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Here's a story.

I got off the bus, driving back home from my mate Alek's place, in which we were planning pics for an upcoming expo and watching "Trinity and Beyond: The Atomic Bomb Movie". The public buses around 22:00 are always full of strange people. Drunkards, party freaks, hooligans and other characters of late-night urban folklore.
So yeah, back on topic. I get off the bus, fumble in my pocket for smokes, light one, and start walking home. I live a little distance from the end of the line of that bus, which is an old train station with a big parking space, which the bus uses to maneouver. The place is also known for being unsafe.

After walking a few meters, I notice a tall kid, say, around 16-17 years old, with a look of sheer terror on his face, and a stocky dude yanking something off his hand, grunting something unpleasant to him. I didn't get the whole sentence, as the only thing I could hear was "bash your face in".

I walk up to mr.mugger and ask him "What the fuck are you doing?". He looks at me, his eyes grow big and wide, his face changes expression and color in milliseconds, and makes a run for it.

The second I was going to start running after him, the kid grabs me and blurts out that there's no sense in him running after him, that he's got some 'papers' about the stuff and something else, I didn't quite get it. Those two seconds of distraction were enough to get the sunovabitch out of my eyesight, and made it possible to get away. With the stuff he stole that kid, which turned out to be a cell phone and an mp3 player.

Goddammit.

I walked a bit alongside the kid, explained him that you can't let fuckers like that take avantage of you, and so on. That he should go to the police station and report the crime, as well. He didn't seem to mind about the stolen things, but was still under shock.

So, here I am, angry at myself that I didn't beat the living shit out of that mugger asshole *right away*. The last time someone tried to mug someone in my presence, the dude landed in a fucking cell with a broken jaw. I can't stand fuckers like that picking on weaker people.
 
Ususally I'd say "Well.... that's Poland" but in fact I'm gonna say now:

"Well... that''s the world"
 
You sir are a hero.

No really. You saw a bad scene that most people would either ignore or run from and even those with enough goodwill to help would have simply consoled the victim. Here you actually attempted to risk personal harm for justice.

Honestly people think of me as so nice. I always think well of people and often do them favors. However my favors consist of small tasks and giving small parcels of money...I've never risked personal injury to help someone and the fact that you have makes anything I've ever done pale in comparison.

I find it particularly amazing that someone who constantly gets drunk and womanizes creating an ensemble of raucous sin is in fact a champion of justice as far as self-sacrifice and goodwill towards their fellow man.

I should remember to not think in stereotypes...or just remember that in D&D the "chaotic" alignment doesnt always mean "evil" and vice versa.

Sincerely,
The Vault Dweller
 
Krav Maga (SD variant):
Lesson 1: run, if you can.
Lesson 2: give whatever he asks, if you cant.
Lesson 3: beat the shit out of em, if you have no other choice. (fight as dirty as possible to get his ass down :twisted: )

now, of course this is all easily said, but done is another problem. the fact that you hand over the money or MP3 player will keep you from either getting hurt, hurting another or dying.
getting hurt means you probably get to spent a whole lot of money on the hospital & suffer some heavy discomfort. hurting someone else probably means you've got to deal with cops and so on, but also that the dude's buddies (which wou might not have spotted) could take revenge on your ass. dying, well is generally unpleasant.

in general it is assumed that a fight left unfought is a fight won, but if you look at the big picture it kinda looks like you encourage people to rob others that way.

in theory, i'd either make a break for it or hand over my money, but in practise if it's 1o1 and the dude is unarmed, i kinda doubt that i'll show enough restraint since these pests are poisoning society.

that said, a mate of mine that was in my KM class (& did Judo on the side) recently beat the shit out of 3 guys who wanted to steal his laptop (one of them armed with a knife). final balance: a few bruises vs 1 open fractured arm (the armed dude), 3 broken ribs (an unarmed dude) and a runaway (the other unarmed dude). they're expected to have to serve 5 years in jail (each).
the more you learn, the harder it becomes not to fight. (i'd surely have chickened out, especially against a knife...)
 
Wooz, the papers he referred to may be the (in)famous yellow papers, stating that he is mentally deranged and can't be prosecuted.

Still, you're a brave man in Poland. Thanks for making this place seem a tad brighter.
 
Usualy people are too scared by my appearence (I look, in fact I AM, pretty strong) to rob me. Any fool who'd try would eat fists till he's full and thats it.

I'd maybe even take someone with a knife.

3 unarmed dickheads. No problem.

A gun:

Take whatever you need, buddy.
 
it depends... close threats with a gun are actually a lot less dangerous than with a knife. (seems illogical indeed, but it appears to be true. or at least it looks like that in KM drills.)
 
It's very true. "if you can touch it, you can take it".


