AlphaBeta on Nostr: I post about this fairly often, but, following the Columbus nazi march incident, I ...
I post about this fairly often, but, following the Columbus nazi march incident, I wanna bring it up once more.
Violence is a tool. It's ALWAYS destructive (in the immediate sense) and often regrettable. It's nearly always traumatic even to the wielder.
But fascists and liberals LOVE to monopolize violence in similar ways. That is to say, "this is OUR tool —not yours."
Respecting that outrageous power grab is how you volunteer for subjugation, enslavement, extermination.
I first started training in a Very Serious martial arts school long, long ago. My instructor was a gifted young man named Mr. Ritley. In our school he was referred to as The Talented Mr. Ritley.
Not long after my enrollment, in a private lesson, he had me square up with him in a study on range control. There was enough space between us that neither could reach the other without moving.
"OK, Mr. Dial," he said, his hands up in relaxed ready. "This space between us —who does it belong to?"
While I frowned and thought, Mr. Ritley stepped forward and caught me on my back foot.
"It belongs to whoever TAKES it," he said to me. I'll never forget it, ever. It was my first lesson in aggression and spatial management. My biggest problem as a young practitioner was developing controlled aggression. I just didn't want to hurt anyone. But what I learned that day, as he helped me up off my ass, unharmed, was that you don't HAVE to hurt people most of the time, but you'd damn well better have control over your space.
Don't let them take it.
Violence is a tool. It's ALWAYS destructive (in the immediate sense) and often regrettable. It's nearly always traumatic even to the wielder.
But fascists and liberals LOVE to monopolize violence in similar ways. That is to say, "this is OUR tool —not yours."
Respecting that outrageous power grab is how you volunteer for subjugation, enslavement, extermination.
I first started training in a Very Serious martial arts school long, long ago. My instructor was a gifted young man named Mr. Ritley. In our school he was referred to as The Talented Mr. Ritley.
Not long after my enrollment, in a private lesson, he had me square up with him in a study on range control. There was enough space between us that neither could reach the other without moving.
"OK, Mr. Dial," he said, his hands up in relaxed ready. "This space between us —who does it belong to?"
While I frowned and thought, Mr. Ritley stepped forward and caught me on my back foot.
"It belongs to whoever TAKES it," he said to me. I'll never forget it, ever. It was my first lesson in aggression and spatial management. My biggest problem as a young practitioner was developing controlled aggression. I just didn't want to hurt anyone. But what I learned that day, as he helped me up off my ass, unharmed, was that you don't HAVE to hurt people most of the time, but you'd damn well better have control over your space.
Don't let them take it.