Once upon a time I was a gruff ruffian crass and unfeeling about most things. I could call you down and stomp you relentlessly as long as it humored me and nowadays I suppose I could still browbeat someone into submission but it's simply not where I am anymore.
In all that hubub I never sought to actually hurt people and really and truly it would not have been worth that much to me in the context of who I was and that comportment I was required by work to project.
I reached a point where I simply avoid confrontational interaction anymore as a function of that unsocial loner I suppose I've always been.
Others take a different tack when dissenting with others.
Theodore John Kaczynski who was born May 22, 1942. He was also known as the Unabomber and is a former math professor turned American domestic terrorist.
He killed three people and injured 22 in 16 separate attacks between 1979 and 1995.
He was apprehended April 3, 1996 and was sentenced to four terms of life in prison without parole.
I was 41 years old and teaching at a local technical college thinking how curious it was for a logic and rules oriented mind would find the concept of mechanized murder a suitable past time.
I suppose common sense gets lost sometimes in that maze of high order thinking skills which sometime assumes control of us subconsciously.
Key to his capture was his alleged 'manifesto' which had a style of writing with "linguistic idiosyncrasies" which led investigators to him.
The U.S. government seized Kaczynski's deep woods "off the grid" cabin and placed it on display at the Newseum in Washington, DC until late 2019 then later transferred it to a nearby FBI museum.
I have wondered in the scrutiny of events while alone collecting his "complex analysis" thoughts if he thought it was all worth it.