Jungle Justice
Apparently, the month of October is going to be a busy one, one packed with lots of events that could either be good or bad. And if you're wondering why I'm saying this, well it's simply because of the things that has happened already in this few days, and we're only just 3 days into the new month.
I've written about jungle justice here in the past but the early hours of Wednesday, being the 2nd of this month, was the first time I got to really witness it up, close and personal.
You see, although I've never really being in support of jungle justice, I've come to realize that ones opinion gets to change about it when you're the one being affected directly.
Like you could hate everything about jungle justice but the moment you get robbed and beaten by an armed robber who later gets apprehended some few days later while trying to do the same thing to someone else, trust me when I say that your opinion on jungle justice would change immediately, as you would be the first person in line, getting ready to beat hell out of that robber.
Although I'm not trying to show support for it, I'm just letting you guys know why some person take it upon themselves to deal with these guys personally.
Anyways like I said, something had happened during the early hours of Wednesday that resulted to some jungle justice right inside my hostel. You see, someone down the street was celebrating his birthday that night, so myself and my hostel president had taken that opportunity of the nightlife to sit outside and basically just talk about some of the problems the hostel was going through.
And by the time we were done, the time was already 1:30am, so we called it a night and I went upstairs to my room to go lay down. But about five minutes after I laid down on my bed, I began to hear some commotion downstairs, so I had quickly rushed down to go investigate, and that was when I saw my hostel president, roughly dragging someone into the hostel and locking the gate behind him.
Apparently, when I left the president to go to bed, he had spent a little more time outside and was about to go close his bus (he has a commercial bus that he drives everyday), when he noticed that someone had pulled out his car battery and was waiting for us both to go inside so that they could run away with the battery.
So he turned off his torch light and hid himself, and that was when he saw the guy walk up to his bus, picked up the battery, but just as he was about to run, he got apprehended by the president and was dragged into the hostel.
Immediately we heard the story, different people started to hit this guy from different angles. It got to a stage where he began to bleed and I felt really bad for him. But you see, why the president did all of that was because this wasn't the first time someone was stealing his battery, so he basically was transferring all of that anger on this guy.
At the end of the day, they ended up handing him over to the authorities, but that wasn't until he had gotten the beating of his life with all of his face swollen from the different punches and kicks he received.
That was the first time I witnessed something like that personally, and trust me when I say that it wasn't exactly a good experience.