My intention was not and is not to imply that you are in any way a 'bloody maniac', as you put it.
If this is the impression I have given, then I apologize.
The point I was trying to convey was that I have NOT undergone the same experiences as you have, and so cannot fully relate to your point of view.
I have worked many a night-shift in my youth.
I walked home at 3 a.m. every night through dark alley ways and underground train passes, the occassional rat scurrying around my feet, to then vanish into some obscure fissure unseen.
I have also encountered many a dark and looming figure, some drunk and rowdy, others very silent who just seemed to appear out of nowhere, who somehow seemed much more of a threat than the fellow too smashed to walk straight.
Many times my heart has begun thumping heavily in my chest in anticipation of a possible confrontation with these fellows.
I have been very fortunate in these matters....that none of these individuals turned out to be 'aggressive attackers'.
On some of these occasions I had to pass beside them in close quarters,in the small stench filled passageways under the trains.
Some of the less refined one's have uttered some incomprehensible, rude, or insulting gibberish at me which, depending on the degree of the insult or drunkness, I either chose to ignore, or to which I replied in a civilized manner, usually with a smile.
And the rest (the majority)of my encounters simply looked at me and continued on their way to wherever they were heading.
Noone ever bothered me. I am very fortunate.
Maybe it's my height and girth, or maybe I look ferocious and intimidating
I am supremely grateful that I have not had to fight for my life as you have. If I had had to depend upon my fighting skills for survival, I mightn't be here right now to misinterpret everything.
Thanks for providing your life's experiences, and point of views occurring from them.
I am merely presenting mine.
[This message has been edited by psalchemist (edited 09-12-2003).]