Where Angels Fear
2 min readOct 24, 2018

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I take the point: my experience of my own responses to situations has been that my brain seems to work superhumanly fast and present me with information and reason for responding to situations such that, afterwards, when I reflect upon them, I have to question whether I don’t have some undiscovered superpower that allows me to slow time around me … or step outside it … because it should not have been possible to think that rationally (stop, think, deliberate and decide upon a course of action) … or react that quickly … in the split second available to me at the time — a process that would normally be the equivalent of at least ten seconds’ worth of thought, if not more.

See something weird about … not on … the telly?

I won’t need a foot’s worth of time in which to decide … the tip of a pinky will be enough for me to think “Leg it!”

And it’s probably the most efficacious approach … which is why I suggested it to begin with.

It’s just that my decision to extricate myself from certain circumstances has always been the result of that split second reasoning … not my instinctive response … and I can’t help wondering if, in this case at least, my instinctive response of “There’s the tip of a pinky sticking out of the TV into the room … DESTROY IT!!!” wouldn’t actually be worth going with for once.

This isn’t one of those situations where you decide that, on balance, running is the better part of the jury being shown CCTV evidence of events, rather than of your dealing with your assailant with excessive prejudice … (which is why you will be the one on trial, not your would-be mugger and why, therefore, all things considered, you should run instead) … it’s one in which “the unrestrained use of excessive force” is a phrase that nobody will need to hear, if you don’t take appropriate action, because you won’t be around to tell your side of the story — whereas, conversely, if you do, nobody will need hear it because you dealt with the situation and the only one left to tell their side of the story is you.

After all …

no TV: no window into my world.

And, as we all know …

No body: no victim.

No victim: no crime.

But, you’re probably right, it’s probably best not to waste time thinking and simply run before the first half of the pinky has got through the screen.

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Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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