Man Accused of Hitting Girlfriend with Alligator

Okay. Only in America, and indeed, probably only in Florida could this happen. But, this is what I want to know. Is anybody seeing this from the alligator's point of view?
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I mean, it's bad enough for a man to assault his girlfriend, but at least she's a human being who probably wasn't all that surprised to see it coming, and she had some idea what was going on. But imagine you're the alligator.

First of all, you've been seperated from your family and living in the bathtub of a raving alcoholic, which has to be traumatic enough. I mean, that's like solitary confinement, and / or solitary confinement with a crazy person. This alligator probably thinks that ALL humans are the type to swipe you out of your natural habitat and confine you to some weird slippery white porcelain cell that you can't even turn around in. He probably felt like a human would feel if one of us was abducted by aliens. No wonder there's no interspecies understanding. If somebody treated my fellow man like that, and I only had a lizard brain to work with, I'd have a tendancy to bite people too. Oh, wait, we DO sometimes treat each other like that. Hmm. Well, thankfully, some of us do have more than a lizard brain to work with. Lucky us.

But back to the Alligator's point of view. So the whole situation about being in captivity with this lunatic sucks to begin with. But then, there you are, living out your lonesome existence in a bathtub, presumabley getting a few hamburgers every couple of days, when all of the sudden a fight breaks out. Foul, abusive, obscene language, along with beer bottles are hurled. But you're thinking "Well, okay, this isn't my problem. This isn't my species. I'm not going to get involved" When all of the sudden you find yourself being picked up by the tail ( I'm guessing) and flying! You're thinking, "What the hell, man, I'm an ALLIGATOR!! I'm not supposed to fly. This is NOT in my DNA". Then it dawns on you that you are being used as weapon. You find yourself making skin to skin contact with the fleeing girlfriend....and, Eeeww, her skin is all warm and she hasn't got any scales. You have no problem with the girlfriend. She's not the one trying to use you as a WMD. But you don't really want to touch something that's warm blooded....'cause your an alligator, a reptile, for goodness sake, and all of this kind of activity is just not something you're prepared to handle!

I think it's terrible. The girlfriend has recourse through the courts, of which I hope she takes full advantage. But who's going to speak up for the alligator? He's a victem too. And it's not his fault that he isn't cuddly, doesn't speak the language and is too indigent to hire a lawyer. The best he can hope for is that he gets back to the swamp to sort out his post traumatic tail stress as best he can.

As crazy as people are these days, I think I might go join him myself.