Breaking Borders and Aftermath

Following a trail of blood from a sidewalk to a courtroom and, finally, jail. Someone told me there were no self defense laws in this city, I know the law when it comes to that and these things are statewide.
Lately there has been more of the same, 'If that were me I would have,' yeah right, if you would have done that chances are your situation would have ended much worse, if not in the incident itself, then in the courtroom with the Prosecutor while you are wearing that jumpsuit and handcuffs.

Then there are the nightmares, people like to cover that up, they like to play it tough, but there is always a price to pay, it doesn't matter how big or small you are, Psychological damage does not care for height, race, creed, or sexual orientation.
Nor does it really care how much you can bench press, or how fast you are with your hands, feet, or even your mouth.

You think you can, but this is not the Little Engine that Could. Things can go very badly very quickly, perhaps you could look at what might have been done to avoid this, but the way the world is going chances are it would have happened anyway, or something else might have happened that turned out much worse.
There really is no predicting the chaos, perhaps there is no preparing for the chaos, but the fact remains that the chaos exists, accept it, that is reality; denial is the same thing as closing your eyes and counting to five.
Tell yourself 'this isn't happening' all you want, if it is happening there is no amount of talking it out of existence, though that does not mean there is no chance of talking your way out of it.

We went to eat at my brother's restaraunt, which is in an area of town that is very upper-class, the food was great, the people were awesome, and the prices were surprisingly reasonable.
Stepping outside, seven squad cars passed in less than six minutes, routine patrol. Drug deals went down at the park across the street and just last week a man was nearly beaten to death a block up from that park.
Welcome to the Brave New World where the lines have blurred and avoidance seems to be more difficult.

Acceptance weighs more as currency, understanding comes with time, but never complete understanding... You think you can? Maybe you can, but you will not be the same in the aftermath and it is never quite the way you imagine.