packed bus. guy standing in the aisle rants about how he's going to cut the next person who messes with him, who asks him to move, who touches him, who basically does anything in relation to him. he says repeatedly he has razors and he'll cut someone and take them out or punch them bap bap bap then run off the bus and get away. some people smirk and the person nearest to him in the aisle on one side shies away from him. ignoring is fine. not making oneself a target is fine. shying away is fine.
but if this were philadelphia where i used to live, i can't help but think people would have literally gotten off the bus out of actual fear or yelled for the bus driver to do something. or called the police on their cell phones. seattle is so damned laid back that even someone giving all the signs of being a real threat (and providing the added negative motivation of smelling like shit and vomit) is ignored. the response of most appeared to be turning up their ipods. well npr won't save you when you're being razored and punched. and last i checked threats were considered assault, then battery is the actual attack.
i want seattle to be in the present. i want seattle to have emotion. i want seattle to be real. i want the same things of myself. i was crammed in the far back of the bus. nowhere to move. no cell phone. alone in my emotions. with a threat between me and the door. that's not a good place to be. i need a bath.
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