There's no need to fear, Citizens...
Q & Longbaugh, The warnings regarding my Brother's safety as he dispenses justice in the lawless frontier of the college campus are well appreciated.
Q, you're quite right about "Short Man's Disease" (as the geniuses at MST3K used to call it) having an inversely proportional relationship between height and belligerence. I know because my other brother suffers from it, so the Iron Giant (as he is called when a-heroing by... well, just me) has had 20+ years experience with handling it. By and large though, the ones that require "educating" are pretty much Hyenas: Just big enough that they think they're proving how tough they are by smacking a defenseless woman around, yet they cringe and wet themselves when another man, regardless of size, calls them on it. He took to calling them "Hyenas" specifically because of one sorry specimen who hung his head low and struggled to avoid eye contact as my brother informed him that hitting his girlfriend was Not Acceptable Behavior, just like a wild dog deferring to the pack's Alpha Male.
Longbaugh, there's no need to worry about him taking the law into his own hands. He was taught very well by a Criminal Justice teacher about exactly what is and isn't acceptable. When things do get physical, he makes every effort to avoid such escalation, and is especially sure that witnesses note his attempts to verbally prevent the aggressive party from trying anything. He never lays a hand on them until they take the first swing, again making sure that witnesses recognize that fact, so he is completely justified as acting in self-defense.
Further, he has gone to great lengths to cultivate a healthy relationship with Tempe AZ's Famous Sheriff Joe, whom you may know as the man who brought back the idea that Prison is supposed to be an unpleasant place, and the possibility of going there is supposed to frighten you out of commiting crimes. (He's brought back chain gangs, has "built" a prison annex out of tents surrounded by the Arizona Desert so the convicts don't even think of escape into a potentially-lethal environment, inmates are made to wear sissy pink underwear and eat stale Gov't Surplus cold cuts, etc.) My brother has helped to bring at least two or three wanted felons to Sheriff Joe's attention and subsequent gentle ministrations, so the Lawman's likely to look at the Iron Giant's version of events more favorably than that of the wife-beater wanted for drug-peddling. In fact, the most significant physical altercation he's had involved calling the cops and simply restraining the junkie with they aid of his Posse until the law arrived, just in time to hear the scum-sucker shouting that his Ex-girlfriend (who had asked our heroes for help after being beaten savagely by the dirtbag in question) could run wherever she wanted, but he'd find her and kill her. The police did the math: Assault (2 Counts) + Battery + Terroristic Threats + Resisting Arrest + a full pound of Cocaine in suspect's vehicle = 25-30 years in the desert tent city, eating green bologna. I'm told the Sheriff was rather pleased to have the assistance.
And also, Longbaugh, I've seen Legend of the Rangers, and I hope it gets picked up as a series. I like the characters a bit more that the crew of Crusade (who really didn't have much personality past Galen and Dureena), as Captain Martell is devastatingly clever, Dulann, Na'Feel, & Terk are just plain fun to have around, and Sara's Zero-G VR Gunnery station is seriously cool. If they play up the Lovecraftian Elder God aspects of The Hand and prevent them from being repaints of the Shadows, I think they'll be on to something.
