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Weird News - The Huffington Post
'Bully' Neighbor Edmond Aviv Calls His Punishment Sign Unfair, Denies Bullying (PHOTOS)
SOUTH EUCLID, Ohio (AP) — An Ohio man who spent hours on a street corner Sunday with a sign declaring he's a bully says that the punishment in a disorderly conduct case was unfair and that the judge who sentenced him has ruined his life.
Sixty-two-year-old Edmond Aviv mostly ignored honking horns and people who stopped by to talk with him in South Euclid, the Northeast Ohio Media Group reported http://bit.ly/1p0xNrR ). "The judge destroyed me," Aviv said. "This isn't fair at all."
The sentence stemmed from a neighborhood dispute in which a woman said Aviv had bullied her and her disabled children for years. Aviv pleaded no contest to a misdemeanor disorderly conduct charge, and Municipal Court Judge Gayle Williams-Byers ordered him to display the sign for five hours Sunday as part of his sentence.
The judge selected the wording for it: "I AM A BULLY! I pick on children that are disabled, and I am intolerant of those that are different from myself. My actions do not reflect an appreciation for the diverse South Euclid community that I live in."
Aviv arrived at the corner with the sign just before 9 a.m. Sunday. Within a couple of minutes, a passing motorist honked a car horn. Later in the morning, he was sitting in a chair holding the hand-lettered sign in front of him.
Dozens of drivers honked their horns and some passers-by yelled at him. Some pedestrians took pictures.
Aviv denied bullying his neighbors, but declined to answer other questions. A court probation officer monitored him, and Aviv's attorney stopped by to check on him. The lawyer didn't immediately return telephone calls to his office Sunday.
Aviv has feuded with his neighbor Sandra Prugh for the past 15 years, court records show. The most recent case stemmed from Aviv being annoyed at the smell coming from Prugh's dryer vent when she did laundry, according to the records. In retaliation, Aviv hooked up kerosene to a fan, which blew the smell onto Pugh's property, the records said.
Prugh has two adult adopted children with developmental disabilities, cerebral palsy and epilepsy. Her husband has dementia, and her son is paralyzed.
Prugh said in a letter to the court that Aviv had called her an ethnic slur while she was holding her adopted black children, spit on her several times, regularly threw dog feces on her son's car windshield, and once smeared feces on a wheelchair ramp.
"I am very concerned for the safety of our family," Prugh wrote in a letter to the court for Aviv's sentencing. She said she just wants to live in peace.
The judge also ordered Aviv to serve 15 days in jail and undergo anger management classes and counseling. Aviv also had to submit an apology letter to Prugh.
"I want to express my sincere apology for acting irrationally towards your house and the safety of your children," Aviv wrote. "I understand my actions could have caused harm but at that time I was not really thinking about it."
Sixty-two-year-old Edmond Aviv mostly ignored honking horns and people who stopped by to talk with him in South Euclid, the Northeast Ohio Media Group reported http://bit.ly/1p0xNrR ). "The judge destroyed me," Aviv said. "This isn't fair at all."
The sentence stemmed from a neighborhood dispute in which a woman said Aviv had bullied her and her disabled children for years. Aviv pleaded no contest to a misdemeanor disorderly conduct charge, and Municipal Court Judge Gayle Williams-Byers ordered him to display the sign for five hours Sunday as part of his sentence.
The judge selected the wording for it: "I AM A BULLY! I pick on children that are disabled, and I am intolerant of those that are different from myself. My actions do not reflect an appreciation for the diverse South Euclid community that I live in."
Aviv arrived at the corner with the sign just before 9 a.m. Sunday. Within a couple of minutes, a passing motorist honked a car horn. Later in the morning, he was sitting in a chair holding the hand-lettered sign in front of him.
Dozens of drivers honked their horns and some passers-by yelled at him. Some pedestrians took pictures.
Aviv denied bullying his neighbors, but declined to answer other questions. A court probation officer monitored him, and Aviv's attorney stopped by to check on him. The lawyer didn't immediately return telephone calls to his office Sunday.
Aviv has feuded with his neighbor Sandra Prugh for the past 15 years, court records show. The most recent case stemmed from Aviv being annoyed at the smell coming from Prugh's dryer vent when she did laundry, according to the records. In retaliation, Aviv hooked up kerosene to a fan, which blew the smell onto Pugh's property, the records said.
Prugh has two adult adopted children with developmental disabilities, cerebral palsy and epilepsy. Her husband has dementia, and her son is paralyzed.
Prugh said in a letter to the court that Aviv had called her an ethnic slur while she was holding her adopted black children, spit on her several times, regularly threw dog feces on her son's car windshield, and once smeared feces on a wheelchair ramp.
