Another Oldie but Goody: Running and Self Defense

I wrote this one about a 1000 years ago.  Still pretty decent.




Crime is opportunistic. As runners we are frequently out alone, at odd times, and in lonely places. According to most statistics running is a very safe pursuit. You can make it even safer with a few precautions and a little knowledge. This article will give you some suggestions on how to both avoid confrontations and behave skillfully if you are faced with a dangerous situation.

This article is not a primer on how to fight. If you fight you will get hurt and possibly cripple another person. While there are situations where physical conflict is unavoidable, the primary goal of self-defense is to escape.


The natural world can be broken down into two categories: predators and prey. On the African plains there are herds of zebras and lions stalking them. When lions hunt, they sneak up on the herd and scare them into running. By making the prey take flight, the predators get a chance to see how they move and identify the easy targets: the old, young, lame, or sick. They’re looking for any movement irregularities or timidity that would identify an easy victim. Unfortunately, human societies have predators as well and they behave in much the same way. Prison studies with professional criminals have shown that they always choose the same types of people as victims. They’re looking for the same signs as the lions. They use movement, posture, and presentation to find the easy victims and avoid the targets that’ll put up too much fight.

As runners we need to ensure that while we may not be the lion, we avoid being the zebra. All predators are looking for a specific set of traits in a victim. A good candidate won’t see the attack coming or put up resistance. They’ll be quiet, timid, distracted or look lost, with poor posture and slow uncoordinated movement.

The skills that make you a better runner will also make you a safer runner. Running with good posture, keeping your head up and your body relaxed with a long confident stride is probably your best defense. A potential predator will take one look at you and decide to wait for easier prey.


People who’ve been attacked always say the same two things: “I never saw it coming” and “It happened so fast”. Awareness, like any other skill, is developed through practice. It starts simply by always knowing what’s going on around you. A distracted runner is an easy target, so leave your phone, headphones, and music at home. Next, keep an inventory of the people around you. There’s no reason to be paranoid and see attackers everywhere. Know who’s around you in much the same way you see cars at an intersection. If someone is menacing or dangerous, you’ll see it. If you see them first they may go somewhere else. And, if you are attacked, you’ll know if there’s help around.

You should also be aware of your environment. Are there blind spots coming up? Are you cornering yourself? Has that car passed you already? Again, I’m not trying to make you paranoid, but if you know what’s around, you can make better decisions.

Two of your best awareness skills are your intuition and your fear. They are NEVER wrong! Intuition and fear are deeper parts of your brain speaking to your conscious mind and they exist to keep you safe. We‘re the only animal that feels fear and ignores it or tries to rationalize it away. If you have nagging feelings, persistent thoughts, anxieties, hunches, gut feelings, doubts, hesitations, or suspicions, pay close attention to what they’re trying to tell you. Don’t try to explain or rationalize your feelings, act on them. Something is going on and your conscious mind hasn’t seen it yet.

This brings us to the next awareness skill: flexibility. Don’t let your ego get involved. If something doesn’t feel right you need to be willing to change. Alter your route, cross the street, go a different way. Would you rather feel a little dumb because you changed your running plan based on a vague uneasiness, or really stupid because you didn’t and got mugged?


It’s possible that you might do everything right and still face a confrontation. You need to accept it. If you’re thinking “this can’t be happening to me” then you can’t deal with it. One of the best, though difficult, ways to do this is to try to enjoy it. Even if you lose something or get hurt, it’s a chance to learn something about yourself and the world.

Next you need to relax. Relaxation is the holy grail of self-defense. If you’re relaxed you can make good decisions, improve your reaction time, fight off panic, and keep control of yourself. To relax quickly you need to breathe, and in particular, exhale. When you panic you hold your breath and everything in your body tightens up. When you’re in any stressful situation, self-defense or otherwise, take a long slow breath. As you exhale, allow your body to drop. Bend your knees, flex your quads, drop your shoulders and smile to loosen your jaw. Now you’re ready to react to whatever might come next. The act of relaxing might even end the confrontation because most predators need fear in their victims to feel secure.

As you exhale let go of any anger. Anger makes you predictable and easy to manipulate. You can get mad about the situation later, but right now you just can’t afford the luxury.

