Near Chinatown, crazies always bother people. I have compassion for some of them, but others were always evil, then took drugs and now are just demons in human skin.
One day this one was yelling and threatening to hit a woman so I beat him very severely in an alley and he started crying. To him we all look the same so I wasn't afraid of being reported to police.
I am very kind to people who want help, but no matter if people are sick I can't take a bully. Actually every bully is out of balance.
I learned that when I hit his head it bounced like a ball. I also learned that my knuckles felt like pingpong balls hitting a volleyball. Many traditional techniques pull the person in or root them down before hitting. This must be to keep the ball from flying away.
After hitting his head 5 or 6 times I found it natural to hit him in the neck instead. I had no desire to punch his body because I was afraid of his ribs. Actually with real hitting his bones scared me. I kicked him in the guts at last which made him cry so I stopped.
We imagine hitting people everwhere, but after that I am really afraid of people's bones. Most bones are harder than your knuckles. Please consider this.
