set off on a vitrolic rant yesterday, as a result of a man bashing his wife when she was already down.

already obvious what i feel about such stuff.
the hurt that he caused is nothing compared to the pain

of living in her shoes right now.

but i detect a change in my attitude.

one less encompassing to all of male-kind,
one less harsh to the generalities of reality,

and one totally adept to accepting the sheer bastardness of a single black sheep.