My first reaction when I first heard of the “Ground Zero” mosque was an extremely visceral one. I was enraged to the point of nausea and still have a difficult time thinking about it without getting into a struggle with myself over the principle vs. appropriateness viewpoints of the situation. Most who know me know that if I am nothing else, I am an unapologetic and inarguably vehement patriot. And before anyone pipes up to question my authority to speak, please know that I took an oath and served and a veteran of the U.S. Navy. I put mine on the line against what the radical believes.

I posted this as a reply on a thread called Navy SEAL Museum, but wanted to save it here for I feel in the extreme when it comes to this.

Getting Intimate with Violence II, © James G. Barnhart 2009

Violence is a tool. That's it........Thanks for coming.......  OK, seriously.

Just as a gun, which is a tool, is praised and demonized for the results of it's use; so goes the reputation of violence.

A mother hawk brings food to the nest to feed her young. "She is so beautiful and caring. How wonderful and inspiring it is to watch this" says the grandmother watching the Discovery Channel. If she had witnessed the killing of the mother rabbit (now being fed to the baby hawks) that was edited out of the show, I suspect she would have been rooting for the rabbit and felt animosity toward the "mean ole' Hawk".

So let's look at violence for what it is and save the opinions about it for later. The utility of violence is that it is a tool for gaining a desired result. If I need to eat and have no other means to secure food than to kill a rabbit to gain nourishment. I'm going to use violence to end the rabbits life so I can consume it. I used violence as a tool for personal gain. Likewise, a crack addict that needs to score another rock, may decide to use violence to acquire the funding necessary to purchase said crack rock by threatening me with the use of violence or actually committing an act of violence to relieve me of my $300 watch. Crack-head uses violence as a tool for personal gain. What's the difference? Justification? Ethics? Ideology? Distilled down, it comes to empathy. If you can empathize with the victim, the violence will be viewed as evil. If not, you will find a way to justify it.

This is where we humans get all cinched up in the use of violence. Some say it's never OK to use it; others create a caveat for survival, self-defense or the defense of others. There are those who use it occasionally when they lose their temper for a bit, and then usually feel some sort of remorse for their actions. And then there are those who easily use it for personal gain with no remorse and quite often gain a sense of satisfaction or empowerment from it's use. No matter how you view it from a moral standpoint; violence is here to stay. It has always been a foundational element in nature, from the violence carried out on viruses by white blood cells to the crack-head taking a shot at you for your watch. As long as there are humans with a thirst for personal gain that outweighs their capacity to empathize with another human, there will be violence among humans.

Researchers like Jane Goodall and Richard Wrangham first chronicled non-survival violence among the great Apes in Africa in the 1960's and 70's. There are accounts of Silverback Gorillas killing off the infant offspring of other males to gain favor with the female. It works. The theory being that the female figures the best way to protect future offspring is to have them with the most dominant and ferocious male who will protect them from a similar fate with other males. Then there are the instances of chimps (who are classified as Apes) hunting monkeys and literally tearing them apart in feeding frenzies, even when there are plentiful means of nourishment easily available in the local environment.

There are accounts of raids on other clans of Chimps. The raiding party moves silently through the jungle (as opposed to the usual hooting and other loud verbal calls Chimps frequently employ when not raiding), ignoring the usual boundaries of their territory. When they find a member of an opposing clan they will attack in a frenzied torrent of violence that almost always results in a fatality. Unless, there are multiple members of the opposing clan. They stalk, reconnoiter, evaluate and attack. If there is unnecessary risk involved with the loss of numerical advantage, they retreat and try again another day. They even employ weapons by using limbs and logs as clubs. They are intelligent enough to calculate risk based on numerical advantage or the lack thereof, they carry out acts of vengeance and use violence to dominate and ensure the continuation of their bloodline through prodigy. But, they show no empathy towards others of their species (even those they had previously had close relationships with before a split of a clan into two separate groups) or any other species when they set out to use violence for personal gain. They are neurologically incapable of violence interruptus via empathetic interdiction. Once they start, they will not withdraw until finished or beaten by violent counter attack. No empathy.....remember that. Why? It's the key to everything.

