So we're drving home last night and we pass the pub down the bottom of my road and there's cop wagons and a couple of cars and several dozen folks hanging around.

Turns out there was someones 18th in the function suite and the young team from my scheme decided it would be fun to go over and start trouble..

Long story short, one particular little wank stain of a human being who lives across the road hit a girl in the face with a brick which in turn led to 10 guys she was with beating him to the point where they thought they'd killed him.

Am I a bad person for not particularly caring 1 way or the other wether this pleb does die or not and only really bothering about the people who did it since they're genuinelly good guys who just happened to be int he wrong place with the wrong bunch of arseholes??

sidenote: despite being several years younger than me the guy is a smackhead, doe snothign but sit across the road drinking all day, has set about several people I know (with a gang of friends of course) for no good reason and basically just a bit of drift wood thats going to get murdered sooner or later anyway.