The guy in the restaurant who pulled the window shade down and told me he was going to kick my ass sparked an instant reaction in me. The story is in today’s podcast. Before I knew what I was doing, I was on my feet ready to return the favor. If I had thought it through, I might have just passed it off in what looking back on it, I might now call a burst of indecent composure. He said that to me in public, right in front of my Lady Wonder Wench. I think this brings up an important question. How responsible would I have been if I had hit this guy and hurt him? It was pure reaction. No thought at all, just zap, on my feet ready to fight. I never met the guy. I had nothing against him. The only thing he had against me was that I pulled the shade up and the sun was hitting his eyes. I think that brings into question the idea of free will. For my part there was no WILL of any kind involved…I just got hit with a burst of belligerence. Looking back on it now, I would have been smarter to just follow this wine truck.