Now that you’re relaxed, remember that you’re still not the zebra. All of the earlier rules about posture and presentation are even more important when you’re face to face with the lion. Victims are unsure of themselves, want to be polite, not be a bother, and are scared. You can’t show any of these signs. Stand proud. Make eye contact and speak with a loud clear voice. A fake is as good as the real thing. They won’t know what you’re really feeling, and if you fake confidence well enough, you might even believe it yourself.

Once confronted you’re in a relationship with your attacker.

Your behavior will affect their behavior and there’s a finite amount of power. Don’t negotiate. You can’t allow the attacker to make decisions for you because any power you give up will automatically become his. Even if you decide to give up your wallet or a watch you can do so with strength and integrity. You also need to know what you’ll fight for. It’s never a good idea to fight for things. I don’t know a single great martial artist who wouldn’t gladly give up a wallet instead of getting into a street fight.

Try to assess what your attacker wants. You want to get out of the situation as safely as possible, and to do this you need to know what’s going on. Part of this process is to avoid assumptions. Don’t assume its just a mugging, or that he isn’t dangerous or he’s alone. Make judgments based on what you actually know to be true. Remember that your goal is to get out of the situation without having a physical conflict and that time is on your side. The longer the confrontation lasts the more likely it is he’ll get caught.

In determining your attackers motivations you’ll need to abandon some normal social conventions. It’s a good idea to be abrupt and even rude. Being rude to a stranger won’t turn him from a good person into a bad one. You also need to use your common sense. Some confrontations start out as an extraordinary kindness or an attempt to team up with you for some purpose. For example someone might, without solicitation, offer to run with you and log your times. Is this something you would do? Remember that “no” is a complete sentence and you don’t need to justify it to anyone. Say it with conviction and be very wary of anyone who tries to negotiate it.

Don’t just meekly concede once the attacker makes his wants known. Remember the power balance. You can use the situation to create an escape or exit. If someone is demanding your wallet toss it on the ground away from you and run the other way. This forces the attacker to choose, and if he really just wants your wallet you’ll never see him again. If he chases you and leaves the wallet at least you know you’re dealing with a physical assault and can be prepared for it. It’s also never a good idea to be in the same place as an attacker, your car, and your keys. Don’t ever get in the car and go somewhere of their choosing. Give up your car and throw your keys as far as you can, running in the opposite direction.


There is nothing wrong with asking for help if you feel you’re being threatened. The problem is that most people will try to avoid getting involved in situations they don’t understand. If you ask for help be very specific about the predicament and what you want done about it. Saying things like “I don’t know this person and he’s attacking me” or “This stranger is after me” are much more effective than “help me”. People also respond well to being told exactly what to do. If you point at someone and say “call the police now” or “come stand next to me” they probably will.

An interesting aspect of this phenomena is that people who define themselves as outside society are more likely to help you than other more mainstream people are. If you’re being chased running into a gay leather bar is probably safer than a nice restaurant.

If you need help and there’s no one around, don’t just run and scream help. You’ll be ignored. Yell “FIRE” instead. Everyone is concerned about fires, and someone will come out to investigate.


Sometimes you can’t avoid a physical altercation. Physical self-defense has three goals: cause fear, cause pain, or disable your attacker. The best self defense techniques do all three. Time is against you in a fight. It’s to your advantage to end it quickly because the longer it goes on, the more likely you’ll be seriously hurt. There is no question of morality here. If you’ve been attacked you need to use however much force you can bring to bear on your opponent. Do too much instead of too little. This is why its important to be sure about the situation before the fighting starts and why we don’t fight for property.

A lot of physical conflicts are determined by the control of space. A predator will try to control the neutral space between you and put you at a disadvantage by violating your personal space and making you retreat. He’ll also try to back you into a wall or corner if he can. You need to protect your space by refusing to retreat. Hold your ground, moving only slightly to the side if necessary. It’s also crucial that you don’t look away or into the attackers eyes. This could distract you and let him land the first blow.

Balance is the most important attribute in a fight, not speed or power. No attack or technique is effective if you’re off balance. Balance is a learned skill and will even help your running stride. It’s worth the time to practice it.

A lot of attacks start with a grab. There’s nothing to fear in a grab. In fact being grabbed gives you a number of advantages. He has committed a weapon while you have not. If someone grabs your wrist or shoulder remember that the rest of your body is still completely free. It’s okay to move without removing the hand. They’ve also given you something to damage. If they grab your shirt you can respond by breaking the fingers, wrist, or elbow of the grabbing arm.

