There's a man who lives in my neighborhood who has a wife and four children.  His name is Charles. Charles is a pretty good guy; he works hard, and takes his family to church on Sundays.  Charles hired some Mexican guys to take care of his lawn once a week.  One day, while Charles was at work, one of the gardeners came to the door and asked Charles's wife, Sarah, for a glass of water.  Sarah, unwisely, let the man into her house, where he proceeded to brutally beat and rape her, leaving the poor woman near death.  This man escaped out a back door, and melted into the large immigrant community.
          The police learned through their investigation both the last place this man had lived, and many of the people that he associated with.  Charles, beside himself with rage, and certain that the police were never going to give this horrible man the justice that he deserved, took it upon himself to administer what he felt was proper justice.  Many of Charles's friends, while concerned that Charles would only get himself in trouble and make a bad situation worse, quietly applauded his grim determination, and had to admit that they, too, would at least consider doing the same thing if a loved one of their own was attacked in this way.  This is what Charles did:
          First, he found out where the house was that the Mexican gardener had been staying.  In the middle of the night, he poured gasoline in a ring completely around the house and on the roof, and proceeded to burn the house down, killing a man, the man's mother, his wife, her brother, and three children who were living and sleeping there.  The Mexican gardener was not there.  He had been staying there at one time, but he didn't stay there any more.  
          The next morning, Charles found the main office of the gardening company that this guy worked at.  He drove up to the front door, went inside, and shot every person who happened to be there.  The Mexican gardener that he was looking for wasn't there.  He had been there, but he wasn't there when Charles shot the people in the office.  On the way out of the office, Charles shot a guy getting out of his car who looked somewhat like the Mexican gardener who had raped his wife.
          Although some of Charles's friends were concerned that Charles had gone a little overboard, especially considering that he hadn't found the rapist/gardener, others took a more balanced view.  "Although I'm sorry to see women and children die, those people should've known what they were in for when they let that beast sleep in their house," said one friend.  As for the people in the gardening office, another remarked, "I've wanted to pick a few of those guys off myself when they start cranking up those noisy blowers!"  
          What Charles did next, though, was more puzzling, and especially to those who didn't know what a Good Man Charles was.  There was a Japanese gardening company that had serviced many of the houses in Charles's neighborhood in the past, including his for a time.  Charles had fallen out with this particular gardener, named Ryuchi, over a dispute concerning rhododendrons.  It seemed that many people in the neighborhood considered Ryuchi's company overpriced and his gardeners rude and haughty, which is why the Mexican gardeners were there in the first place.  Charles had it on good authority that not only did Ryuchi and his men know the Mexican gardener, but in fact, in a bit of revenge over being fired, had put the Mexican up to the crime.  This information came to Charles from a rival Japanese gardener named Hideki, who was looking to get work in Charles's neighborhood.  Charles had little trouble finding Ryuchi's house, as Hideki drove him to it.  Before Charles settled the score with Ryuchi, though, he burned down the Hokkaido House, a restaurant that many Japanese people, including some gardeners, liked to frequent.  He then went to Ryuchi's office and killed everyone that even remotely looked like a Japanese gardener.  Charles proceeded to Ryuchi's house, where he killed all of Ryuchi's family, and took Ryuchi hostage.
          People who didn't know Charles as well as his friends did were really beginning to question Charles's motives, if not his tactics.  "I was right there with him when he went after the Mexicans, but I really don't see the Japanese connection," said one.  Charles's friends, however, continued to stand solidly behind him.  "You people don't understand," said one, "Charles is a Good Man, a church-going man, a prayer warrior. If Charles says there was a Japanese connection then by God, there must be a Japanese connection.  The Japanese have to learn that their gardeners can't go around doing these kinds of things without consequences."  
          Meanwhile, after many long hours of torture, Ryuchi gave up the names of several Home Depot employees working in the gardening department, and a man who sells seeds at Lowe's, who he says were co-conspirators in the crime against Charles's wife.  As I write this, we are awaiting Charles's next move.