Quote from a link from J. Kb’s post.
“Don’t shout,” the attacker allegedly told the victim when he yelled for help. “I just felt like punching someone.”
The deacon’s daughter, Heidi Kurr, told The Post at the time, “To get sucker punched for no reason at all … that’s sad. I am scared for him.”
Police on Jan. 26 busted Jose Gonzalez, a 48-year-old homeless man — who has been collared six times for punching random victims — with the attack, the NYPD confirmed.
I am not talking about the alleged NYC attitude of being tough, but the advice you are given when you go to the Big Apple: Never look anybody in the eyes, specially in the subway. This has always struck me as looking meek as the only safe way to stare is down, at your feet.
And if you look like food…
Caracas was and still is a violent city. Neither I nor my circle ever thought looking meek was a solution not to be attacked. However the opposite was standard procedure: we always scanned and if we saw a stranger approach, we would stare with a serious warning scowl till the stranger either left or his intentions were deemed innocuous. Only then we would go back to a “normal” smiling attitude, but never ever made the conscious choice of looking like easy targets. And believe it or not, it also works on the mentally ill, specially the homeless as they may be crazy, but they are not stupid and understand that if the mess with the wrong person, it will be them bleeding profusely on the filthy alley.
It is like my petite wife says about her attitude toward approaching strangers: “Anybody may attack me and may even win, but he will be laying next to me in the emergency room.”
Don’t look like food.