Ok, well I talked to some homies today who were there at the gathering, and apparently she wasn't hurt as bad as she claimed.
But don't you see? Who cares whether it was exaggerated or not? The damage has already been done by all the so called juggalos who were happy and who were laughing that she supposedly got hurt that bad. People who already have a negative opinion of us, are watching videos of people laughing at the incident, shaking their heads goin, "See what I mean? Stupid juggalo trash." And people wonder why we have such a bad name.
@Riddlebox: It's not a matter of dropping the hatchet over that incident, it's matter of the fact that incidents like these happened all the time from juggalos, Juggalos have gotten arrested for crimes like this, and even fought with the cops who arrested them. It's the whole fact that so many of us seemed to have lost our way so bad, that their actually laughing over hearing about a skinny a**, defenseless FEMALE getting beer bottles and rocks pelted at her, especially when juggalos are supposed to be AGAINST that.
And what makes it worse is that when I expressed my doubts on whether or not I wanted to be associated with those kind of people anymore, instead of assuring me, then turn away from me, saying I was never down, calling me a sorry piece of s**t. Yeah, that's real encouraging. That REALLY makes me wanna keep claiming it.
It just makes me sad because incidents like these kinda make me feel like I'm losing a part of me in a way. Like, we're family, we have your back no matter what, unless you decide to stop calling yourself a juggalo, then we want nothing to do with you. It's like, I thought you respected me as a human being, for who I was, not for what I labeled myself? Just doesn't seem fair to me.