reply to post by FlySolo
I have had my share of scraps. When I have been attacked by males, the rules are simple, either I knock my opponent down, or I go down. What ever
tactics I use to get the enemy to either back down or fall down, are legit. Whether it's bludgeoning the living crap out of them, or fast, accurate
strikes to critical areas of the body, which although effective for defence, minimise unnecessary injury, I don't give a damn, and that largely has
to do with how the thing began in the first place.
Once or twice I have been attacked by women, but only once have I actually had to respond in any way other than evasively. My best friend got messed
up on some bad drugs once, back in the day when we lived in this tiny little bedsit type place. The room was the size of a jail cell. It was
technically her place, and I used to sleep on the floor between the bed and the cupboard. As you can imagine, both of us knew where the others
personal effects were, because of the close confines.
Well as I said, she was all messed up, and found my lock knife. She had been pretty obnoxious and so on because of the narcotics, so she came at me
with it, and when I fended her off, she made as if to hold it to her throat. I wasn't having my best friend take her self out with my knife, or
anything else for that matter, and in an instant, I dove across the room, and put her in a mild choke hold, with my arm wrapped around her neck and
her knife arm too. When she passed out, she dropped the knife, and I placed her in the recovery position, monitored her breathing, checked her pupil
response to light and all that, and she was fine, waking up a little while after. Luckily, I was not drunk on the night in question, otherwise that
night could have ended a whole lot worse.
Also, an ex of mine (so a different lady, for clarities sake) had a cutting issue. On one occasion she had behaved rather poorly toward me during a
night out, and I guess she felt guilty about it, because later on that night, she went to the bathroom and came back bleeding from her thigh. She had
cut pretty deeply, and she gave every impression of not being quite done. When someone is harming themselves, and you care about them, it might go
against the psycho babble, but I believe that when you care for someone, you do not accept any behaviour, from anyone that harms them, even their own.
She made it pretty clear that if I tried to prevent her from doing more harm, she would try and do something really dumb, if you know what I mean. I
performed a wrist lock disarm on her, which was so rapid that she did not have time to react before I had taken the scissors she had in her hand, and
buried them in the grain of her wardrobe, beyond her ability to remove them without tools. This gave me time to calm her down, clean her wounds, dress
them, and I watched over her all night.
I have never had a reason to strike, nor cause long lasting damage, or even significant bruising or pain, to a woman, no matter how fraught the
circumstances. I have always found myself capable of defusing a physical confrontation either using psychology, physical evasion, or by selecting
physical tactics which minimise damage, and maximise the safety of both parties, while removing the threat to my physical self. That is an option
which I hope to always have in any such scenario, although I accept that there may be circumstances which would fall outside of my ability to defuse
in such a way. If a well trained female intended to destroy my face, and proved beyond my doubt that she was capable of it, I suppose it is possible
that I would respond commensurate with that.
I would certainly never seek to discover the results of such a thing. To deliberately engage in such a contest is unfathomable to me, and goes
against every belief I hold about decency and gentlemanly conduct.