Jesus christ. You guys are berkeleying retarded. "Car." is the answer. Or "Megaphone." Seriously. Who's gonna try to rape a bitch carrying a megaphone? Or "Sledgehammer" (see also: megaphone.)
"Self Defense Class" is a cute answer. My wife's best friend stopped talking to me for about a year. She had come to visit, and her new big thing (after blowing $X0,000 of het folks' money on massage therapy school,) was "Self-defense"
She'd been "training" for two years, and her instructor (who I'm guessing was simply trying to knock the panties off,) supposedly wanted her to get some bs certification to TEACH self defense.
I politely, patiently listened to how this was the greatest thing since sliced bread. How she was going to make ass loads of money teaching other women how to defend themselves. I listened to E36 M3 about pressure points, and this and that and the other GD thing for hours - politely...patiently.
Until (x) vodka tonics in, when I said something to the effect of "Let's say my 200 lb. ass wants to put your 120 lb. ass on the ground? How would you stop me?" Her eyes lit up. I mean like Christmas berkeleying morning.
I was actually expecting to get hurt. Some kind of nut punch or spock pinch or Gracie style some E36 M3, but being all sex-crazed and retard strong, I didn't care.
We go into the living room, and she says "Grab me from behind." (hawt.) She's got her arms up like I'm going to give her a hug or something. I put her arms down by her side while squeezing her abdomen. She says "No, not that way!" I start laughing. "Not THAT way!? Is that what you're going to say to your rapist?" She gets mad, tries to wiggle down. I stop her with my knee. "Now what?" I say. Her response was "I don't want to hurt you," to which I said "Put my ass in the hospital," and tightened up on her a little. She tried to use my weight/momentum against me, move me around, toss me over her shoulder, etc. She struggled till her face got really red and I said "Do I really need to put you on the ground, or are we done?"
She didn't talk to me for a long time...she also didn't become a self defense instructor. If a girl who's taken a self-defense class and can scream "NO KITTY BAD KITTY" real loud and stop you, you're not a very good rapist.
NOW, my 120 lb., works out 2 hours a day with a trainer and deadlifts (no_bullE36 M3,) 300lbs. fine-ass sister in law? I'd PAY to see a motherberkeleyer try to take her down.
I digress. If GF doesn't like guns, don't push the gun thing. The 'self-defense' thing is cute. Get her a car or a megaphone...or a sledge. Or just pound 80 different chicks and walk them to their cars. You're in college ferrchrissake. Why the hell would you have a 'girlfriend?'
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poopshovel wrote: Jesus christ. You guys are berkeleying retarded. "Car." is the answer. Or "Megaphone." Seriously. Who's gonna try to rape a bitch carrying a megaphone? Or "Sledgehammer" (see also: megaphone.) "Self Defense Class" is a cute answer. My wife's best friend stopped talking to me for about a year. She had come to visit, and her new big thing (after blowing $X0,000 of het folks' money on massage therapy school,) was "Self-defense" She'd been "training" for two years, and her instructor (who I'm guessing was simply trying to knock the panties off,) supposedly wanted her to get some bs certification to TEACH self defense. I politely, patiently listened to how this was the greatest thing since sliced bread. How she was going to make ass loads of money teaching other women how to defend themselves. I listened to E36 M3 about pressure points, and this and that and the other GD thing for hours - politely...patiently. Until (x) vodka tonics in, when I said something to the effect of "Let's say my 200 lb. ass wants to put your 120 lb. ass on the ground? How would you stop me?" Her eyes lit up. I mean like Christmas berkeleying morning. I was actually expecting to get hurt. Some kind of nut punch or spock pinch or Gracie style some E36 M3, but being all sex-crazed and retard strong, I didn't care. We go into the living room, and she says "Grab me from behind." (hawt.) She's got her arms up like I'm going to give her a hug or something. I put her arms down by her side while squeezing her abdomen. She says "No, not that way!" I start laughing. "Not THAT way!? Is that what you're going to say to your rapist?" She gets mad, tries to wiggle down. I stop her with my knee. "Now what?" I say. Her response was "I don't want to hurt you," to which I said "Put my ass in the hospital," and tightened up on her a little. She tried to use my weight/momentum against me, move me around, toss me over her shoulder, etc. She struggled till her face got really red and I said "Do I really need to put you on the ground, or are we done?" She didn't talk to me for a long time...she also didn't become a self defense instructor. If a girl who's taken a self-defense class and can scream "NO KITTY BAD KITTY" real loud and stop you, you're not a very good rapist. NOW, my 120 lb., works out 2 hours a day with a trainer and deadlifts (no_bullE36 M3,) 300lbs. fine-ass sister in law? I'd PAY to see a motherberkeleyer try to take her down. I digress. If GF doesn't like guns, don't push the gun thing. The 'self-defense' thing is cute. Get her a car or a megaphone...or a sledge. Or just pound 80 different chicks and walk them to their cars. You're in college ferrchrissake. Why the hell would you have a 'girlfriend?'
