What is terrorism?
2. the state of fear and submission produced by terrorism or terrorization.
My neighbor’s boyfriend is a jerk. I’ve been waiting for him to show is true colors and it happened today.
His car comes flying down the street, and after taking the corner wide he jerks it straight and then yanks it hard into her driveway braking hard and making the car seesaw forward and back.
He lurches out the driver side door, slams it and flails his arm. Going to the trunk, he stomps, flings the trunk upward..at its apex it bounces up and down.
He grabs a container of clothes and SLAMS it on the ground.
He grabs another container of clothes and SLAMS it on the ground.
She gets out of the back door from behind the driver seat with her head down and her arms stiff like sticks at her side. She’s 4’10”. He’s 5’10”. She cautiously makes little steps toward the rear passenger side and opens the rear door.
He bolts to the front passenger side and yanks out a baby carrier and SLAMS it on the ground.
She reaches in the back and a broom falls out part way. He motions her to her move. He pushes her, grabs the broom and flings it out of the way.
She turns her back to him and faces the street with her eyes squeezed shut, her head down with her palms pressed onto her thighs…as if standing at attention, waiting for a beating to the back of her head.
He hauls out another baby carrier. Larger. With a collapsible curved awning. Stomping and striding, he disappears into the garage. She follows with her head down taking tiny steps.
I hope the baby was in that carrier and that he didn’t slam it down inside the garage.
An American dad on American soil terrorizing the mother of an anchor baby…which happens to also be his baby.
Now comes the moment where I sit on my hands so I don’t write anything I’m thinking. TTFN