"Cold blooded killer", "He was like an animal", "It was like he just looked right through me". These descriptors are some common ones that are indicators that the person in question either had no capacity for empathy that would preclude violent behavior or their empathetic inclinations were overruled by an emotional takeover. These are, if you understand what allows the violent behavior, very accurate descriptors of the neurological state of the person being described.

As I covered earlier, the Amygdala is responsible for many things such as the fight or flight response, secretion of the hormonal cocktails that play a major role in memory, emotion, protocol or lack thereof, etc. The Neocortex and Prefrontal lobes are responsible for reasoning, among many other things. Remember, we are excluding all other brain function responsibilities to keep this simple. So, let's say you see something or somebody does something that initially makes you livid. You get all pumped up and are ready to rumble. Then your reasoning kicks in and you settle down.

A few months ago I was in my little 4cyl Ford Ranger with my 4yr old son. We had just taken off from a stoplight and the lane to our right was ending. Up comes this mini-van just as the lane was ending and forces me to slam on my brakes when he cut me off with oncoming traffic in the opposing lane. I was furious. He then slowed well below the speed limit and flipped me off because of my horn honking and fist waving. At the next intersection, he stopped short and that was it! Out I came. How dare he jeopardize the safety of my little boy who is now sitting in his car seat in the vehicle I am briskly walking away from and leaving alone in the middle of the street in a crime ridden town on a Saturday evening. Now I am envisioning my little guy possibly watching his father be killed in the street by a gun toting stink star with road rage and all the ball games I'll miss and the deviant behavior I'll not be able to dissuade through those tough adolescent years. My Amygdala told me to launch forth and beat this loser down. My reasoning said your a loser if you do this.

In those initial few seconds, my tripwire had been sprung. I was focused and enraged and just knew that inflicting a pain penalty on this loser would make it all better. Reasoning brought me back to civility. My Neocortex and Prefrontal Lobes took a couple seconds and evaluated what was happening. They interpreted what my Amygdala was out to accomplish and then reconciled that with all my life experience, priorities, fears, opinions, successes, failures, etc. and said "Hey! Quit acting like an idiot. There are very negative consequences to what you are about to do."

But, what if my reasoning had let me go? What if the reasoning from my life experience, priorities, etc. had attached no unacceptable consequences to my planned behavior? What if the consequences were familiar because of a lifetime of violent behavior and therefore were no deterrent? What if, through brain damage or congenital defect, I had no capacity for reasoning or the ability to feel empathy towards the suffering I was determined to cause in the driver or my son because of unintended collateral damage? What if a life of violence was so familiar to me that I felt uneasy and out of place in a peaceful confrontation or negotiation and could only be at ease when there was some level of violence at play? Then I would be like every animal on the planet that does not posses Prefrontal Lobes developed enough for reasoning.

Case Precedence:

1: Recently, on the Discovery Channel, I watched a woman who is a genius. She has developed, among many other accomplishments, a system that eases cattle in corrals by surrounding them with visually comforting decorations and paint schemes. When being penned up for transport, Vet inspection, milking, slaughter, etc., they experience a great level of anxiety that can lead to sickness or injury because of physical damage from stampede attempts in close quarters. Her system makes the experience more humane for them. This has human potential for many things such as low stress office environments, dentist visits, etc. But, the remarkable aspect of this show was the fact that this woman had a neurological defect. She could attach no emotional value to facial expressions in other humans. You give her a mean face, a sad face, a face of terror, excitement or whatever. She could not interpret the emotion you were trying to convey. She is incapable of empathizing with someone based on facial expression.