In a fight every part of your body is a legitimate weapon. You can kick, stomp, knee, push, punch, elbow, slap, pinch, bite, head butt, or even use your voice. Similarly, every part of the attacker is fair game. In general you want to use hard weapons on soft targets and vice versa. Remember the three goals of physical self-defense mentioned earlier. Targets like the eyes, knees and throat are not well protected by muscle and accomplish all three.

During the fight you may find yourself on the ground. This isn’t necessarily a bad place to be. If you stay relaxed and on balance you can easily counterattack from the ground. Grabbing a leg and rolling is a good way to severely damage his knees and ankles. Going to the ground can be a very smart tactic against high kicks, pushes, and to avoid stronger punchers.


In an attack you should feel free to use any weapons at your disposal. Keys, sticks, bottles, fanny packs, or anything else at hand can be a big advantage. Carrying a weapon like pepper spray or mace is a personal decision. If you do carry something, never use it to threaten someone. They’ll take it away from you. If the situation calls for it then use it without ever letting them know you have it. You should also remember that it might not work and have a back up plan.

If your attacker has a weapon you need to be very careful. Everything depends on whether you decide he is going to use it anyway. If you don’t think they’ll use it and they’re not physically assaulting you then give them whatever they want. If you think they will use it whatever you do (there are crazy people out there) then you have to be patient and try to find a good opening. The only proven suggestion in that case is go in very low and very fast, and be prepared to be cut or shot.


This article started by reminding you that running is statistically very safe. If you stay a little more aware and in touch with your intuition you can make it even safer. Just because you give some thought and preparation to the worst case scenarios doesn’t mean you should develop paranoia or fear of your fellow runners. Even as you acknowledge the dangerous possibilities you should run with all the joy in the world.

(Author’s note: I’ve chosen to use the male pronouns “he” and “him” to refer to an attacker. This has been done mainly for convenience, although statistically most attackers would be men.)

This article was written by Angus McIntosh, who has run two marathons. He has been training in the martial arts since 1986. He’s also trained in Zen meditation, Chi Gong, firearms, and various other things that caught his attention. He’s worked with AIDS patients, abused children, biker gangs, and pretty much everybody in between. He rides a Harley and drinks a bit of whisky. He’s a Scottish Lord and the Archbishop of the Temple of the Circus Monkey.

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Philip O’Connor, Our Man in Stockholm

A few words from our friend, Philip O’Connor, Our Man in Stockholm

Losing Las Vegas

In the media tent for MayMac – just a few weeks later and a few metres behind where I stand in this pic, 58 people were killed by a gunman armed to the teeth and shooing from the Mandalay Bay Hotel.

A few weeks ago we sat in that white tent in the boiling desert, there to witness one of the biggest fights of all time between Floyd Mayweather and Conor McGregor.

On Sunday night, music fans visiting the lot-turned-concert-venue witnessed the worst mass shooting in American history.

When things happen in Las Vegas, they can be hard to ignore.

The lot across the street from the Luxor can be anything – a concert venue, a media tent, a trade show, a parking lot.

For MayMac it was the home of the media tent, a white vinyl oasis in the crushing August desert heat.

Outside, day and night, the security guards stood watch, searching our bags and ourselves with good humour, putting us through the metal detectors and making sure we checked in and out with our wristbands.

Every day for five days we made small talk – one man told us how he had come to Nevada from Chicago and had grown to love the dry desert that his grandchildren were now growing up in.

Another younger man wanted our opinions on the fight, a few dollars earned in the blazing sunshine burning a hole in his pocket on the way to the sports book across the street at the Luxor or the Mandalay Bay.

Then there was the supervisor from the midwest, her accent unchanged despite decades spent in Sin City.

The lot on South Las Vegas Boulevard, a short distance form the fabled “Welcome to Las Vegas” sign is adaptable, central and out in the open.

In other words, there is nowhere to hide – especially if someone opens fire on it from an elevated position.

From the gold-diggers to the dam-builders, Vegas has always been a rough-and-tumble town where folks go to let their hair down.

It’s big and it’s loud and it wears you out fast, but it’s hard not to love it.

It is one of those places that encapsulates everything about America, good and bad – the ambition, the drive, the will to win, overcoming adversity, the suspicion of regulation and the dream that anyone coming here can be anything they want to be if they just work hard enough.

It’s a place where people have no problem drinking a skinful and getting in their cars, careering home along the I-15.

