Hypothetically, let's say you have a friend who is totally incompetent, but you hang out with him just for laughs. One day, there is a large-scale zombie invasion, and you and a couple of other friends, much more competent than the afore-mentioned, all get together. Your loser friend is also with you, and early on he already shows signs of mental instability. He is a stress-eater, screws up everything you tell him to do, and you are beginning to be afraid of letting him have a weapon, lest he turn it against one of you. Still, he's always been there for you ever since you were kids, and you owe him for saving your life once... what do you do?
Nothing wrong with your opinion Amigo- nor is there anything wrong with disagreement; I for one appreciate it.
since it's "immortalized" within The LZ- "forget I said anything" seems a bit melodramatic- especially for someone with firm convictions.
Convictions I may add, that are genuine, heartfelt and honest.
Might I suggest a moments pause to reflect on something a Hindi person once told me...?
"it is fair that one judge that which is truly wrong. But to judge, not knowing or understanding the where, teh why and the how..? If a man judges with his own hand, pointing a finger in accusation- he must also remember that he has 3 more pointing directly back at him- also by his own hand."
Be honest with yourself- if what you think and believe is 'right' and just- what anyone else says- including myself should matter little.
It's just the accusation part that's going to make your life miserable if you continue on such a path.
I had an indigent "house guest like the OP suggests.
The "Mo-Fo" staid with me for over a year when his "stay" should have been a month. Not to be outdone at that level- This ass-clown not only ate my food, paid nothing to the clan's coffers did his frackin' laundry like he worked the coal mines but he made it his life's mission to eat every morsel of my children's stuff [picky eaters at 2 years old].
Nothing beats going out to mow the yard and finding that this puke made off with gas out of my hurricane stores & lawn shed..! all the while staring over the top of an empty- turned over can like a dog that's just took a massive merde dump in the middle of the living room.
Given the "opportunity" a zombie apocalypse would offer- I'd not only shoot the son-of-a-bitch, I'd make sure it was a slow-death gut shot; then I'd toss him, still smoking- into the first good sized shambling nest I could find.
Gilligan as a comic book character is fine on a desert island, but after the first 13 episodes when it was obvious he's the one keeping me from civilization or rescue I'd want that dim-wit dead.
Strongly worded and well stated. Under those circumstance I consider it a testament to your self control that you are not in prison for murder. Once the laws are un-enforcable...well, Gilligan might be found face down in a tidal pool...
You gotta do what you gotta do, but Im not killing a innocent human, friend or otherwise. If he/she tries some shit, ill be waiting for it and if he is as incompetent as you suggest, me being prepared for him will be enough to stop him. But I wouldn't just shoot him or leave him. Unless he started eating my food. If he eats my food, hes getting booted with whatever he brought with him,nothing more.