If someone like this were predisposed to violence, do you think they would get the stop signal through reasoning based on a facial expression of fear or terror? What impact would this have on situations similar to what LtCol. Grossman writes about where some may be saved because their potential murderer sees the terror they are causing in their victims eyes and relates to them as a person? Additionally, how do you stand a potential aggressor down with a very confident posture and expression, causing them to contemplate their own safety, when they can interpret nothing from the physical display? Even if they have genius level reasoning ability in all other areas, they may be un-empathetic and/or a sociopath as you well know.

2: Many times, as in the case of the raiding Chimps who aborted their attack because of the loss of numerical advantage, fear of injury or death will preempt an act of violence. Even when there is no capacity for empathy, self preservation may yield restraint.

Then you have the case of a woman referred to as "M". Daniel Goleman wrote about a woman who knew no fear. She was not an overly aggressive type of person with something to prove. Nor did she have a violent life. She simply did not have the capacity to feel the emotion of fear. You could put a loaded gun to her head, cock it, take the slack out of the trigger and see no registration of fear in her actions or in her brain activity. As Goleman explained; "she knew she should fear the gun and that it could hurt her, but felt no feelings of fear".

3: Alexithyism. When someone is unable to express, recognize or interpret emotion. This is close to jumping off the deep end into more intricate discussion than what we need to cover here. There is a lot to absorb and yet more to be uncovered. But, understand this; it has been my experience when dealing with people who have diminished capacity to express or communicate emotion, desire, hopes, dreams, whatever; there has been a marked tendency to resort to violence to get a satisfying result. Now to qualify my experience, my line of work usually placed me with those of violent or criminal disposition from the start. But, there was e definite distinction between those who used violence as a utility tool for it's results, as a tactic, and those who used violence out of frustration be cause they were unable to connect and get results with any other tactic.

I was contracted to work a major labor dispute. The management and labor had no clear path ahead to a resolution and the tension was quickly becoming elevated. I was hired in an executive protection capacity and my team was assigned to the VP and his family. The union members were in no way Alexithymic. They were very vocal about their emotions. I had several chances to meet with the union leadership and discuss plans to prevent the situation from turning violent. In attendance were several of the union members who were laborers in the plant. Everyone at that point was firm but polite. We talked several times and, although I had a hard time getting them to understand that I was not on anyone's side and just there to ensure personal safety, I had a decent rapport with them and understood their frustrations and goals through there competent expression.
The talks broke down and many of the striking members began using violence out of frustration. It even got to the point of locking in the management and having to use helicopters to bring in supplies and personnel. There were overturned cars, Malatovs, etc. But, because of the interaction with them early on, we were able to determine who was more prone to temper flare-ups (Inability to control their Amygdala's response), we made personal files on each opposing member to track their behavior, we planted people into the picket lines to gather info. There was a definite build up of frustration and as the volume of their expression started to dwindle, we knew they were running out of options. All attempts at negotiation were proving fruitless and when the violence began, we were not surprised and had already planned to deal with it. We knew it would come. But, as long as they were able to feel as though expressing themselves and negotiating was making progress, we knew they were not yet ready to be violent.

The flip side of this is Andrew. Andrew is an ex-convict I hired as a general laborer in my small business who I now know is Alexithymic. There were many indicators that he was predisposed to violence. He was from a broken home and had been raised by his mother who was an aggressive and belligerent woman. Pure white trash. His friends were from much the same background. Two of them had hands reconstructed from fights. Andrew himself had hardware installed to hold his jaw together from bouts in prison. I once had a conversation with them about fighting. We were somewhat of a novelty to each other since they were from the exact polar opposite sides of the criminal justice system. They were wolves who had come to work for a sheepdog for a bit and it allowed me to look into their heads. Back to the conversation. They were boasting a little about how many fights they had been in. They made mention of how the county fair was where you went to find out who had the best "crew". This meant that little groups of local "thuglets", as I like to call them, would get together for a rumble at the fair and see who could whip who.