“The most dangerous thing you can do as a motorcyclist is drive home after dark in a drinking state,” a motorcycle equipment salesman called Aaron told me in July. He has the scars to prove it.

Las Vegas is no longer the Wild West, but there are still plenty of guns about in Clark County.

I know, I’ve fired them.

I’ve fired .357 Magnums, MP4s, AR15s, pump-action shotguns, you name it.

It’s nothing unusual – all along the strip you’ll find flyers from gun ranges that will collect you and drop you off at your hotel in stretch Humvees.

In the meantime, you can fire as many rounds as you can afford from everything from a .38 special revolver all the way up to heavy, powerful weapons.

Don’t believe me? For about three grand you can fire an M60.

From a helicopter.

For the Europeans who make up a small but lucrative part of their clientele, guns can be hard to understand, especially if they have never fired one before.

For those who have, it’s makes slightly more sense – they have experienced having the power of life and death in their hands.

For that is what it is – to have a gun is to have the power to kill someone, or let them live.

It is a feeling so powerful that my friend Angus (an extremely knowledgeable gun owner and instructor) has told me of grown men crying the first time they fire one.

Apparently, it’s not uncommon.

Somehow, the Second Amendment to the Constitution has been interpreted as imparting the right to own and keep a military arsenal in a private home, with little demand for either security or training.

I spoke to Angus at great length about it, and it is no easy subject; nor is there a simple solution.

It’s hard to underestimate how much people distrust politicians in America.

Many want them to provide the bare minimum in terms of upholding law and order, and then just get out of the way.

Much has changed since the Gold Rush, but the self-sufficient mentality that fuelled that frontier spirit is still everywhere you look.

That is what makes rolling the gun laws back so difficult.

For a start, there are so many guns in circulation that it would be almost impossible to collect them all – and that’s before we get to the sense of paranoia and mistrust of the federal government that mean that many won’t give them up without a fight.

There are plenty of gun owners who are well-trained, who keep their weapons secure and who would never dream of marching down the street in combat fatigues in a show of strength to protect their privilege.

There are also and awful lot of them that have access to powerful, lethal firearms who have no idea how to handle them properly, and who lack the maturity to know when to handle them at all.

The Nevada desert is a harsh place at times, and this tragedy is unlikely to change attitudes to guns at all there.

At the root of that desire for lethal power is fear – fear of the other, fear of the unknown, fear of not being able to protect one’s loved ones or oneself.

Fear, as politicians and corporations have long been aware, is a powerful selling tool.

Whereas we see mass shootings as an obvious reason to remove as many weapons as possible from society, those who believe in the right to bear arms see it as the opposite – hence the rise in gun stocks yesterday in the wake of this tragedy.

If America can witness the deaths of children at Sandy Hook and remain unmoved, do not think for one second that the actions of the Mandalay Bay shooter will change anything.

To do that would require a long discussion about whose rights are most important, and a deconstructing of the apparatus of fear, driven by the media, politicians and vested interests, that keeps the buyers coming to gun shops in their droves.

It is a complex problem to solve, but it can be done. Airports are now bastions of security, and smoking is banned pretty much everywhere.

Once the country’s national sport, drink-driving is now frowned-upon in Ireland.

But I won’t hold my breath.

Instead, I’m waiting to pore over the list of the dead to see if any of the security guards on a few bucks an hour who were so friendly to us a few weeks ago are on it.

Because no matter what the outcome of the political or intellectual discussions around the subject are, the undeniable fact is that 58 more people are dead.

Nothing can change that now.



~ posted by scm


The book is published and so the blog returns. Let’s see what’s rattling around the old head today…

This just in- A sleazy movie producer has been using his position to further his career as a scumbag sexual predator. The shock. The horror. The yawn. Is anyone surprised that some movie making maggot has used his position to molest women who’d otherwise have nothing to do with him? No amount of political correctness, feminist preaching, pundit puffery or legal goofiness is likely to stop this behavior. So is it hopeless? Hardly.

You know what works? Nuclear deterrence. No matter how powerful, righteous or desperate a national leader might be he’s unlikely to launch a nuclear attack if he knows there will be one coming right back. I know it isn’t enlightened or ideal but so far it has worked. Fear can be a powerful motivator. It’s time to apply that principle to sexual predation.

