NYT has a great article about perverts who expose themselves to or grope women on the NYC subways.
Not exactly news... every woman I know has seen this kind of thing. And I've seen a man take down his pants and dance, singing at the top of his lungs, on a crowded train on a Friday night. That was actually funny, though.
But remember my post from last year about me shooing a greasy pedophile away from a little girl on the subway? Not funny.
These guys don't need help, or jail, so much as they need a good harpoonin'. Nothing drives a point home like the swish-thunk-twang of a harpoon in the torso, maybe followed by a stern lecture on respecting others. Where are you, The Whaler?
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