As this went on I began to try to get them to explain the necessity of the crew competition and what it would do for them when they were 40 or 50 or 60 years old. They laughed at it as though it were something of fantasies and that they would be some kind of supreme ruler of the neighborhood by then and would have younger followers fight for them when they no longer could. So the working relationship dragged on.

As time passed I could tell Andrew was incapable of expressing anything but aggressiveness. Whenever something positive would happen, he would puff up and gesture as though the experience made him more powerful as a knuckle dragger and added to his ability to dominate. Any confrontation or disagreement in the workplace got an immediate angry and aggressive response from him. When he screwed up, he lashed out angrily in verbal tirades. It was clear that he was going to have to be removed from my place of business, though I was learning a lot from his behavior. The finishing blow was when he slapped his girlfriend in my presence for wanting to leave a work party before he was ready to go. This all ended with police involvement and a warning to him that if I seen him around me or my family I would assume there was about to be a lethal situation and react accordingly. I'll miss Andrew and his little Swastika tattoo on his neck. I have pages of notes on his behavior.

The point is this. As a nearly proportional inversion from the behavior of the union members in the labor dispute who could easily express their wants and needs, Andrew was unable to reason through the simplest of social situations. Nobody could read him because of is inability to communicate and since he was understood by no one, he could not accomplish anything. Every attempt at normalcy was torpedoed by his inept and violent upbringing. Since he could get no satisfaction from applying his missing intellect, he attempted the Silverback method of domination through violence. You see this many times when women are drawn to the "Badboy". He's an emotional and social idiot, though he may be intelligent. She feels protected by his no BS personality and roughness and figures it's a safe place to be. He's bad enough to protect her from the plethora of predators out there, but is just misunderstood and so she will tame him. Problem is, he won't be able to make her understand because of his inability to communicate his emotions and it will get violent because that's what he knows. Couple that with a deficiency in the empathy department and you get today's murder, rape and abuse rate for women when their attacker is a husband or boyfriend.

Check out these URL's for more in-depth insight into Alexithyism.

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OK, there is some repetition here frm the Connecting the Dots articles, but stay with it as it expands into new concepts.

Getting Intimate with Violence

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 Starter bike, ladies ride, too small, too light.......hmmmmmm.

There are always trade-offs in this world. The law of numbers and physics remind us, all too often, that for every luxury or advancement, there is a price.  What you get with the Sportster is a very high torque to weight ratio that translates into the hot-rod of the Harley Davidson line of products.....if properly tuned.  The trade off is comfort and range.  The other thing you get with the Sporty is affordability. 

Case in point is my wife and I's two project bikes.  Both were purchased from craigslist advertisements for a combined total of $5,900.  Mine is an '88 4spd, chain drive 883, hers is a belt driven 5 spd '92 883. Both were in sound mechanical condition when purchased and we put a summers worth of riding on them before the tear-down this winter. This is where it gets good. Now, because of the ridiculously affordable purchase price, we have the money to strip these babies down and make them custom bikes. Since there is no lien on the titles and they were both older units that we won't cringe about removing pretty new chrome pieces from to truly customize the bikes, we are of a free conscience to do whatever we like. So why the Sportster?

I'll start with my wife. Since I cannot speak from her soul for her, I'll just cover the practical aspects of her choice. She is 5'1” and the 1” is accomplished in torso length so getting her feet on the ground was the first challenge. We found her Sporty on craigslist and the owner was a female who was also challenged in the vertical dimension. The bike was pretty, the paint and chrome was good, engine sounded good. The rear shocks had lowering mount plates installed. Talked her down to $3000 from $3800 and the deal was done.