"I am very concerned for the safety of our family," Prugh wrote in a letter to the court for Aviv's sentencing. She said she just wants to live in peace.
The judge also ordered Aviv to serve 15 days in jail and undergo anger management classes and counseling. Aviv also had to submit an apology letter to Prugh.
"I want to express my sincere apology for acting irrationally towards your house and the safety of your children," Aviv wrote. "I understand my actions could have caused harm but at that time I was not really thinking about it."
GPS for the Soul - The Huffington Post
How to Answer When Someone Asks You the Million-Dollar Question, 'What Are You Doing With Your Life?'
A student of mine told me recently that while she's driving around town she often asks herself, "What am I doing with my life?"
We can all relate.
But when we ask ourselves that question, we often do it out of panic and undermine how much we've actually accomplished. We beat ourselves up for where we are, comparing our lives to some idealized fantasy. We denigrate our real journey of being an artist just because we don't have everything lined up exactly like we thought it would be. Our questioning almost suggests that the pursuit of acting/painting/writing/designing -- or any kind of art -- is futile and therefore a waste.
Who you are as an artist is not the sum total of the jobs you book, paintings you sell, books you publish, etc. The means do not support an end. The means support the means. The act of doing, the act of expressing, the act of celebrating who you are through your work -- which is really your art, and your life is your art -- are the reasons for doing it.
Don't denigrate yourself for going for things that make your heart feel alive, even if there is struggle, rejection and the media's portrayal of what success or achievement looks like bestowed upon you.
Many people think artists are "crazy."
Well, duh.
We're considered crazy because we allow ourselves to feel. To emote. To dream. To pursue something we love that makes us feel deeply alive in spite of the odds against us. That takes bravery and a certain amount of foolhardiness; passion and guts, patience and play. It's called being human.
I think it's how other people who call us "crazy" wish to live. They want to risk. They want to be more freely-expressive. They want to feel. They want to be liberated from the burdens of living life like a "business." But the paradigms of seeking security and living a stable, "normal" life are hard to break if you've been told you have to have those things to be safe.
The irony is, if you're seeking security you're not going to find that even when you find a "secure" job or a "safe" life. No one is secure on this planet. The things we amass that make us feel safe -- the titles, the cars, the money, the "stuff" -- are all illusory.
Security implies being shielded from the things that affect humanity. But even if you have financial security -- and everything else -- you still won't be immune to the inherent insecurity of simply being alive: loneliness, despair, rejection, termination, getting old, loss, heartache, desire, falling in love, conflict, death.
The poet David Whyte says, "Anything or anyone that does not bring you fully alive is too small for you."
So remember that the next time you ask yourself, "What am I doing with my life?"
What you're doing with your life is... living it!
We can all relate.
But when we ask ourselves that question, we often do it out of panic and undermine how much we've actually accomplished. We beat ourselves up for where we are, comparing our lives to some idealized fantasy. We denigrate our real journey of being an artist just because we don't have everything lined up exactly like we thought it would be. Our questioning almost suggests that the pursuit of acting/painting/writing/designing -- or any kind of art -- is futile and therefore a waste.
Who you are as an artist is not the sum total of the jobs you book, paintings you sell, books you publish, etc. The means do not support an end. The means support the means. The act of doing, the act of expressing, the act of celebrating who you are through your work -- which is really your art, and your life is your art -- are the reasons for doing it.
Don't denigrate yourself for going for things that make your heart feel alive, even if there is struggle, rejection and the media's portrayal of what success or achievement looks like bestowed upon you.
Many people think artists are "crazy."
Well, duh.
We're considered crazy because we allow ourselves to feel. To emote. To dream. To pursue something we love that makes us feel deeply alive in spite of the odds against us. That takes bravery and a certain amount of foolhardiness; passion and guts, patience and play. It's called being human.
I think it's how other people who call us "crazy" wish to live. They want to risk. They want to be more freely-expressive. They want to feel. They want to be liberated from the burdens of living life like a "business." But the paradigms of seeking security and living a stable, "normal" life are hard to break if you've been told you have to have those things to be safe.
The irony is, if you're seeking security you're not going to find that even when you find a "secure" job or a "safe" life. No one is secure on this planet. The things we amass that make us feel safe -- the titles, the cars, the money, the "stuff" -- are all illusory.
Security implies being shielded from the things that affect humanity. But even if you have financial security -- and everything else -- you still won't be immune to the inherent insecurity of simply being alive: loneliness, despair, rejection, termination, getting old, loss, heartache, desire, falling in love, conflict, death.
The poet David Whyte says, "Anything or anyone that does not bring you fully alive is too small for you."
So remember that the next time you ask yourself, "What am I doing with my life?"
What you're doing with your life is... living it!
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