Whether we like it or not sexual predators are protected by the fact that their actions are usually not going to result in personal pain. Let’s end that. Under the law you’re allowed to commit assault or even murder if you feel at risk of your life. It’s called justifiable homicide. How about if we create a legal loophole called the JPIN; the Justifiable Punch in the Nose or Justifiable Punch in the Nuts. An idea who’s time has come.

JPIN would work in two ways. The first is obvious. If some dirt dweller grabs you its completely legal for you or anyone with you to punch him in the nuts. Hard. Maybe a couple of times. That’ll slow him down. Of course the limit to this idea is that little turtle dick will likely wait until he’s alone with his victim and he’s probably bigger and stronger. That’s where the second part, the nuclear deterrent, comes in. It will be completely legal for someone to apply apply JPIN at a later date and on your behalf. Got a boyfriend or a brother? Know any big guys who’d like to help out? Tell them the details and they can go punch this human garbage in the face. Fear of reprisal, keeping the world safe for a thousand years.

I know it’s a Neanderthal idea. That’s why I like it. Fight sexism with violent sexism. Elegant and cool plus its already in practice and working. Nobody hits on my wife at a biker function. That’s not usually the case at more ‘civilized’ events.

I’ve reposted an earlier blog below and you can see that the JPIN plan would completely shut down sexual assaults on men (and yes those are a problem too). Call your congressman. We want JPIN and we want it now. Saor Alba, Vaya con Dios and Viva la Revolucion.

Male Sexual Assault – Repost

Before I launch into my rant I think it’s prudent to point out context. Sexual assault is heinous. I can hardly be called a feminist but a man who takes intimacy that hasn’t been offered is loathsome to me, deserves violence and I don’t really give a shit about the context. I’ve done rape counseling and taught rape prevention for 15+ years, usually for free. I’ve physically intervened when men were being overly aggressive and have escorted women home or back to their hotel rooms if they’ve over imbibed, been drugged, or fear going alone. This is one of the few issues I take very fucking seriously and I’m sure most, if not all, women would agree with me. So I’m not kidding when I ask the following question: Why is sexually assaulting me okay?

I wear a kilt. A lot. Most of the time, even. I like kilts. They’re comfortable and provide great ease of movement but almost every time I wear one I’m assaulted by a woman. I have had dozens of women I didn’t know reach under my kilt and grab my ass or balls. I’ve come home from a night out with bruises. I know men who own kilts and won’t wear them because they’ve been repeatedly mauled. There are a number of Scottish themed restaurants that have had to stop having waiters wear kilts because their female patrons would not stop grabbing the servers dick. Why is this okay? What would happen if I lifted your dress and inserted a finger in the middle of Fremont St?

The physical assaults, while common, are nothing compared to the verbal ones. Literally thousands of women have come up to me and demanded to know what I’m wearing under my kilt. Really? Do you have panties on? Are they sexy and lacy? What color are they? If I asked them the same questions the police would likely become involved. In fact if I behaved like they do I’d have a sexual predator tag next to my name. But you know, it’s all in good fun. Besides, I didn’t have pants on so I was asking for it, right?

You know what the worst part is? The attitude. After the experiences I’ve had with rape survivors it is fucking disgusting to hear the exact same justifications offered in the exact same words from a middle aged housewife. “It’s just little grab.” “Well, I’ve been drinking.” “Chill out, we’re all just having a good time.” “Oh, I didn’t know you were a prude.” “You wish I was assaulting you.” “You probably liked it.” “What did you expect, wearing that?” Just once I’d like to grab them back, but that would probably mean jail time. My regular response now is to loudly say “Fuck you, cunt” every time it happens.

I admit that I’m not the sensitive type and it hasn’t really caused me any psychic damage. It doesn’t scare me because I certainly have the skills to keep from being dragged off and raped. If I’d never worn a kilt I might even find it funny. But consider that my wife is usually standing next to me. That can’t be too fun. It’s happened repeatedly when I’m with my kids or the young children of a friend. Does that seem reasonable?

The saddest part of this whole thing is that it’s made me a little less sympathetic towards rape victims. I was guilty of the belief that men were more predatory and less empathetic. I viewed sexual assault as a male issue but now I realize that it’s a human issue. The main difference seems to be that, when confronted, a woman can fight back but a man can’t.

