it. My son learned a valuable lesson, and I was extremely relieved that he had not been injured worse, or even killed in the incident. Now I am evaluating non-lethal protection for him to carry, such as a stun gun and/or pepper spray.
There is one other odd thing that happened that day. I had a feeling come over me at work that something was wrong. I passed it off as being hungry or tired and ingnored it the rest of the day. Next time I will call my boys and warn them to be on the lookout for anything out of the norm. It may save them from harm.
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