Tough guys don’t use weapons.

So you're a big, tough, mean dude who can kick major butt, right? Not even Bruce Lee can touch you, you'd kill that whimp.

Then why do you use weapons?

This thread does not have a purpose, correct?

Wrong. If you disagree, you suck, stop reading my posts and get a life, you newb flaming arm chair snipers.

If you don't quite get what's going on, then you wern't there. I congradulate you, you don't hang out with me. (This is the point where you scream "YAY, I have real friends!")

Ok, so earlier today (5:30 PM) I go to karate. 30 minute private lesson and a 1 hour group lesson (work out).

It took 30 minutes for my instructor to teach me this new move (he is the top fighter in the country, only one or two guys can fight him and give him a good challenge). What was the move? Why, it was "Attacking Circle", silly. What's the purpose of this self-defence move?

Well, the purpose is simple. The purpose is just that, simplicity. It really isn't a move, or a strike, or block... It's is nothing more than an idea: End the fight as quick as possible with one or two well placed strikes, while presenting the smallest target (yourself) for your opponent to hit. It's also about ignoring intimidation and trash talk. Not being scared rattled, or jarred in a fight is good. If you do not get too excited and aproach the situation as calmly and as cooly as possible, you will be victorious and live to fight another day.

Now, what does this have to do with this post? A lot, that's what.

You know what makes me laugh? Caucasions who are "Racially confused". Now, I don't want to break a rule, get myself banned, or sound like a racist... but what I'm trying to say is these white guys aren't sure of their race. They have white skin, but yet they think they are black or "Gangstas" or rappers, or what ever. Stupid, if you ask me.

Now, do you know what the bully's best weapon is? FEAR, Intimidation, etc. They want you to be so scared of them, you soil your brand new spiderman underware, and run home screaming to mommy. (ha... spiderman...)

What happens when you take this intimidation? They have no weapon, and you hjave a huge advantage.

Ever witness a fight in a public school in america with in the past 2 or 3 years? The ones whom are fighting aren't really fighting. They are trying to scare eachother and scre brownie points with the slutty girls standing over to the side of the fight, waiting to shower the "winner" in... uhhh... well... never mind... moving on...

But fights these days, at least on the street, are not really fights, they are insult throwing poo slinging contests who's main purpose is looking tough and cool.

With martial arts, this situation turns into nothing at all. It is nothing more than an annoiance. You take away the attackers biggest weapon, intimidation. Then you can use a swift strike to take the attacker out, quickly, with out hurting yourself, or innocent bystanders. (My instructor told me a story of one time he got in a fight in the parking lot... of somewhere, probibly a bar, or something. He was more annoied by the attacker beacuse it was 2 am and he was tired and wanted to go home and sleep)

Now, does this have a purpose? Yes, beacuse this exact situation happened to me about an hour ago.

Now, I got back from karate, and was locking the expedition as my friend and his cousin walk up the street, they are going over to the school's soccer field to kick a soccer ball around and just plain waste time. I changed out of my Gi (karate uniform) put on a pair of shorts and went up there.

Un-eventful crap goes here (mostly wasting time).

Eventually, we all go up to the basketball court and they play basketball, and some skater doodz come buy and do suicidal things like jump over a set of 7 steps. Two of the hootest girls in the school come to the court and stuff. (I was too busy staring to notice what was going on at this time) Some other bosnian dood comes down (a "Racially confused" lad that I was talking about earlier).

Now, I've known these two girls for a while. One of them (who I will not name) I've known since second grade. The other I've known since 4th grade. They joke around quite a bit (pretending to flirt, play fighting, etc). Now, this racially confused lad cannot detect sarcasm, nor can he see that me and two guys who were there were kidding around.

He gets more and more mad. I'll shoot a basketball once in a while and miss the rim by an un-godly far distance (2 or 3 feet). Then I mumble "This is why I play paintball". This racially confused lad uses this as an attempt to mess with me. BIG misteak.

"Dood, u play paintball?" "Yeah" "Ill whoap u" "No, you wont" "y not?" "You'd get lit up like a christmas tree" (he takes this as a threat) "no, id whoap ur <butt> u <vulgar term for a female reporductive organ located below the waist line>" "You can keep talking that <poop>, dude."

