Friday, May 16, 2008

He buzzes like a fridge, hes like a detuned radio...

I am not sure if it is appropriate to blog about this or not, but I do feel a need to share it. a day or so after the Monster beat me, I told a very good, platonic, male friend of mine what happened and he stopped over to see me to see if I was telling the truth about the extent of my injuries, as he tends to think that no one could possibly have as much drama in my life, and I therefore maybe I was exaggerating the extent of my injuries.

Needless to say, he was infuriated when he saw me. As a human being, as a man and as my friend. He could not comprehend something like this being done to someone, let alone someone he loved and cared about. He decided, without my knowledge that he would take a ride and have a talk with the Monster about what is and is not an acceptable way to treat a woman.

It is important to state that my friend is about as calm as they come. He has never been in trouble a day in his life. He is a good guy. I have known him well over 15 years and have never seen him raise his voice or loose his cool. Anyway, as the story was told to me, he took a ride out to his house and sat waiting for him to come home from work. When the monster pulled in the driveway, my friend pulled in behind him. He did not disguise himself, his vehicle or his plates.

He walked over to the car and told the monster that he was a friend of mine and that he needed to step out of the truck as they needed to have a conversation. The monster, refused. He made a statement about how he was recording this and how my friend was trespassing on private property and he should leave. My friend explained, calmly that he would leave just as soon as he steeped out of his truck and spoke to him. Again, the monster, big tough guy who beats on 115 lb women, would not get out of his truck. Now mind you, I do not know for sure what my friends intentions were, if it were to be a conversation or a confrontation. I only know he was doing this in my honor and defense.

Long story short they started to push and pull at each other a bit through the window, and my friend finally said this is ridiculous, walked away and OK, this might sound bad, pulled a hammer out of his car. At this point the monster RAN from his car into his backyard screaming that he would be sorry, he was going to jail, etc. Not so tough when it is a man he is confronted with. My friend then, in anger smashed the windshield of his truck, his cell phone that dropped as he ran from the truck and a few more slams to the hood of the truck. Decided this was not what his intention here was, knew he had crossed a line, got in his car and drove home.

A few hours later, detectives showed up at his house with a warrant for his arrest. He was being charged with felony (!) criminal mischief, and a few other ridiculous bogus felony charges. He admitted what he had done to the detectives, told them why and even went as far to show them some digital pics he had taken of me the day before. The detectives then told him how the monster had quote a violent reputation in his home town, and well, although they should arrest him, it would be best for all involved, if he just came to court the following Tuesday to be arraigned. No point in him having to sit in a jail cell. Everyone has a sister, mother, wife, GF.

My friend had to hire a lawyer. It is important to say, that I felt awful about what he had done, that he got himself into trouble, and was looking at felony charges, possible jail time and restitution for the damage he did to the monsters truck. My friend had no regrets, he felt strongly that the monster deserved this and a whole lot more.

My friend had his court date on Wednesday. He was anxious. He gets to court and he has to have a sit down with his lawyer, the DA and the judge. All charges DROPPED. Not even restitution. The judge said this is what they call western justice, old school style.

Karma, baby.

9 comments:

Syd said...

Kel, your friend was lucky. My guess is that things could have turned out a lot differently if the AH who beat you had a weapon or if a different judge had been presiding. He's lucky. No matter what I think that it's best to leave dangerous snakes alone. Some day, their heads will get chopped off if they bite the wrong person.

BrokenHeartedMom said...

Agree with Syd on this one. You & friend are lucky! Certainly the luck of the draw with the judge. I would be concerned that Monster might retailate on his own now. Watch your back, girlfiend.

Beth said...

yeah, you guys are lucky. But, I'm glad you had someone to stand up for you. Guy is lucky I wasn't around. He'd be sleepin' wit' da fishes.

Misery Marketing said...

Thats fuckin awesome

Wife de Dingus said...

I love it.

working mom NYC said...

Hi, Kel--
Had a couple of minutes to catch up on your blogs. Nice to see some justice done.
Lisa

vicariousrising said...

I'm glad you have a good friend in your corner. I'm also glad he did not get in any permanent trouble for scaring the asshole, who deserves a whole lot worse than what he got. You shouldn't feel awful that your friend came to your defense - you should be happy someone loves you so much (and also tell him not to risk himself in that way... what if the monster had a gun?)

I really hope that the monster gets sent to jail. I really, really do.

Catherine said...

Wow - I am glad your friend got off - I wish what happened to you did not - my husband when he drank became abusive - and I had ocassion to have the police haul him away - I wish you much luck in life.

Laura said...

Good Morning Kel,

I came over to your site from another. My gut instinct is "hooray!" even though I know in this day and age defending a woman against a bully is no longer considered correct. Supposedly the law will handle it. hmmmmm.....

Glad to read you...