If defensiveness distorts perception before logic has time to connect the dots, then here's what fear had blinded me from seeing during those first moments when the gang was busy collecting their marbles:
The unexpected nature of MY outburst of rage had turned the tide
Not against me—as defensiveness had feared
But rather
Against bullying Barbara
Oh—miracle of miracles
Who'd have thought
Scardycat
Turned courageous Alley Cat
Could whip
A pack of snarly
Tom Cats
Into contrition with
One Mighty Mouse move!
Unknowingly
I'd leaped from my tower of defenseless loneliness
Into the safety net made of instincts, wherein lies the choice of
Fight, flee, or freeze
But for some reason
(later gater)
Rather than freezing or fleeing in fear
My raging leap landed me smack in the center
Of the mean-minded foray
And thus, with no light saber in sight
Right-Still-Hath-The-Might
And as the might of right swung little ol' me straight into the foray—
Without a care in world
For whatever might result
Thus did the combination of action and words win the day ...
Because ...
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