Xv’s Night Shift Pulls No Punch

When a 350 lb, 6′5″ guy takes a 50 year old 130 lb drunk like a rag doll rams his head into a steel pole while running, it looks like an interrogator enjoying torture.
Enjoying the violence.
While the staff looks on through the door way, the 130 lb “rag doll” climbs to his wobbling legs and mutters something. The HUGE fucking guy just wants to take this guy out, especially with the lady bartender looking on. So he runs into the street between cars and punches the old drunk twice in the head. This is all happening while the bartender is watching and the staff are just watching. Not saying anything. By now the old man is completely fucked up, stumbling towards the HUGE guy saying he wants to box him. This is when the bartender finally tries to get the HUGE guy back into the bar like he’s an animal being led into his cage. Well just like a fucking bunch of animals a complete stranger walks up behind the staggering old man and swings him around flying face first into a metal cover on the sidewalk! Finally the bartender senses shit is getting out of control runs out to stop the beating. The stranger explains”He (the drunk old man) was picking on that guy.” then walks off. WTF? The old man isn’t even moving. The staff of XV just turn around and leave him for dead. I check on him to at least make sure he’s alive. He kinda moves his foot and leg a little. I had to wait till this morning to get picks of the blood because my girlfriend couldn’t handle the viciousnesses of the beating. Questions Is the HUGE guy the security at XV? (I doubt it since it was a Tuesday night with about 6 people inside.) If the HUGE guy wasn’t security at XV then WHO allowed him to kick old man out of the bar, then after the beating allow him back into the bar? Is it acceptable as a business practice that blood gets on the sidewalk? The one outside my front door?