Generally when it's in the middle of people and places you would rather see destroyed.
You're of the type that chooses society by instinct. I'm of the type that chooses society by logical deduction.
Where you play by the rules because it's nearly hard-coded into your genetics; I weigh options that you wouldn't think up if you had 20 minutes to brain-storm and just came from watching a documentary on Vietnam. I choose to behave acceptably in this society because it is conducive to my goals and objectives. I cannot get what I want out of life if I'm playing midwestern gangster with a meth lab; nor can I accomplish my goals if the society I've chosen to live in gets torn up and destroyed by a bunch of hoodlums who think they ammount to more than a grease stain.
Probably because it runs deep in my bones. I saw the corporate world mistreat my father. It hasn't been until the last several years of my life that my intelligence has garnered legitimate appreciation from my peers (before that - I was only worth interacting with for answers to a test in a watered-down education environment). I saw my mother suffer and die from cancer. My father died -the- month he was to retire; before he could have any grandchildren and before his children were fully grown (as if to add insult to injury).
I've had plenty of times in my life where I've wondered where I was going to stay - where I've starved over finances.
At any time I could have easily - and understandably (under the attitude of others expressed in this thread) - taken to theft, intimidation, etc to support myself. I have every 'right' to be generally pissed at the world and to lash out at the people who stand by in their bubbles of ignorance and complacence. It'd be 'easy.' This whole society works because people trust that the person next to them isn't thinking about killing them. Apply a little entrepreneurial spirit to that collective oversight and you can do just what gangs and the mafia did to build their empires.
But I didn't. I'd rather die than so much as sign up for food stamps - let alone cause a more direct disturbance of a person's life.
So I have no sympathy for those that do; and I find it downright ridiculous to consider such a decision tolerable.
It's akin to saying: "My cancerous tumor grows a little faster when I eat fast food. I think I'll eat fast food more often."
Or: "Aww... look... the leech that's been feeding on me just had babies. Aren't they cute!? I'll be sure to give them extra room to feed so the first leech can be a grandmother!"