As a culture we’ve come a very long way toward not blaming a woman for being the victim of assault. I know we still have a ways to go, but when does the same consideration begin to extend to the other half of the population? I’m not going to hold my breath. I always remember the words of Nietzsche: “Slaves don’t want to be free, slaves want to own slaves.” Or in this case: “Women don’t want to stop assaults, they want to be the assaulter.” So congratulations, women. Equality! You’re every bit as evil as men. Actually more so. Because lots of us men think it’s a problem and I haven’t yet met a woman who apologized.

On Wellness

In the last 50 years people have become increasingly disillusioned with orthodoxy. The large monotheistic religions, the hierarchical state, even traditional martial arts have seen a steady crumbling of faith and blind adherence. While I think that overall this is a very positive development it has left many spiritual people feeling a bit adrift. The first step forward should be developing a daily routine to ground ourselves and get in touch with a sense of the universe. I call this a Personal Unifying Practice and it provides the foundation for much of what I teach.

A PUP should be eclectic, diverse, and ever evolving. It needs to start with some quiet time or meditation and then include anything that increases awareness, center, compassion or Joy. Bits of Tai Chi, dance, yoga, Chi Gong, and martial exercises will all work. Later it can expand to include traditional exercise, self defense, playing music, drawing, or any other creative pursuit. I hope that the wellness community moves toward helping people design their own unique practice that draws from multiple traditions. If everyone spent 30-40 minutes a day in their own ever evolving art we would all be a lot more joyful.

Sometimes I wonder how many teachers in what’s become known as the wellness or human potential movement notice that the people who most need their skills are frequently those who are least able to access them. Temple of the Circus Monkey and Desert Monkey Dojo are my very small attempt to answer that concern. I am pleased that my classes are extremely inexpensive and that the bulk of my teaching is done in random spaces. I teach martial arts to people who would never enter a dojo and meditation to those who might be unwelcome in a temple. If your practice is dependent on a quiet beautiful space your practice is way too limited.

All practices should include a strong theme of ego deprivation and this had better start with the teacher. Alas this is not always the case. Tradition glorification, greed, and teachers drinking their own bath water don’t lead to wellness, they lead to new orthodoxy and more disillusioned practitioners.

Saor Alba, Vaya Con Dios, and Viva la Revolucion!

Full Speedo Ahead

So here’s a quick question; When exactly did naked male flesh get to be yucky or bad?  Why are grown-ass adults reduced to giggly school children when a guy wears shorts above his fucking knee?  When I was a kid way back in the dark ages men used to wear shorts to play sports.  We even wore bathing suits and (gasp) speedos.  We showed our thighs.  Are those days gone forever?

As long as I’m on the subject why is a speedo synonymous with gay?  Why don’t women think seeing the outline of a penis is hot?  Has sexual repression really advanced that far?  How about we grow the fuck up about sexuality.  You know, like we used to be.

Humans should find human flesh to be attractive.  Sexual repression and the demonization of heterosexual urges by both the left and right disgusts me. Sexual mutilation, fat shaming, rape and whole host of other abominations start with body shaming.  Mortification of the flesh is an age old practice that should be rejected by modern sensibilities.

When the revolution comes I’ll be wearing a kilt.  Duh.  But at the post  revolution pool party I’ll be rocking a shiny speedo.  Saor Alba, Vaya Con Dios, and Viva la Revolucion!

A Good Old-fashioned Rant

If you want to catch a free animal you need to use a trap that closes very quickly or very slowly. In the first case they’re caught because freedom disappears more quickly than they can react. In the second fredom disappears so slowly that they never realize the threat exists until it’s too late. If you do it gently enough they might not even fight back. For us free humans the slow trap is just about closed.

I know, I’m just another libertarian type screaming hysterically about the loss of freedom. Go ahead, ignore me. I’m sure you’ll make a very good serf. You’ll be comfortable and safe enough, you just won’t get to have any independence or privacy. Go back to your idiotic super hero movies and you’re fucking video games. Oh, someone’s still here? Do you want to see the trap? Here’s a quick glimpse of some of the links in the chain you’re helping them build…

One of the hallmarks of a free man is the ability to move. To go someplace else, anywhere else, for no damn reason. That era is long past if you’re talking about international travel and it’s about to end domestically too. To many of us the car, or the blessed motorcycle, is the very symbol of freedom. I can strap in, buy some gas, and go anyplace. Anonymously. No ticket. No passport. Just go. That’s ending. GPS, on board computer systems, self driving cars, the mommy state and bullshit eco-laws are ending the era of free anonymous movement. Most new cars can be tracked and shut down remotely. Some European countries have vowed to get rid of human driven cars in the next decade. You know, for safety. You don’t know it yet, but you’re even about to lose the right to even ‘own’ your personal vehicle. Or most anything else.

