1:16am, February 23rd 2008
Emo bastards
Just got back home after a rather boozy night in the pub, third night running, ahem. Just as Caroline and I were entering our house we glanced up the road to see a guy being set upon by two ‘emo’ kids. They were viscious, with punching, forcing him to the ground, and then kicking - even stamping on his head. I ran over, along with another chap (who as a bit bigger than me, rather reassuringly), the guy was rolling around on the floor in pain with a fair amount of blood pouring from his face. The two emo kids (actually about 19 years old), were not hanging around, one stayed and mumbled something before heading off. I was on the phone to the ambulance immediately, the poor guy, by now was standing up and very emotional about the situation, at one point I thought he had it in for me but he slowly calmed down. The ambulance was pretty quick and the police turned up a moment later. I was impressed with the number of members of the public who stopped to help - 3 or 4 people were witnesses and a genuine assistance.
I was a big annoyed at my initial reaction though, for a split second I saw emo kids and thought they’re “passive”, assuming the fighting to be playing around. But they weren’t, they were just a couple of aggresive young boys who attacked a (to the best of my knowledge) perfectly innocent Australian guy who’d only been in England for a week.
Stereotypes rather obviously never do anyone any favours. Emo bastards.

