Self Defense with the Cold Steel Training Buckler - Not Quite Captain America But...
I’ve understood the power of impact tools for a long time. I train. I hit things. I know what hard objects do to soft human bodies. But a few years back, life handed me a story that proved the point in the most brutally ironic way. My dad had beef with a neighbor. Instead of cooling off, he let it stew. One morning he gets up early, plants himself in the parking lot, and waits. He’s mad. He’s committed. He’s ready to fuck this guy up. Neighbor pulls in on his motorcycle, kills the engine, starts getting off. My dad jumps him. Full aggression. Surprise. All gas, no brakes. Now, I didn’t see any of this — because I was in Canada. I heard about this later on a phone call with my parents in Taiwan. My mom’s telling me the story, building it up, and she goes: “Your dad attacked him when he got off the motorcycle and you know what happened?” Without missing a beat I said, “Well if it was me, I’d take my helmet off and beat him to death with it.” She LOST it ...