Ah yes, private property, the very foundation of freedom. This is mine and I can do with it what I like. Not so much. Go buy a piece of land and see how many permits you need to do anything or try to drive your new car without permission and licenses. But I’m not even talking about those things. I’m talking about whether you actually own the car at all. Very quietly a consortium of car manufacturers and software companies are getting the laws changed so that you don’t own the code in the thing that you bought, and everything has code. Strangely enough John Deere is leading the way. You might say ‘so what’ but you’d be wrong. If they win, and they will, you will no longer have the right to modify or repair ‘your’ property at all. Doing so will lead to mandatory jail sentences for copyright infringement or intellectual property crimes. And guess what? Everything has code. Want to add your own software or turn off the GPS or microphone on you phone? Nope, you’ll go to jail. Even though you supposedly ‘bought it’. Speaking of which…

Part of private property is the right to buy shit anonymously. To do that we use money. It works. We don’t owe our souls to the company store anymore. However the powers that be hate cash. It can’t be traced easily. You can buy guns, hookers and cocaine with it. Or motorcycle parts. So guess what? Cash is going away. More and more you have to use cards or an app on your fucking phone. I tried to order a pizza last night and couldn’t because I wanted to pay for it with actual money. None of the delivery places let you do that anymore. Trust me, you’re really going to miss dollar bills when they’re gone, you can’t make private sales, and everything you buy is traceable.

Once there’s no cash, no anonymous travel, and damn little private property you’ll find that you have no privacy left. Computer and phone technology is stealing your personal life so fast I don’t even know where to begin. Alexa, get the fuck out of my life, And I haven’t even mentioned that police of every kind piss all over your 4th Amendment rights every day. To enforce the LAW.

We are a nation of laws. Millions and millions of laws. Every one of us breaks a number of them every day. Our founding fathers knew that laws only work well when they’re applied evenly. It’s why we blindfold Justice. Yea well, that bus left. None of us believe that the rich and poor have the law applied equally. A District Attorney in New York recently decided he wouldn’t prosecute illegal aliens for many crimes so they couldn’t be deported. That’s right, he decided that American citizens should go to jail and illegal aliens shouldn’t even if they committed the exact same crime. And he’s still the DA. Hell, why is still out of jail himself? Or alive?

Once you start talking about laws you have to begin to think about who gets to make them. Do you? Does Monsanto? You know the answer to that. Laws, for the most part, now serve the needs of corporations and the rich. Not you. And certainly not the Constitution. The power to make laws is important because the groups that have it also have the power to put you in a cage whenever they feel like it. Fact is the US puts more people in cages for more reasons than any other civilization known to history. Exactly how does this make us the land of the free?

Even if you do manage to stay out of a cage you still can be controlled by piling debt on your back. Back to the company store again. And if you don’t pay your debts guess what happens? Prison. Put all these things together and you are now a serf. What you can do, who you can see, and how you live your life are now effectively under the complete control of the Governcorp or the Corporament or whatever you want to call this unholy alliance. It’s their way or prison, they’re always watching, and you’re letting it happen.

We’ve been told that our enemies are a different color, a different religion, a different sexual orientation, a different party, oh fuck, just different. These aren’t our enemies and they sure as hell aren’t the Governcorp’s enemies either. You know who is the ‘enemy of the people’ is according to these power hungry ass-monkeys? A biker with a gun, some training, a pocket full of cash and a thirst for joy. Shit. That’d be me. Saor Alba, Vaya con Dios, & Viva la Revolucion.

Work Smarter AND Harder

I’m back and feeling ever so much better. Thanks for asking. Of course I’ve spent some time thinking but we’ll get to that later. You know what I did for the most of the last few weeks? I trained. Hard. And played the same way.

A few weeks ago I was asked to take part in a panel discussion. The subjet is irrelevant to this post so I won’t distract you with a lot of details. Suffice it to say that it involved a number of people who were accomplished in their chosen field and they took questions. Regardless of the raised issue it soon became apparent that the answer, when not specific or technical, was almost always some version of WORK HARDER.

Okay, so here comes the old man rant. You know what almost always helps you get better at something? Hard work. Not more technology. Not fancier training methods. Not clever short cuts. Just plain old fashioned nose to the grindstone, sweat producing practice. I can hear millennials bailing out of this post by the hundreds.

