The Kite Runner Post B # 6

I have always been puzzled by why people fight. And I'm not talking about verbal fights, or arguments between married couples. I'm talking about physical brawls between two people. There is simply no reason to have a fist fight over some stupid issue that they cann't solve with words. "I remember Assef turning on the music before slipping on his brass knuckles. The prayer rug, the one with the oblong, woven Mecca, came loose from the wall at one point and landed on my head; the dust from it made me sneeze. [...] his snarl all spit-shining teeth, his bloodshot eyes rolling (288)." Amir never wanted to fight Assef, not when he was a kid, not thirty years later. Assef forced it upon him, and forced a peaceful man who had never fought a single person in his life before, to fight Assef, who was an accomplished fighter, and also using brass knuckles, putting Amir at a disadvantage.
I recently watched the movie Never Back Down. It was a pretty good movie, and would have been a great movie if the whole soundtrack wasn't pretty much a set list of emo music. It was a fighting movie, and some of the fighting scenes were sure to make the viewer squirm in his or her seat. I mean sure, some of the scenes you do get an adrenaline rush, when you see a knockout or something, but some of the scenes are just indesirable to watch. No one wants to see someone get beaten until they faint, and no one wants to see someone gouge another person's eye in front of a roaring crowd at a bar. No one wants to see a Talib official beat up a peaceful man who just came to save his dead friends orphaned son. Fighting is war, and war is hell. Fighting accomplishes nothing.