Evil people are still people

Now, many of those who know me, know I may sometimes refer to my ex Cassie as an evil person, or some sort of incantation similar to such a description. Now, while we have had our differences in the past and present does not mean she is not a person. I believe than any living body should be treated with some kind of dignity, as they are conscious beings with things like feelings, emotions, etc. Also, humans have things like memories and psychological connections. You know, the things that can torment your life long after it's happened, even if you didn't think it was a big deal at first. Today, I found out that not everyone has this same ideology.

Before the proverbial "bomb" is dropped on the build up that just occurred, I must digress a bit into the earliest parts of the day:

I woke up at about 4:15am with a pounding headache. Normally I can sleep off headaches, but this one actually woke me up. So, I drudge over to the bathroom, look for the Advil there, then go to the kitchen to look for the Advil there - where I find it. I take 2, drudge back to the bedroom, and find a spot where my head hurts the least and try to fall back asleep. All with the idea of work quickly approaching - I must be there by 7am. I fall asleep about 45 minutes later. Alarm goes off at 6, headache still there, and now I feel very nauseous. Today, I call in sick.

Fast forward to about 11am. Jess wakes me up to inform me that my mum has sent us an email stating that Cassie, my ex, was in a fight last night, and had to be taken to the hospital. Also, that Dante witnessed the whole deal. Well, I am now awake. I call my mom, then decide I should go to Hutch to be with my son.

On the way to Hutch, we stop at Guitar Center, because the jerk that helped Jess the first time picked the wrong sticks - and I feel the need to hit some drums, as it is very good therapy. And we stop at Target to buy some clothes for Dante. I call Cassie to get his pant size and get a tad more story, and later my mom gives me even more of the story. I will get to the story in just a moment. Jess and I get to Hutch safe and sound, and pick Dante up from school. From there, nothing happens out of the ordinary. Now... onto the actual story.

At approximately 11:30pm one of Cassie's guy friends, she dated him for a bit from what I've been told, Sonny and Sonny's friend Little John (I couldn't make this up) show up at her place. Apparently, Little John attempted to break into her place just the other night, and Cassie was angry about that, since she's already been robbed once before. So, she opens the door to give him a good verbal thrashing, and starts yelling at him about trying to break into her place. So, he starts punching her in the face. Dante, my son, is in the living room where his mother is getting pummeled by a guy he knows. The fellow he came with just watches. The beating comes to an end (I don't know how or why). Cassie is taken to the hospital for medical treatment, and Dante goes to my parent's house. Understandably, he is upset and scared. He said, "I can't believe my mom is hurt so bad." He is 7 years old. Now, I am not a psychologist, but I do know that this will have an everlasting effect on him. Whether it is hidden as a trust issue later in life, or maybe a sudden burst of something later in his life, I do not know.

Cassie has a fractured eye socket, half of her face is severely swollen, her arm is badly bruised, and is bruised on her back, where she was kicked. This is all physical, and will heal. I worry most about the forever lasting psychological damage this has done to the 2 of them.

This situation leads me to the beginning. What part of that person allows him to do something like that? Now, I have never been in any kind of physical fight at all. So, I am completely flabbergasted by this situation. It's one thing to hit someone, but to do that much damage to someone in front of their child is absolutely ludicrous. I do not, for the life of me, understand how a person can do this to another person(s). I know that being yelled at by Cassie is unpleasant, believe me... I know, but never - ever was I inclined to harm her in any way. I don't care what the situation is, there is no reason for this to happen.

Being the father, I want to protect my son. This is a booboo I am afraid I don't know how to fix. How do you fix something that may not fully surface for years to come as a lack of trust, or a fear of Cassie's future potential boyfriends? The only thing I can do is be the best person and set an example for him, but I am only one person. If you read the news (or watch) you see horrible stories similar this happening all over. It's horrid to think of all the acts being witnessed by young children. What are we doing, as a society, to work on this? The war on terror should start at home. Psychological internal terrorism. I'm calling a new war on it. I guarantee Dante seeing his mom beaten will have a longer impression than when I saw the towers fall.