Work smarter, not harder.” “Get real results fast.” “Twenty minutes a day will reap amazing results.” No, you lazy fuck, it won’t. Do you want to be a great musician? Practice for hours every day. Serious about martial arts? Train your forms constantly. Want to get in great shape? Plan your days around the gym. Interested in a spiritual pursuit? Work work work at it.

Talent is nice if you have it. Dedication and faith are useful. A good teacher or 12 can certainly help smooth the way. Good tools can be fun or make you look cool. But only hard work over a long long time will give you mastery. Not easy. Not sexy. Definitely not profitable. Probably full of tears and injury. But true. If you want to be better, work harder. And if anyone tells you differently they’re lying. And they probably suck at what they do. Saor Alba, Vaya con Dios, & Viva la Revolucion.

A Question for the Ladies

In the last few years there’s been a lot of talk about whether the younger generation of men are giant snowflake wussies. For the most part that’s true but it’s not what I wanted to discuss here. I wanted to ask a slightly different question, one which will undoubtedly get me into all kinds of trouble. Why are the women who make up the equal rights movement such monumental fucking cowards?

Do you know what courageous warriors do? They fight actual fucking enemies. Do you know what bullshit whiny feminists in America do? They put on vagina costumes and march around in a country where they already have most everything they want. Are the USA and Western Europe perfect in how they treat women? No of course not. Is it the best place in the world to be a woman in all of recorded history. Easily. Women can vote, drive, own property, work, have sex, and are legally protected in all of those things. The simple fact is that, when asked, the women out protesting for rights can’t actually name a specific thing they want changed. Oh, they’ll rant about attitudes or platitudes and maybe wave a clever sign about abortion but there isn’t a single law or policy that actually discriminates.

This would be comical if it weren’t for the millions of women who have to wear bags and are beaten to death for being raped. Oh wait, that’s not a problem for the sisterhood? Why the fuck not? You want to help women? Demand that the West stop dealing with Islamic countries. Boycott any company that does business in Dubai. That shit works, ask South Africa.

At every march we hear a whole lot about girl power. Okay, use it. Fight a real foe. Go after Islam and Christianity. Go after every patriarchal religion that teaches that women are lesser. Show solidarity by burning head scarves, not wearing them, dumbass. You see, I’m a true radical. I believe ALL people are equal in the sight of the universe. Apparently that’s too tough for you girls. I guess you just don’t dress like pussies. Saor Alba, Vaya con Dios, & Viva la Revolucion. Or, in this case, not.

Micro Misery, New and Improved!

In the last post I tried to address the giant miasma of misery that has settled over our country, it’s politics, and it’s government. I suggested that we break up and settle into a bunch of smaller, like-minded countries. Too bad that even if it happened you’d likely still be miserable. After all, our entire economy and way of life fucking depends on it.

American wealth is largely built on our ability to sell each other crap, We give a lot of bullshit lip service to being a Christian nation but in reality we worship the great and petty god Commerce. Shopping centers are our temple and Amazon is our Lourdes. To be American is to Consume and in order to know what to Consume we have Holy Advertisers and Marketers. How many ads do you see/hear in a day? Hundreds, thousands, maybe more. Every company, in fact our entire economy, needs you to buy their products. And guess what? The very best way to accomplish that is to make you feel terrible about yourself. If you don’t think you’re a miserable piece of shit our whole world tumbles around us like a house of coupons.

You aren’t good enough. Your clothes are ugly and outdated. Your hygiene is even worse. Your breath and body stink. If you just had a new Iphone or a BMW you might be worth something, you colossal waste of space. Think about it. Every single god damned day you’re bombarded with the same message, both subliminally and explicitly. You suck. You need products to make you less loathsome. If you don’t buy something you’ll be miserable.

A hundred years or so ago a company couldn’t sell any more floor cleaner. In a fit of genius they invented halitosis and sold their floor cleaner as ‘mouthwash’ to an insecure populace. Today that’s known as the Listerine Effect. True Story. Now the whole economy relies on your misery and so it insults you a hundred times an hour. To be happier on a macro level we need to disconnect from each other and stop worshiping government power. On a micro level we need to disconnect from advertisers and stop worshiping Commerce. That’s why we need to Saor Alba, Vaya con Dios, & Viva la Revolucion.