On choices, redundancy and crime rates

My readers, it’s sad and I hope songs like The hay makes you feel as blissful as it is scientifically reasonable to me. I am going to give you another reason why stealing a dime from me will be worse than a curse for you and your own. As this black woman, I called the police on a would be rapist. And it turns out, I am crazy. So, I face a life threatening gun abuse and do not call the police. I could sense if there was no one around I may not even be alive today and worse things could have happened to me.  Have I done society a disvafor for not making the call? Yes. But do the police need me to prsecute a murderous would be rappist in their midst? Absolutely not. They just need the recorded feed. If the people don’t care about saving a terrible criminal like that in the midst, should I care? No.  If you ever wonder why people like me don’t call the police. It’s because there is a possibility they are further victimized. People who don’t like, want, desire you or reciprocate your feelings after all, are crazy. If you stole a penny from me and you don’t return it, may you never know where you harm is coming from before you call the police. May you never know where it came from afterwards. Amen. There is evil in this world, you can choose to be active against it. That is a choice. And if you madea terrible mistake and you don’t correct and make things right, nothing good in life will come back to you, certainly not me. May we all get what we deserve in the end. Amen