An angle to grind
I have divided feelings about the self proclaimed vigilante superhero Angle Grinder Man who’s roaming the streets of South London, armed with angle grinder and freeing cars trapped by the evil menace that are wheel clamps.
On the one hand I feel that this upholds the kind of anti-establishment thinking and behaviour that I encourage, questoning authority and challenging the status quo. He’s taken the time to find out the legal aspects of what he’s doing, what he can get away with and how to advise people he “helps” because he doesn’t feel that it’s right that people should be made to pay a release fee on top of a parking fine. I admire the fact that he’s taken it upon himself to act on his principles.
On the other hand, he is helping people who I’m not sure deserve his help. People who park where they’re not supposed to or who leave their cars in a restricted time slot for long than the allocated period annoy me because they seem to think that they are different somehow, that they deserve to be able to get away with it and that the rest of us don’t. This isn’t fighting for the innocent, this is helping those who can already help themselves but feel they shouldn’t have to.
Still, he does wear a very silly costume and he should be applauded for having the confidence to go out in public looking like a total tit.
