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Fight Club

On the Web, Punch and Click
All the major Web services employ teams of people to scour user postings and remove objectionable material. But since nudity and sexually oriented videos command the most attention, violence often slips past.

It’s like I keep saying: it’s a crazy fucked-up world where people are more offended by the sight of adults engaged in consensual sex than by the sight of adults beating the living crap out of one another. It’s got to come from some weird aversion to pleasure, right? Some leftover from the few up-tight religious freaks who were involved in founding our country. (Their up-tight freakish descendants are, alas, happily perpetuating their sick rejection of physical pleasure.)

I don’t really care about adults who voluntarily beat the crap out of one another. I used to enjoy watching professional boxing way back in the day. I enjoyed the movie Fight Club. These guys, though… they’re just fools. There’s nothing particularly interesting about watching idiots beat each other up.

I actually went to one of the sites mentioned in this Washington Post article and downloaded one of the less awful-looking fight videos. It was a couple of young women who pretty much just slapped at each other and threw drinks on each other. Big deal. I witnessed a MUCH more interesting fight between two women once about 25 years ago. I’m not going to name names but it went like this: It’s a wedding reception, right? And the bride, who is known for her temper, has some issues with the girlfriend of one of the groomsmen. Much alcohol had already been drunk by the time something set them off. No girlish slapping here! There was punching! And kicking! And, by the time it finally ended, the bride had the other woman down on the floor, hands around her neck, repeatedly smacking the woman’s head against the floor while chanting, “You bitch! You bitch!”

Ah… the good old days.

The groom and some of his friends finally separated them and the party pretty much went on as if nothing had happened.

I guess these things have to be expected when you have excellent blues musicians providing live music for your reception. Blues does that to people.

By the way… I didn’t see her, but I hear the other woman was a bruised-up mess the next day. The bride’s famous comment was: “She looked like 20 miles of bad road.”