Smitty-48 wrote: Wed Sep 29, 2021 6:26 pm
it is existentially dangerous to let your enemy know that you are not really resolved to fight, thus is the stuff Cuban Missile Crises are made of
Or schoolyard bullying.
As a kid who moved around a lot and was not predisposed to violence ... once forced to fight back I was amazed at how much violence is averted by simply being unafraid to throw down wherever, whenever.
Smitty-48 wrote: Wed Sep 29, 2021 6:26 pm
it is existentially dangerous to let your enemy know that you are not really resolved to fight, thus is the stuff Cuban Missile Crises are made of
Or schoolyard bullying.
As a kid who moved around a lot and was not predisposed to violence ... once forced to fight back I was amazed at how much violence is averted by simply being unafraid to throw down wherever, whenever.
I relied on extroversion, I simply converted my enemies to my side, by the force of my personality alone
when I threw down in fights, it was to test myself, I was the one who picked the fights, to incite a crucible for myself
I wanted to be a soldier, so I felt the need to pick fights, to condition myself for contact
then I became addicted to fighting, just for the thrill of it
defeat the other boy in close combat, then take the girl home ftw
Smitty-48 wrote: Thu Sep 30, 2021 10:38 am
I relied on extroversion, I simply converted my enemies to my side, by the force of my personality alone
when I threw down in fights, it was to test myself, I was the one who picked the fights, to incite a crucible for myself
Well, that's a hard route to take when you're the "new kid" in scrappy neighborhoods every couple of years.
I just got tired of being jumped.
Turns out, bloody a few noses, chuck a few fist-sized rocks at people's faces, and kick some people into fences - and suddenly no one really wants to pick on you anymore.
Well ... no one without guns or knives at least.
Still wound up with a knife scar, even after learning to fight.
Smitty-48 wrote: Thu Sep 30, 2021 10:38 am
I relied on extroversion, I simply converted my enemies to my side, by the force of my personality alone
when I threw down in fights, it was to test myself, I was the one who picked the fights, to incite a crucible for myself
Well, that's a hard route to take when you're the "new kid" in scrappy neighborhoods every couple of years.
I just got tired of being jumped.
Turns out, bloody a few noses, chuck a few fist-sized rocks at people's faces, and kick some people into fences - and suddenly no one really wants to pick on you anymore.
Well ... no one without guns or knives at least.
Still wound up with a knife scar, even after learning to fight.
I hung out in Regent Park with the West Indian gangsters
I only got shot at once, but there were a couple times where I had to back down, because the black kid drew down on me with a handgun
Someone threw a snowball at me once.
That's the price of freedom I guess.
For legal reasons, we are not threatening to destroy U.S. government property with our glorious medieval siege engine. But if we wanted to, we could. But we won’t. But we could.