But this is not an endorsement for the untrained to go about taking guns from people.
 
starkc said:
A shame. What did the kid mean by "papers"?
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mikael said:
Wooz, the papers he referred to may be the (in)famous yellow papers, stating that he is mentally deranged and can't be prosecuted.
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I think the kid was talking about warranty papers or somesuch. He was talking about his stolen items, not about the mugger. I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention to him at that second.

TVD said:
I find it particularly amazing that someone who constantly gets drunk and womanizes creating an ensemble of raucous sin is in fact a champion of justice as far as self-sacrifice and goodwill towards their fellow man.
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Thanks.

I don't get drunk constantly. I don't consider myself a hero or a champion of justice, I've been mugged as a kid in similar ways, and now that it's in my power to get back at it, I do it.

Suaside said:
now, of course this is all easily said, but done is another problem. the fact that you hand over the money or MP3 player will keep you from either getting hurt, hurting another or dying.
getting hurt means you probably get to spent a whole lot of money on the hospital & suffer some heavy discomfort. hurting someone else probably means you've got to deal with cops and so on, but also that the dude's buddies (which wou might not have spotted) could take revenge on your ass. dying, well is generally unpleasant.
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Except I've been living here since 1995, and I pretty much know most people around. That dude wasn't a mafioso making big money on a half-drunk weak kid, he was probably some fucker from out of town making a quick buck. A bully hick or a drug addict, or some other shit of the same sort.

Yeah, I've followed martial arts courses and all, and I pretty much agree to most of what you said about avoiding fights. See, I don't just go around looking for trouble because I learned a new trick in the dojo, and there's probably one thing that sets me off into a fight, and that's seeing some poor sod being bullied and threatened about by some loud moron. I still think that a solid punch to the throat is sometimes the best option.

Mikael said:
Still, you're a brave man in Poland. Thanks for making this place seem a tad brighter.
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WOOZIE TO THE RESCUE!

*swish swish swish*

Z
 
If there were more Woozs out there, the world would be perfect.

(i mean only the part of beating up thugs, not the rest of him :|)
 
Wooz said:
Here's a story.

I got off the bus, driving back home from my mate Alec's place, in which we were planning pics for an upcoming expo and watching "Toes and Beyond: The Foot Fetish Movie". The public buses around 22:00 are always full of strange people. Drunkards, party freaks, hooligans and other characters of late-night urban folklore.
So yeah, back on topic. I get off the bus, fumble in my pocket for smokes, light one, and start walking home. I live a little distance from the end of the line of that bus, which is an old train station with a big parking space, which the bus uses to maneouver. The place is also known for being unsafe.

After walking a few meters, I notice a tall kid, say, around 16-17 years old, with a look of sheer pleasure on his face, and a stocky dude yanking something off , grunting something pleasurably to him. I didn't get the whole sentence, as the only thing I could hear was "cum in your face".

I walk up to mr. fag boy and ask him "What the fuck are you doing?". He looks at me, his eyes grow big and wide, his face changes expression and color in milliseconds, and makes a run for it.

The second I was going to start running after him, the kid grabs me and blurts out that there's no sense in him running after him, that he's got some 'papers' about the stuff and something else, I didn't quite get it. Those two seconds of distraction were enough to get the sunovabitch out of my eyesight, and made it possible to get away. With the stuff he stole from that kid, which turned out to be virginity and an mp3 player.

Goddammit.

I walked a bit alongside the kid, explained him that you can't let fuckers like that take advantage of you, and so on. That he should go to the police station and report the crime, as well. He didn't seem to mind about the stolen things, but was still under shock.

So, here I am, angry at myself that I didn't beat the living shit out of that fag asshole *right away*. The last time someone tried to have anal sex someone in my presence, the dude landed in a fucking cell with a broken jaw. I can't stand fuckers like that having anal sex with strangers in dark alleys.
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Fixed it for you..
 
Wooz said:
I don't consider myself a hero or a champion of justice..
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Good, you shouldn't. Because you never see Batman or Captain America boasting about their recent heroic actions on a internet forum.

Just a little 'Superhero 101' for you.
 
Spider Man and Superman actually write about their alter egos in the news.

Batman got his armee of fags in the GCPD and Captain America is totaly gay and no one cares about him anyway.

Today I slept to 7 PM, is that also heroic?

(no, for me it's normal)


:D
 
Yeah there are assholes out there...Once a group of three sonsabitches run into me while I was listening to Faith No More which means that I couldn't hear a word they were saying. I didn't see them either at first. After a few seconds one of them grabs me by the arm and says something. I remove my headphones to listen to what the fucker had to say. He said something like "You better listen when I speak, you fucker". I was like "Dude, what's wrong with you ? I can't hear shit with my headphones on :roll: " He didn't appreciate it and went like " You're such a smartass, uh ? Come with me, we'll have a little explanation " and tried to take me into a parking nearby. I told him "mmh In fact I have more important things to do, y'know". And he didn't appreciate that sentence either. "Give me your mp3 player !" "No way dude..."