Would you like to enter a civil union with me?
Wife carries a bottle of pepper spray that was given to her by a family friend in the secret service.
But she either jogs in the morning, in daylight, or with me after work. Never at night by herself, even though we live in a very quiet neighborhood.
I think you should go all Cato on her and just randomly simulate an on attack her when she comes home. You know, to keep her on her toes.
with regards to pepper spray or mace, one needs to practice drawing it and keeping it in the perp's face when blindsided. Find out who trains the LEOs for this and ask for coaching/classes/practice.
EastCoastMojo wrote: What? I thought it was funny.Am I a troll? I'm sorry.
No Maam, my apologies. Muscle memory and a full can of pepper spray, Like Skynrd said " Gimme three steps"
Osterkraut wrote:poopshovel wrote: Jesus christ. You guys are berkeleying retarded. "Car." is the answer. Or "Megaphone." Seriously. Who's gonna try to rape a bitch carrying a megaphone? Or "Sledgehammer" (see also: megaphone.) "Self Defense Class" is a cute answer. My wife's best friend stopped talking to me for about a year. She had come to visit, and her new big thing (after blowing $X0,000 of het folks' money on massage therapy school,) was "Self-defense" She'd been "training" for two years, and her instructor (who I'm guessing was simply trying to knock the panties off,) supposedly wanted her to get some bs certification to TEACH self defense. I politely, patiently listened to how this was the greatest thing since sliced bread. How she was going to make ass loads of money teaching other women how to defend themselves. I listened to E36 M3 about pressure points, and this and that and the other GD thing for hours - politely...patiently. Until (x) vodka tonics in, when I said something to the effect of "Let's say my 200 lb. ass wants to put your 120 lb. ass on the ground? How would you stop me?" Her eyes lit up. I mean like Christmas berkeleying morning. I was actually expecting to get hurt. Some kind of nut punch or spock pinch or Gracie style some E36 M3, but being all sex-crazed and retard strong, I didn't care. We go into the living room, and she says "Grab me from behind." (hawt.) She's got her arms up like I'm going to give her a hug or something. I put her arms down by her side while squeezing her abdomen. She says "No, not that way!" I start laughing. "Not THAT way!? Is that what you're going to say to your rapist?" She gets mad, tries to wiggle down. I stop her with my knee. "Now what?" I say. Her response was "I don't want to hurt you," to which I said "Put my ass in the hospital," and tightened up on her a little. She tried to use my weight/momentum against me, move me around, toss me over her shoulder, etc. She struggled till her face got really red and I said "Do I really need to put you on the ground, or are we done?" She didn't talk to me for a long time...she also didn't become a self defense instructor. If a girl who's taken a self-defense class and can scream "NO KITTY BAD KITTY" real loud and stop you, you're not a very good rapist. NOW, my 120 lb., works out 2 hours a day with a trainer and deadlifts (no_bullE36 M3,) 300lbs. fine-ass sister in law? I'd PAY to see a motherberkeleyer try to take her down. I digress. If GF doesn't like guns, don't push the gun thing. The 'self-defense' thing is cute. Get her a car or a megaphone...or a sledge. Or just pound 80 different chicks and walk them to their cars. You're in college ferrchrissake. Why the hell would you have a 'girlfriend?'Would you like to enter a civil union with me?
You guys wanna get drunk and wrestle?
