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Where's my belt?

You know what needs to come back in style?  Not the Afro, not the hightop fade and certainly not bell bottoms.  Well, bell bottoms are kinda funky but what we really need is good old fashioned ass whippings.

I'm anti-violent but I'm not non-violent.  Sometimes people don't need three hots and a cot or even a couple of weekend anger management classes.  They just need to understand that they REALLY fucked up.  What better way to know you messed up than a lingering injury.

Pain is nature's way of telling you not to do that again.  You grab a hot skillet and nature doesn't non-violently protest.  No, you get burned.  You jump off of rooftop and land awkwardly, your back doesn't write you a letter espousing its disapproval.

When some meth head breaks into your car and falls asleep, why not take your cue from nature and whip that ass.  Be careful because drug addicts often have that super cracky strength so make sure you give them a surprise beating.  Don't give them the chance to get all methed up and prepared. 

Also, we shouldn't be afraid to dole out some preemptive beat downs.  If you see someone buying bath salts at the gas station, just whip that ass before they decide to eat someone's face.  If you're feeling like a workout, beat the shit out of the guy selling that shit too.  There's no cause for that.

If people weren't so averse to doling out the beatings, maybe we could stem the flow of murders.  You can't possibly think that some of the murders that happen in this country aren't caused by disrespect that worthy of a beat down and not a murder.  Police should cut people some slack if they can explain, "Hey, he needed his ass whipped.  He owed me 20 dollars."  or "He was talking crazy to my mother." 

Think about it from the other side.  Would you rather say "I got my ass kicked." or "I got shot", "I got arrested." or "I'm dead!"

Wouldn't be a better world if more people just got their ass kicked?

America, put down the guns, ball up your fist and do your community a service, learn how to fight and save a life.

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