A few moons back, like around the time I
was born and before, fathers taught sons
how to defend themselves. This usually
involved some rudimentary boxing lessons,
or fast strike "finishers", as my old man
used to refer to them.
Sometimes the teacher was an uncle, or
maybe a friend of the old man's, but
nevertheless you got the training. My old
man's theory was to be a brawler. Fighters,
or schoolyard bullies, didn't like brawlers
because there was no predicting what they
would do.
I must admit I'm not much of a fighter, but I'm
a helluva brawler. Brawling was a big benefit
in the scuffles I have been in over the years.
The unpredictabilty of what I was going to do
unnerved many of my opponents in my younger
days, and they really liked to steer clear of me
after an encounter.
I don't scuffle hardly at all anymore, but it's
something every man should go through.
Now that puts me squarely at odds with the
folks who want to raise "Girlymen," as Ahn Nold
referred to a few years back. As much as he
was criticized for using the term, it is still appropriate.
Today in schools boys are being turned into Ken
dolls. Their hair is always in place, their clothes are
never dirty or torn, the have no scrapes or abrasions,
and they are getting doughy and soft.The universities
reinforce this feminization, and then women wonder
why men are so immature.
It's because they are trying to take the testoserone
out of the boys by instilling ideas in them that run
contrary to nature.
And then, when a woman wants to settle down and
get married, she wants a protector, not some freaking
wimp that is a surrender monkey.
I've got a friend that is helping people defend
themselves everyday, and you can do yourself
a favor by going to his website, and checking out
what he calls "tools."
And if you're a freaking wimp, it's doubly important.
You need to get yourself an equalizer, or several,
and carry them around so you won't fall victim to
the first mook to come down the pike.
Go to: http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com
And it isn't just men that need a little something
extra. Half of the Big Kahuna's client's are women,
who know what it feels like to be alone and vulnerable.
But once they are tooled up, it's a different story
altogether. If you're a mook and meet up with one
of Kahuna's Kommandoes, you are guaranteed to
get a taste of hell.
Which is what you deserve for putting your greasy
maws where they don't belong.
Take my advice, and get yourself an equalizer.
Or several.
Just remember this. One in every seven people
will be the victim of a violent crime in their lifetime.
There's no reason it has to be you.
From the big saddle,
Jim Whelan
The Big Equalizer, and Chairman of the Board
P.S. be sure sure and tell the Big Kahuna the
Chairman sent you.
thejamesrwhelanagency.com
206 407 3124
Leave a comment