Blah blah blah... girls go sit down on a concrete ledge (too bad they wern't wearing mini skirts) Bosnian racially confused lad takes this as somewhat of an insult (probibly beacuse the girls wern't standing next to him, and how they were talking about how much skinner I've gotten (went from 180s to 150s, 3 lbs))

Ok, racially confused guy comes back over, starts more crap. I basically brush him off, by noding and keeping my mouth shut. If he said anything too vulgar, or insuleted my family, I'd step in and let a few bad words fly, but I never directly did anything to him (I.E. engage him in a fight, or provoke him).

This is a pretty bad thread, beacuse he is getting more and more angry (and his two cousins were there, plus a few skater doodz (although I'm on good terms with the skater doodz, and I'm respectful, its never bad to be cautious)).

Aparently this 5'4" 130 pund dude thinks he can push me around (6'0" and about 160 (I've been slowly gaining weight, 10 lbs in 2 months)). Now, I'm trying to defuse this crap before it blows up (full blown fight, police, possible arrests for assualt). Man, I kid you not, I could snap kick at about this guy's head height. I could snap kick him in the chin, in optimal conditions (I.E. I'm warmed up and streched).

He decides to engage me. Big misteak.

You know how tough guys get in REAL close? Like almost close enough to kiss you? Then they cock their fist back and sort of jump at you, to scare you?

Well, he did this. Misteak (on his part) #12435273725328483.

What did I do? I blocked, only instead of going after his hand, I went for his face and neck. I basically hit him with my forearm right in the side of his neck, then pushed downwards (sort of on his shoulder) the shock affect on his part kicked in. He didn't resist (he wasn't expecitng me to fight back). He was bent over, neck at about wasit height on me (about 3 feet). I let up on pressure, he starts to stand up. WHAM. One quick hard punch to the back of his head.

The shock affect kick in on him... his mouth basically made a huge circle, his eyes got wide, he kept his left hand on the back of his head, and he backs up. He started to come in closer, so I basically spun around (i was at his side at this time) then I took a few steps back, then 5 or 6 side steps to my right. He freaks out a little (not expecting this kind of foot work), and turns and faces me, and he starts to walk forward.  I'm facing him head on 6 feet away. So I basically jump to a fighting horse stance. (side ways, left side forward, left fist up along my side, right fist cocked at waist height, legs spread out 3 feet, knees bent, hopping on the balls of my feet (like a pro boxer), etc.)

He laughed. Another misteak. He used my wierd looking stance to back off. I kid you not, he basically said (edited for the fourm) "HA! u <female reporductive organ>" walked off... sat down...

Left me alone for a half hour (me looking out of the corner of my eye, he really was ready to strike me... I could see his muscles tense up when I got close...)

Then he makes another misteak, he decides to kick a soccer ball at my face, when I'm bent over stretching.

What do I do? Well, I spin over to my right side, right side facing him, (still bent over) snapped my left hand and my right hand up to my face (to avoid missing teeth (beacuse I seriously would have killed him, I'm not kidding, I would have killed and gutted him if he knocked any of my teeth out, or drew blood on me). Well, I block it with my left hand, and it bounces off... etc...

He decides to talk more <pooey> and try to intimidate me. I seriously felt like laughing. Someone a full head shoter, 20 lbs lighter, less muscle, and a not too good fighter wants a piece of me (I'm not claiming to be tough <poo>, but at least I'm not op[enly cocky...). He gets close in, I side step and avoid him... this goes on for 5 minutes until his friend yells (if this moron got any closer than arms reach, I serioulsy would have ruptured his tiny testicles with a mui thai kick... moron...

blah blah blah...

Ha, I have tricked you into reading all of that gibberish, when my point could have been summed up into one sentance....

You thought that was a typical Belt post?

You were wrong.

I actually tought you something, this post had a point...

Do not fear your attacker. (all you really needed is this one sentance)

30 minutes?

Good god.

I read the whole thing, good work ,but make sure to stare him down, then hit.  They never see it coming.

PS, I don't smoke too, and I also have a nice Top Thrill Dragster (at Cedar Point) Zippo