Today on my way to a meeting at 10:00 a.m. in downtown, walking from J street to N Street, I was mugged.
Fortunately I had a weapon with me -- my son.
Some hopped-up guy started screaming at me at 7th and J Street, and as he attempted to either grab my arm or take my purse, I spun out of his grasp while my son stepped in.
Fortunately, my son is 20 and loves his mother. He's also fit, strong, and unafraid of street punks.
The thug swiped at my son, knocking his sunglasses off his face into the street, and gouged his forehead and cheekbone.
I was more concerned about what kind of grunge might have been living under his fingernails as they dug into my son's face leaving sizable bloody gouges.
As I called 9-1-1, my son defended my honor, and then some, as the hopped up thug continued his unhinged tirade, and began to unzip his coat... as if he might be carrying something illegal.
As my son jumped back out of striking distance, I gave a detailed description of the incident -- of the thug and his friend, and our location. I also swiftly walked away encouraging my son to do the same.
The police were concerned about the injuries my son may have sustained, but I assured them that was not what I was calling about, as my son encouraged the thug's friend to direct him away from the corner, and away from us. As they moved on, the hopped-up thug screamed at another fellow on the street, and pelted him with blows as the guy ducked.
I continued describing the incident to police, and about the new guy the thug was now screaming at... while he turned around and continued yelling at us.
As I turned to my son and whispered "welcome home," I handed him a tissue to wipe the blood from his face.
Merry Christmas and welcome to downtown Sacramento, where the nuts are plenty, and always welcome.
The city's residents hate downtown and fear the lowlife who have taken over. I don't fear them, but I will carry more than a pen knife from now on.
Thanks City Council, for all of your encouraging words to California's homeless and nutty population. I think nearly all of them are migrating to Sacramento. Today's incident is not unusual in our city.
And to think that my taxes go to support this behavior on our streets, buses and light rail.