Anyone have any good personal "street justice" stories?

Question

Some call it vindication, but I prefer to think of it of karmic retribution or "the big payback".

Answer 1

I used to deliver pizza for Dominos. Several drivers in our town were robbed at gunpoint. We all thought it was dangerous in the 'bad' part of town. One of our drivers got a delivery to some new apts. near the university. When he got out of his car, four big guys came out of the bushes to rob him. He was about 5'9", about 140 lbs, and, oh yeah, he had just gotten out of the Army Special Forces. Needless to say he kicked their butts severly and the robberies ceased.

Answer 2

I once lived with a guy who would "harm" my 7 yr old son; tell him if he ever told anyone that I would be hurt; one night I came home late from work to find my son sleeping in my bed; fine; next morning when my son was getting up, I noticed a full black and blue hand print across his face; I confronted him; he denied it; got my son out of the house, called a friend who was a cop; being in a small town, the officer and his fellow "buddies" took the guy in and delivered their own form of "private justice"; the guy ended up in jail for a while, but all the inmates on his cell block were advised of what he was in for...I understand the guy now has to wear a "bag" for the rest of his life so his sh*t won't fall out; PRIVATE JUSTICE!

Answer 3

The son of one my families acquaintances was killed during a hit and run driver about 30 years ago. Well one day as the father of the murdered son was closing up his store at night in Brooklyn, NY, he saw a guy shooting at a relatively old man, and he dived towards the old man and grabbed him into his car. The old man thanked him and asked for the mans address. Every year at Christmas the old man would send the father a card thanking him for saving his life.

About 10 years later the old man arrived at the father's door-step. The old-man offered to take the father to Florida for the weekend. At first he declined but he eventually gave in and accepted the offer. After arriving in Florida the old man walked the father through the streets of Miami. As they arrived at a street corner, the old man said, "I want to show you something" after this a car sped down the street and ran right into a pedestrian crossing the street, killing the pedestrian. The old man said, "Yes, that person crossing the street was the man who killed your son."

Answer 4

This is just a goofy one but it was funny at the time. I was at a bar in the Haight in San Francisco, standing outside smoking and a girl pulled up to parallell park, some big jerk in a big truck pulls up behind her and start's honking and trying to basically intimidate her into giving up the spot. The people standing around started hollering "let her have it, it's her spot!" and shamed him into leaving, she got the spot, but was pretty embarrassed when we clapped after he left.