Hard men, haha. More like lard men.
Its very easy to write the tough guy talk on these forums, im sure most of us feel like king kongs lovechild with bruce lee when it comes to our so called self defence abilities. But the fact of the matter is until you have really been in a situation that actually has threatened your life, even if you have the ability to do deal with it, the risks and circumstances at the time are just not in your favour even if you manage to fight, you can end up killing the aggressor and have to deal with the ramifications of that.
When i was very young, my father used to teach at the local karate club, he is and was a 2nd dan brown belt (two white stripes) and used to do many competitions. He also used the katana and nunchucks for some demonstrations.
Growing up, i was a very difficult child at school, and would always be fighting. I dont remember the full thing what happened, but was only 4 years old and i was already in trouble for biting a kids ear in half. Yeah..i know. And was always in touble for hitting and hurting other kids.
At about the age of 9 my dad thought teaching me karate would train me to be less agressive. And it did, it calmed me down and improved my behaviour so i became a student at the karate club and really enjoyed it.
Anyway fast forward to 14 years old, and there was this bully who for whatever reason kept goading me to fight him, naturally i refused, and this went on daily for 10 months.
Then one day, that was it i snapped. I agreed to fight him after art class, something i have regretted ever since.
So we arranged to fight, now my strategy was to shut him up, so i was going to let him get close tp me so i could execute a strike that will end the fight in seconds.
So i wait for my opportunity, and bang i took it, with a close proximity strike to the throat. The result was horrific and the blood that came out of his gullet all over the school patio, he collapsed instantly and the blood was a real worryingly thick deep red, and lots of it. It haunts me even now.
He was rushed to hospital with a very serious Esophageal Rupture, and took.3 months to recover. I got into alot of trouble over it, and became the most unliked guy in school for the rest of the year..seriously i wanst spoken to and it wasnt a nice position to be in.
So after that i decided that fighing is the last resort, like literally only if my life is on the line. I have met tough guys since and i just avoid confrontation because it just reminds me how bad it can turn out.