A friend posed a philosophical conundrum. A guy rapes your mom. Holds up four babies and threatens to kill them if you retaliate. Its not your babies. Why wouldn't you retaliate? How are you guilty if the babies get hurt?
Because real strength isn’t shown in how much pain you can dish out, it’s in how much you can endure without becoming the thing you hate. Those babies may not be mine, but if I treat them like they are, even when it costs me justice or vengeance, that’s exactly what sets me apart from the one who raped my wife and hid behind children. I know you won't like that answer, but I live that answer everyday. Besides, I'm persistent, so eventually I'll catch up to that asshole when the children aren't around.