Dedication.
I feel a slight pity for the first fucker in a van with a clown suit that tries to lay a hand on that girl. Because that is the kind of self discipline and dedication that starts at home, with dad.
But then I take a deep cleansing breath, let it out, and I find the feeling passes.
Is she going to have her fucking sword on her, though?
I'd wager "no". This shit is pointless.
There are actually effective martial arts that this girl could've spent her time and energy on. For the scenario you describe, something like Boxing or Brazilian Jiu Jitsu or Judo would be great- arts that favor the use of leverage and technique over raw strength. BJJ is like the perfect "anti-rape" martial art. We actually have hundreds of incidents now where women who train BJJ have choked out or broken the limbs of their would-be rapist.
Doesn't always go that way, women are weaker in general than men, and even a well-trained woman, when completely overpowered, only takes one punch to the right spot on the face to knock them senseless. But obviously, a woman who is trained to be comfortable in extremely uncomfortable grappling positions, and to be able to fight her way out of them, is going to have a much better chance against any given attacker. The girl in this video can swing a sword around, and do a flip. These things have not been recorded saving women from male attackers, ever.
I also don't see the discipline in this. The choreographed kata takes time and practice, yes, but all the yelling and mean-mugging, no bowing or shows of respect for her seniors before or after performance; this is trash, man. it looks cool, but it's literally born out of Hollywood bullshit.
And here's the thing with ineffective martial arts- I have a real problem with them being taught to people, because it'll give them confidence in their ability to defend themselves, when in reality, a determined attacker will slap the shit out of them in a blink. Something like, Aikido- it's bullshit, and if you try to use its techniques against some thug who starts swinging punches at you, you're going to get fucking knocked out, even if he's just throwing hood-hooks at you the whole time. You can't catch a wrist and snap his arm in one motion.
Ron Goldman is a real life example- he was McDojo Karate black belt, IIRC. OJ Simpson wrote in his book "If I Did It" that when he approached Ron and Nichole, Ron took a karate stance. OJ laughed at him, thought "Is this guy fucking serious?", then picked him up and dunked him on the ground, then stabbing the shit out of him. If Ron was trained by people who knew how to fight, he would've known to get the fuck out of that situation, not initiate a fight- run. You don't know this woman, and you're on some huge nigger's property giving her a ride? You've put yourself in the middle of a domestic, you'd better be ready to fight to the death at any given moment.
Is she going to have her fucking sword on her, though?
You misunderstand me, friend. I was thinking more in terms of her father. The kind of father that takes this kind of interest in his daughter's health and general well being would be a man not to be taken lightly.
And here's the thing with ineffective martial arts
Funny you should mention. I've practiced various forms of martial arts for over 45 years now, starting with boxing in high school. Then the various forms of combatives that came and went during my 20 year career in SF in which the whole point of the exercise is to kill an enemy combatant as quickly and efficiently as possible.
And yet, in the first instance in my life when it became necessary to go "hands on", in close quarters, with an opponent bent on killing me (and by close, I mean in a confined space without enough room for either of us to raise a weapon and shoot. I simply charged him into the dirt, grabbed him by the throat and beat his head on the ground until he died. It took somewhat longer than I expected it to.
Because what it came down to in that moment was the ability to summon and channel sheer raw aggression, and muscular endurance.
Now in modern combat, killing an enemy in hand-to-hand is a fairly rare event. Rare enough to be notable. So I had a long time to think about it and I figured, "Well, that's it then. That's my one, but I'm glad it's over now, job done. Won't have to worry about it ever happening again."
But then it did.
I was chasing a "squirter" that the pred had seen running off the target and into the tall grass under some trees, and I ran smack into him in the pitch dark, tripping over him and bowling us both over. So there we are, two men armed with automatic weapons, in this modern age of stealth bombers and satellite GPS-guided smart bombs, rolling around in the dirt and tall grass, in the dark, doing our level best to beat each other to death with our bare hands. And that's what I did. I got on top of him and beat him to death with the planet Earth. Just like the first one.
Ever done anything like that? Because until you have, you can go preach your "expertise" on that particular subject to someone else.
Just three letters: gun.
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