No homo.
rotard wrote:fastmiata wrote: Self-defense class. For whatever reason, the same words that come from a cop or other expert will carry more weight than when you say it. For years, I have preached practicing scenarios with my wife such as what gun would you grab if there was someone in the house and her (wrong to me) answer was a certain .38 chiefs special. When she went to a class, they preached using a shotgun which was always my answer. Unless you are gut shooting someone, you might as well throw the chiefs special at an intruder considering your chances of hitting the perp at a reasonable distance. There are now two barely legal shotguns in the house.So, what's the spread on your "legal" shotguns? Something tells me that it's not very much.
I'll try and take pictures, or maybe a video, of 3 shots with a barely legal 12ga vs 3 shots with a .38 or similar pistol on a paper target. It's a HUGE difference. Once you witness it you realize why the shotgun is such a popular home defense weapon.
As a guy who likes to likes to run at night, because it's the only time in Florida that's not hot as an elephant's shiny happy person, here are some techniques that I use to ensure that I don't get shanked/maced/reported to the police:
There you have it, guys. Protect yourself against girls who are trying to protect themselves. They may have watched Law and Order today, where the pretty girls always die.
You really can't go wrong with pepper spray. I was at a Rage Against the Machine show and the whole crowd got sprayed (shocker, right?). It was one of the worst things ever. I have no idea how you can do anything other than cough your insides out and cry like a little girl after getting hit with that stuff.
thatsnowinnebago wrote: I was at a Rage Against the Machine show. It was one of the worst things ever. I have no idea how you can do anything other than cough your insides out and cry like a little girl after getting hit with that stuff.
FTFY.
Salanis wrote: Common sense. Situational awareness. Best way to survive a bad encounter is not to get into it.
Bingo. The best thing you can do is be aware of your situation and surroundings. For the most part, if somone wants to attack a female and gets the element of surprise on them, it's going to turn out very badly for her. A gun won't do diddly E36 M3 (I'm anti-gun if you can't tell) in that case, nor will pepper spray, stun gun, etc... As was pointed out earlier in the thread, if the bad guy comes up from behind a women when she's not expecting it and gets a big bear hug on her, she's probably already lost the battle.
Not saying that carrying a stun gun or pepper spray is a "bad" idea (IMHO a gun is) per se, but the best thing is situational awareness. For example, don't run with headphones on blasting loud music...it'll make you deaf to the world around you.
thatsnowinnebago wrote: You really can't go wrong with pepper spray.
Disagree. Get one of those cute little key chain types and try to actually fire it. It's darn hard, requiring lots of fiddling, several seconds, and generally a pretty strong thumb. They've also got no range and very little quantity.
There is a reason why the cops carry those big honk'n cans and not little ones.
There is also the matter of how much it burns, and how much it really doesn't. Especially the stuff sold over the counter. It's no where near as debilitating as it's hawked as being.
I'm not aware of any campuses that allow guns. And a lot don't allow other "weapons" such as stun guns, mace or pepper spray. Better check it out, but sounds like the GF doesn't want to bother with it anyway.
If rape is the goal for most campus attackers, how about a T-Shirt that indicates that she has an STD or AIDS?
foxtrapper wrote:thatsnowinnebago wrote: You really can't go wrong with pepper spray.Disagree. Get one of those cute little key chain types and try to actually fire it. It's darn hard, requiring lots of fiddling, several seconds, and generally a pretty strong thumb. They've also got no range and very little quantity. There is a reason why the cops carry those big honk'n cans and not little ones. There is also the matter of how much it burns, and how much it really doesn't. Especially the stuff sold over the counter. It's no where near as debilitating as it's hawked as being.
Disagree with this. Having been on the receiving end, they SUCK. NOT pleasant. Had I been trying to assault the user, I would have made other plans while she made good her escape.
As it was, my best friend (male) picked it up thinking it was a mini-maglight and shot it right in my face. Still give him a hard time about that.
EastCoastMojo wrote: I think you should go all Cato on her and just randomly simulate an on attack her when she comes home.You know, to keep her on her toes. Like this.
Nice!
But I like this one betterer! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OC5Ldo1DjGk
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