I can't decide if I should call the police or give her a round of applause

Saturday morning at about 6:30 am Leah and I were headed to the subway to catch a train, which would take us to a bus, which would take us to a raft, in which we would float down a lazy river.  On our way we needed to stop by the Family Mart in our neighborhood to get some cash.  The night before we had been sitting at that very Family Mart enjoying some Friday beers with the rest of the Reggio teachers.  That night, we had talked to Chungzu (sp?) the owner of the sashimi restaurant next door to the Family Mart.  As we walked that morning to get cash I was shocked to see Chungzu, another man and 2 women sitting outside his restaurant...clearly still making it happen from the night before.  As we approached a fight broke out between one of the women and the unidentified man.  It began with some pretty standard drunk tears and yelling, but quickly escalated and before you know it, the woman picked up a soju bottle from the table and broke it on her own head.  That's when things got real.  In what must have seemed like double time to them, but in actuality it looked like wobbly sloths, everyone at the table came to their feet.  The woman then proceeded to cut Chungzu with the broken bottle, then run towards the other man...swinging wildly.  At this point Leah and I had stopped dead in our tracks...obviously dumbfounded by the scene in front of us.  For the next 30 seconds or so Chungzu restrained the woman.  All the while the second women is crying hysterically...doing her best to mediate the situation....by staggering between the separated individuals...pleading with them in Korean.  Somehow Chungzu got both women seated again...then after a few seconds of relative calm...the woman picked up another bottle and hit herself on the head repeatedly, but the bottle stayed intact this time, causing what i'm sure was a bitch of a headache.  This scene was like Jerry Springer meets Most Extreme Challenge meets a Mexican soap opera.  To say it was shocking is a complete understatement, but the more I think about it, and the more it has settled into reality, i can't help but think about how crazy badass it was.  How psycho angry do you have to be to break a bottle over your OWN head? This broad made guys who crush beer cans on their foreheads look like 6 year olds in a ballet recital.  I don't know what this dude did, but christ...watch yourself, buddy.