It actually was a cheap and vintage sucky mp3 player.
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But I didn't want to give him even if I had to fight for it. The other important thing I forgot to mention is that I also had a Nintendo DS in one of my pockets and he would also have discovered it and there was no way to give this fucktard my DS...So I punched him directly in the nose. The two other fuckers only separated us, they didn't even try to help their friend. They could have beaten me I believe because no matter how angry you are, when you don't have special fighting skills and you have three assholes against you, usually you can say bye bye to your stuff. But I think that they were surprised that a little runt like me dared to riposte. They just told me that I was a "dead man", I told them to suck my cock and the incident was closed. I still have my ancient mp3 player and my DS...
 
Good job Mr. Bumble. Those guys only hoped that you would submit to their intimidation and when you didnt they were intimidated. You saved your DS, because of it and I know those arent cheap...

Sincerely,
The Vault Dweller
 
The_Vault_Dweller said:
You saved your DS, because of it and I know those arent cheap...
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Ouh, yes they are, especially if it is robed of you, when on the other side of the scale is your own life, but then again I might be crazy, but you are insane.
 
MrBumble wrote:
They could have beaten me I believe because no matter how angry you are, when you don't have special fighting skills and you have three assholes against you, usually you can say bye bye to your stuff.
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Actually, if you keep your head, the reverse is very much true. It's much harder to fight as a group untrained than it is to take on an untrained group by yourself. This is especially true if the group in question is known to each other and don't want to hurt each other, as they will hesitate and give you openings in which to act. Of course, this doesn't apply to larger groups. Twenty people will kick your ass pretty much no matter what you do, unless you can channel the spirit of Bruce Lee or something. But against small groups, say five or less, if you can think slow and act fast, you have a fair chance of being able to do enough damage they will leave you alone.

And before anyone asks what I mean by "think slow and act fast", it's something I learned from my quian do instructor. You have to be able to shut your brain off, so to speak. The more you think, the less you react, and the slower your responses will be. It's sort of like the part in 'Last Samurai' where Tom Cruise is learning swordplay with the bokan, and the one samurai tells him "Too many minds"; thought is your enemy in battle. You'll have plenty of time to think when it's over, but only if you can act quick enough and survive until it's over.

Unless you have no other choice, fighting should always be your last option, though. It's better to lose money on a piece of plastic and some wires than lose money on doctors bills and still have to replace your stuff.
 
The principle you're referring to is "Mu Shin", quite literally, "no mind".

Fighting is of course the final alternative, unless running is possibly more dangerous or if you have a reason to stand your ground.
 
Well since everyone is telling their stories, I'm gonna tell one as well:

I'm sitting in the city on some stairs, waiting for mates, back in Germany.

2 Kurds and a black guy with their bikes approach and see me smoking, so of course they ask:

"GOT A CIGGIE?"

I answered:

"I sure do."

Silence, I go on with smoking.

After a while of awkward silence one of the dickheads decides to say: "GIVE US CIGARETTES."

I replied with: "Just because I have cigarettes doesn't mean tht I'm a vending machinne, aye?"

The guys were confused and got out of concept.
One of them, he seemed to be the "leader" of this trio, said I don't pay him enough respect.
I explained him that RESPECT is something you have to earn first and it doesn't work if he makes a clown out of himself.
His own "gang" laughed at him.
It was about then when I decided to finaly STAND UP so the guys realized that I'm 1 head taller and way stronger. (they were 15 - 17 years old WIMPS I was about a 18 - 19 y.o. hustler)
They got scared, because I was TOO confident and TOO massive to take care of me.
They got the shits.
One of them, possibly the most stupid one, tried to kick me randomly for no reason.
So he kicks my leg, sort of my hip (what a destrucitve spot to get kicked at *yawn*) and holds balance (he thought that at least) on his bike behind him.
He must have forgotten that when you kick someone, you possibly either gonna push back the poerson you kicked, or if you're a wimp, yourself.
So the guy totaly fell over his own bike behind him because there was no chanced his girlish kicks puch me back.
I exploded in laughter and told them they're a really nice group of street comediants, but I had to go (my mates arrived).

So I get past the group of confused idiots and want to get in the car.
Suddenly, I reckon out of distress, their "leader" punched me on the back of my head.
I a fluent reaction I grabbed his face, with the right hand. I smacked his face in the wall next to the sairs I was sitting on, he instantly passed out.
The next one ate my fist, my hand bleaded after that. The other one ran off.

After that I got in the car and we bought weed and smoked it.
The funny thing was, that I've hurt myself more on one guys face that they all together managed to injure me.
My mates couldn't even get out of the car, because as they opened the doors the whole thing was already over.
 
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