There are some things that are undeniably evil. And beating on a defenseless old woman is one them.
As a father, I understand being frustrated with people who don't do what you want. I'm trying to explain something to a child and I get angry. He's crying because he wants to jam a knife in a socket, or walk off the edge of a high platform in the park, or dive headfirst behind the highest part of our couch and crash to the floor, possibly breaking his neck.
It could be frustrating dealing with someone who is constantly trying to hurt themselves. But at the end of the day, I remember that he's just a kid and am I really any better? I say I want to look like Zac Efron, but my love for Tostitos Lime and Oreos seem to contradict that want.