I always find myself sticking up for social pariahs. It's just too easy to join certain hate trains, and I won't allow myself to do it. It sucks because by showing any amount of sympathy for these types, people will assume that you find no fault in their actions, or even share their agenda. Like whenever a discussion about rape or pedophilia occur, certain people will try and act tough saying they deserve death. If I don't refute them, I feel guilty that I'm complacently contributing to declining societal morals. I can't even count the amount of times I was accused of being a racist for simply saying people should have unlimited free speech.
I have a good story about the topic.
My friend was at a party where this drunk girl started annoying her. At first he was patient, but she soon really got on his nerves. He said something to her that set her off, and she started flailing her arms, and hitting her. He pushed her away, she freaked out, poured a glass of wine on him, and continued to attack him. He punched her in the face. Now I wouldn't have done the same thing in his place, but I really couldn't fault him that much as she had entirely caused the conflict with no prior action on his part. Even the mutual girlfriends I shared with the punched girl thought that she deserved to get hit.
A day or so later she rounded up a bunch of bros who went to the kids house, and beat the shit out of him on his front lawn.
About two months later I was at a party and the girl who got punched was there as well. I got a call from a friend who asked me for directions to the house. I wasn't aware that the puncher was with them. My friend shows up with the puncher, and it was apparent that I had invited them. The kid who owned the house got pissed, and I started to explain to him that there was no longer any bad blood between the two. While I'm doing this I hear a commotion break out. I ask someone what happened, and I'm told that the kid just punched her in the face again. Jesus.
I run over and try to mediate to a very angry mob that was forming. I tried to tell them that though it appeared unprovoked, that he at least had some reason to attack her. The puncher was extremely drunk, barely able to speak, and I knew that if I let him fight that there was a good chance he might suffer permanent damage, and a slight chance he might've died. I tell the crowd that I wanted to talk to the puncher alone for a moment. At this point I grabbed his arm and ran off with him. I tried to explain to him what was happening, but he was totally oblivious. We escaped the backyard, accidently breaking a fence post on the way out, and fled down the street. Three kids followed us, and caught up with the puncher. They started fighting on a front lawn and I attempted to pull one kid off of him. During this a woman comes outside and starts freaking out. She calls the cops, and the kids ran. The puncher stays. By the way he was talking it became apparent that he forgot that he just punched the girl ten minutes earlier. He keeps saying he wants to talk to the cops, and I keep telling him that we have to run away. The cops showed up, and I'm still arguing with him. As if things weren't terrible enough, he hands me a bag of weed as the cops approaches us, which I immediately drop upon realizing what it was. This fortunately went unseen. The cop asks us where we came from, and my friend blurts out the location of the house. He tells us to wait at the cop car. I tell him this is our last chance to get away, and ran off.
By helping him escape I pissed off a lot of people, and probably permanently ruined my reputation with others, but I didn't really care. It was a great natural high.
Am I alone in having this great urge to stick up for pariahs? I sometimes try to tell myself that I have limited time and resources that could be better spent helping good people. Though I know that if I don't, no one else might. I'm not trying to come off as a totally selfless guy, because I do get off on being a minority. Can anyone else relate to this? Is my psychological drive in these matters a lot more intense? Do most people just ignore these urges?