April 29, 2004
Fight! Fight!
I heard some commotion as I walked on Broadway just south of Union Square this evening. As I got closer to the noise, I saw two presumably homeless men having a heated argument. They were trading insults aimed at the other's genitals when the smaller of the two suddenly spat at the larger. That upset him to the point of exaggerated Kung Fu.
The smaller one did what always seems to happen in fights. He took his shirt off. Up to now, most of this "discussion" transpired either on or near the sidewalk. The larger one, however, decided to turn things into a real street fight, by, well, moving into the middle of the street.
As you can see, New York City traffic stops for no one. Cars and busses drove around the smaller one and the larger one as they exchanged additional genital insults. The insults seemed to focus on size and cleanliness.
More exaggerated Kung Fu from the larger one, including an intimidating Karate Kid, one-leg pose (the pic didn't come out). An ambulance pulled over waiting for some business. They were sort of like the ambulance chasers of ambulance drivers.
Some time had passed, and the larger one and smaller one were getting a little tired, though no actual punches or kicks were thrown. The insults lost their original pizzazz. The ambulance moved on to another potential fight and the crowd that had gathered was growing impatient. "Kick him! Spit on him again!"
The smaller one put his shirt back on and that's when I knew nothing would come up this.
Who was I rooting for during all of this? Since my last name is Law, I had to keep it in the family. Represent.
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posted by at April 29, 2004 10:44 PM
