I openly admit I’m a wimp. Seriously. I couldn’t fight my way out of a paper bag. It’s not that I’m weak or puny but I abhor violence, receiving it, dishing it out, or even watching it play out in front of me.
Which means this video is not pleasant for me to watch. I feel every punch to the face, every clothesline take-out, every severe hit to the body. But part of me can’t help watching it. And wincing.
I don’t understand why people fight like this because nothing is achieved. Do they actually enjoy it? Beating someone in the face or taking a beating to their own face? I really can’t see the appeal myself.
At least there were no weapons involved, which is always a danger. Getting into a fist fight, no matter how severe, is one thing, but introduce a knife or a gun and things can quickly get out of hand.
It’s a scary, scary world. And it sometimes makes me feel like becoming a hermit.