The seat was stock and thick and the handlebars were fwd of where she'd like them to be. Setting fwd to reach the bars caused her nasty bruising from contact with the battery box on the inside of her thighs, setting back more helped this but caused her to have inadequate footing. One day we were rolling down a steep incline in a parking lot that leveled out only four or five feet from the road. When she was coming to a stop, she rolled her ankle and was unable to regain footing and dropped the bike. Just a few seconds of laying on it's side was enough to starve the oil splash on the cylinder walls and a piston skirt galled and started knocking. Well this started the chain of events that led to my wife getting the 1200 upgrade well in advance of when I thought we would do it.

At first I was apprehensive about her getting on the 1200. After getting it back up and running, I pulled it out on the road and immediately noticed the increase in torque. Though we wouldn't know just how much more torque until after the break-in was complete, it was obvious this was not what she had originally learned to ride on.....and I was jealous! It turns out that the increase in power was just what my new biker lady needed. Before the upgrade she was still sluggish from a dead stop because of feathering the clutch. Now, with the increase in torque, her launches became smooth and consistent. Her shifting became less erratic with the torque to power through misjudgments in RPM shift points and it wasn't too long before she really started pushing into those turns and letting the rubber on the rims do it's job.

We're mounting a HD Badlander low profile solo seat with all the upgrades this winter. That and a fork lowering kit, the 10” rear shocks and the raked back 5” risers for the bars should put her just in enough of a comfort zone to be disappointed when we have to stop every hour and a half for fuel.

So, yeah, good starter bike, especially with the torque of a 1200. Good ladies bike because of the light weight. Range is limited because of the peanut tank, but is concurrent with needing a break to stretch it out a little. Horse power? Well, with the torque to weight ratio, there are few other V-twins that can stay with this little torque monster up to about 5500 RPM. But, that is registering between 105 – 110 MPH and that's well more than we need to be doing on a public road.

 

For me, the Sportster is something that connects with my spirit. It's not extravagant in form or design, but is efficient and makes perfect sense for the job it was designed for. It was designed in the 1950's, an era that invokes an image in my head of guys like my grandfather, taking their experience from the war and infusing it into there life to provide for their families in a way that made them the “greatest generation”. Quietly figuring out how to get it done with what they had. The simplicity of the old Sportster made it the common man's bike. Like the regular Jo's, without a bunch of fluff, it would take you somewhere, anywhere, it's own way, like rigging an electric motor to make a homemade table saw or scribing a piece of steel for a cut to make a license plate bracket after a shift in the back of “Pappy” Lawless' filling station and garage.

The smell of the oil in my clothes as I degrease the Sporty's frame for blasting, reminds me of the smell of the work clothes my granny would wash. By today's standard; simple times, simple design, simple days before cell phones, faxes, GPS, satellite this and that. When you cruised over to a friends house to talk instead of sending a text. When I would be sitting on an old ice cream maker, cranking 'till my 8 year old arm felt as though it would fall off and then hear the rumble of that engine as it sparked off and the 'gals' walking over from the house, smiling at the handiwork of their men. I can still see the gray work pants and blue jeans of my Dad, Granddad and Great Uncle. Held up with thick, plain leather belts, with a simple squared ring buckle. Soiled from smears of gasket sealant. Hands stained with grease and fingertips marked with spots from the leaky valve of the rattle can touch up paint from Rinks' hardware section.

There were no billet trinkets or chrome boutique catalog pages. Yours was yours because you made what you couldn't buy. And, except for the dealer only parts, you bought from small town suppliers who didn't get their stock from mass produced warehouse distribution centers. It was unique to you and your area. You and your style. Your innovation. Your reckoning and SWAG's (scientific wild ass'd guess). Not looking over fitment guides to see if it applied to your model; looking at the old one to see if it looked like it would work.

That's what I see and feel when I ride my Sportster. And, that's why I decided to make it a bobber. Not a show bobber that would look like it was a metro sexual Sportster with a Mr. T starter “kit” of chrome and billet illforlosery. But a greasy smiled, rag in the pocket, nose to the stone, high test, meet me under the bleachers punk, SPORTSTER.