RE: Why do the ritors ask for Justice?
September 24, 2016 at 6:29 pm
(This post was last modified: September 24, 2016 at 6:32 pm by RobertE.)
(September 24, 2016 at 6:25 pm)abaris Wrote:(September 24, 2016 at 5:36 pm)RobertE Wrote: I didn't have luck, I simply worked hard for what I have. I am not rich by any stretch of the imagination, but I have a family who do not break the law, I have a family who would comply, and I don't go out of my way to give shit to the police. Bottom line is this, you want to act tough to the police, fine, just don't go crying about it on national tv because you received a kicking. We have an expression which is also used in English too, "tu cherches la merde, tu le trouveras."
I don't seek shit and it still finds me at some point.
Your point is still simplistic to the extreme, since it's the usual shtick of everyone can make it and implying that others don't work hard. Sure, everyone can win the lottery too. Some do, some don't. If you're born into a poor family, chances are, you get the ass end of life's lottery and stay there. Luck comes into play with the few who actually are able to make something of themselves against the odds.
And as far as being tough towards police. If that warrants death, I would be dead for at least 35 years by now. It's only that our police isn't as trigger happy. They just hand out tickets and a fine if you don't comply.
It's only that I'm not as hotheaded as I was in my youth that saves me a lot of money by now.
Bold is mine.
I got into trouble when I was 15 years of age. I gave myself up. You assume your own actions. Since then, not a thing. When I was growing up, my parents were unemployed for most of the time I was in secondary school where my friends had VCRs, televisions, games. My parents didn't own not one single thing like that in the 1980s. We didn't have a car, we didn't have a fixed telephone which was the norm in the days. So, sorry to burst your bubble but luck didn't play a part in my life. Hard work did. My father grew up without a dad since he died in WWII, so he had to wear hand me downs to school. He had no education, and neither did my mother. Being poor teaches you things in life and not to take things for granted. I still have an iPhone 3g and it is 6 years old. I can afford any of the newer inventions if I want to but why, when I have my children to think about.