I also noticed something about the description of the gang attack on his mother. I thought Sweet called 911 during the attack. The way he tells it in the post I quoted, he only called after he'd helped his mother into the house.
This suggests that while the assault was underway, Sweet actually did nothing. He didn't call for help, he didn't run to his mother's aid...he did nothing.
Damn. You're right. In addition, though this is a relatively minor point, his stipulation that "I helped Mom into the house" implies that his mom's injuries were so bad that she couldn't make it into the house on her own. Therefore, Sweet would have come out only when he thought it was safe to do so, while his mother either stumbled up to the house or laid injured outside. I mean, I know that sounds obvious, and I don't mean to pile on, but when you think about it ...
damn.
As for his safely-ensconced-behind-the-internet bravado:
" I'm confident I did the right thing."
Mm-hm. You protected the most important person in the world: Jon Sweet.
"I could have made things "worse" by acting out and attacking those punks--did the CWIcki Koalas ever think of that?"
Or you could have tried to help your mother.
"Imagine how "that "would have haunted me, morons. And suppose any injuries I took in a fight made me "ten times" the bitter, angry loner I am now, hm?"
Ah, no, Jon, you're forgetting one of the trademark aspects that makes The Iconoclast what he is: A brazen, quivering coward. Any injuries you would take in a fight would make you so utterly terrified of getting beaten again, you'd go into cold sweats whenever you went on the internet.
"Your heads could be on pikes in my backyard right now...or they could be finding your charred corpses in a burned-out warehouse downtown. A cattle prod, an unmarked panel van, some kerosene,"
No, no, Jon, buddy - You are utterly ineffective. You are the very picture of incompetence. Broken things - busted out CRTs, torn clothing, condoms with the tips cut off - are more capable of success than you.
"and a couple of strong, dumb accomplices who don't ask a lot of questions--"
Hm-mm. No one likes you. And you couldn't pay them anyway. See "ineffective" above.
"yes, it could be "very" easily done."
Hey, Jon - what's my address?
"I'm only sorry these punks were never identified or caught."
Perhaps if there were someone out there to identify them, other than your mother...
"Maybe that's why I now keep "very "thorough enemies lists, with home and workplace addresses, phone numbers, and photos-- because I want everyone to "know "who hurt me so that "
That's good. Say, how's Ashleigh doing? You've gotten in contact with her, yes? And what about those evil slobs at the Herald? Certainly, they can't do anything to hurt you further? Like, I dunno, keeping you off campus? Living a far more successful life than you?
Ooh, ooh, about that list - Do you have your little brother written down there? I mean, just in case you forget where he lives - which would be your house. Y'know, the place where he typically beats you up? The place where he leaves you "starving like a dog for days" (heeheeheeheehee oh that tickles me!)
If you want some violent revenge, maybe you should start with him and see what happens?
