Saturday, July 21, 2007

Sunday Scribblings: Evil


Seeing the prompt for this week’s Sunday Scribblings, I wasn’t sure how to come at it. As the folks at Sunday Scribblings so ably point out, some find wicked to be a good thing while others find it to be anything but. I’m not sure exactly on which side I land. I remember the younger days of saying, “Wicked,” drawing out the word, making it mean something fantastic, something amazing, but not something bad. Conversely, I hear the word and am able to easily conjure up the poem, the Bradbury book and the movie “Something Wicked This Way Comes.”

Maybe I liked using the word as an exclamation or comment because it took the evil nature out of the word. I could use it and feel at ease. Given how ill at ease I typically am when it comes to evil, I can see why I’d use it as a counter weight. In the end, I never successfully rid myself of the creepy crawlies merely by repeatedly using “wicked” to describe other events and things. Typing that word now? My neck hair is up and my arms have goose bumps.

I guess I do know which way I land, even though my mind wasn’t sure when I began, my body has shown the rest of me the way. I’m grateful that my encounters with the wicked of the world have been brief and that I have been spared the full impact of their wickedness. Such as:

– The man I encountered in a deserted Laundromat who said he wouldn’t hurt me as long as I looked at him. In short, I tried to escape and he decked me, but someone happened by and he ran off – after kicking me as I lie in the doorway.

– Another man who followed me as one late evening I walked up the hills of San Francisco from Broadway to my apartment many, many blocks away. As fear overtook me, I thought I was saved when a car pulled alongside me on the edge of a park and I jumped in, pleading with the male driver and his female companion to just get me a couple of blocks away. He wouldn’t take me anywhere, but the action of my jumping in the car had the man trailing me change directions.

If I widened the scope to include the evil as well as the wicked, I’d have many more encounters to relate, but I think I’ll stick with my narrow definition of wicked, which is something beyond just evil. And I'll sit here grateful that I’ve come no closer.

[Do check out how others tackle the “evil” prompt this week by clicking here.]

13 comments:

Herb Urban said...

Those sound like some terrifying brushes with wickedness. The laundromat incident in particular is nothing short of evil. Hope you weren't badly hurt in that incident.

Rob Kistner said...

Wow -- you've had some close calls. Glad you've made it through them.

paris parfait said...

Sadly such wicked encounters are not that uncommon in cities. Glad you weren't seriously harmed.

Crafty Green Poet said...

two horrible incidents there, glad you were okay.

Redness said...

Your story makes me shudder! Your survival makes me glad that the modern 'wicked' means good!!

gautami tripathy said...

Glad you were unharmed in that encounter.

DJPare said...

Those couple stories are already more brushes with the wicked than anyone needs to have.

Tammy said...

I'm sorry you have been touched by evil. I hope you never see it again! HUG

Sentient Marrow said...

This is scary wicked!

I've been followed before, too
while walking and while in my car.
glad you made it through those scary events!

Sandie said...

I am glad your brushes with wicked were only brushes! I get goosebumps just reading them. It must have been really scary living them.

Jennifer said...

You have some scary stories! I'm glad you're ok and the way you handled the situations were good, that saved you!
Something Wicked This Way Comes was the first horror movie I ever saw...lol

Paul said...

Evil is a reality in our world. But fortunately, it doesn't have the final word. We must never let it have the final word.

allrileyedup said...

Ever read the book, Wicked? Some interesting thoughts on what truly is 'wicked.' And it was turned into a wicked awesome musical too.

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