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As my family has been victimized by murder, I am no stranger to the study of violence. I learned how to fire a handgun into a man's chest in three quarters of a second. I BS you not. My shooting instructor, an Army CSM with 27 years of experience, more than half of those in pistol instruction, mentioned me by name in the local gun stores. Apparently he described me as well, because I had a gun shop owner asking if I was who I was. Upon answering in the affirmative, he proceeded to tell me that he'd heard I was a d*** good shot.
All this to establish my credibility.
My first experience with hand-to-hand combat was in 2004, when I borrowed from a friend an old Marine hand-to-hand book, dated 1993. It featured elbow-reversals, shoulder locks, striking, breakfalls, and a lot of useful things.
I made this my principle fighting system.
I noted glaring holes in the style though, and picked up other martial arts to fill those holes. I was left with a system that barely resembled the Marine system. I adapted Taekwondo's powerful and stylish kicks, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu's leveraging and unbeatable ground-work, Kali's knowledge of knives, and the powerful striking of Muay Thai.
My girlfriend, a short Hispanic girl with a purple belt in Taekwondo and two years of training in the art could barely touch me when we sparred.
I taught her my system, and I've watched her use it to drop people quite a bit larger then her. She especially is a fan of the wristlock, as my need for surgery in my left wrist will attest.
Seeing how successful my girlfriend was in learning my system and applying it, I wanted to begin teaching.
Just one problem: no one would take me seriously.
Why? Because I didn't have a black belt, I wasn't considered to be any good at fighting. The week after the guy told me this, I tackled a First Dan in Taekwondo, and choked him half into unconsciousness. Upon regaining his senes, he said he'd had no idea what hit him, that I was too fast and well trained enough to get under and around everything he threw at me.
So, here's my point of this.
It would seem that no one takes a fighter seriously unless he holds a black belt, at least where I live. I defeated black belt after black belt, but people chalked that up to either luck or the black belt going easy on me.
I truly believed and still believe that I have a good, simple style, that fulfills all needs of a women's self-defense system. It's fast, doesn't rely on catching punches and all the fantastical stuff like one-step that I saw in TKD, and can be executed by a relatively weak person (I'm 6', 136lb., and my g/f is 5'5", 110 +-5lb.).
I've given up attempting an organized class, and train anybody who asks. For free.
I believe that you cannot put a price on human life, and so I don't charge money to those who want to learn.
Some friends of mine have invited me to start a school in three years, and we'll be teaching my system plus a variety of other styles.
Bear in mind, women, that a lot of people who claim to be black-belts and spout off about their years of experience, are full of crap. Fifteen years of experience against my two, and I won easily. It's not how long you train or what color your belt is that matters.
What matters is, can you survive the most critical ten seconds of your life.
In the Army they taught us that nearly all close combat encounters last seconds, not a three-minute round.
Don't be impressed by a black belt or a lot of 'experience'. Years of bad experience are experience in doing things wrong.
(P.S. Before I get into hot water with all the karate and TKD practitioners out there, know that my sister was a brown in Shotokan. She's dead. Murdered. Years of training meant nothing. I don't trust the old Asian systems. Don't try to convince me otherwise, because I don't need to hear it.)
Thank you.
All this to establish my credibility.
My first experience with hand-to-hand combat was in 2004, when I borrowed from a friend an old Marine hand-to-hand book, dated 1993. It featured elbow-reversals, shoulder locks, striking, breakfalls, and a lot of useful things.
I made this my principle fighting system.
I noted glaring holes in the style though, and picked up other martial arts to fill those holes. I was left with a system that barely resembled the Marine system. I adapted Taekwondo's powerful and stylish kicks, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu's leveraging and unbeatable ground-work, Kali's knowledge of knives, and the powerful striking of Muay Thai.
My girlfriend, a short Hispanic girl with a purple belt in Taekwondo and two years of training in the art could barely touch me when we sparred.
I taught her my system, and I've watched her use it to drop people quite a bit larger then her. She especially is a fan of the wristlock, as my need for surgery in my left wrist will attest.
Seeing how successful my girlfriend was in learning my system and applying it, I wanted to begin teaching.
Just one problem: no one would take me seriously.
Why? Because I didn't have a black belt, I wasn't considered to be any good at fighting. The week after the guy told me this, I tackled a First Dan in Taekwondo, and choked him half into unconsciousness. Upon regaining his senes, he said he'd had no idea what hit him, that I was too fast and well trained enough to get under and around everything he threw at me.
So, here's my point of this.
It would seem that no one takes a fighter seriously unless he holds a black belt, at least where I live. I defeated black belt after black belt, but people chalked that up to either luck or the black belt going easy on me.
I truly believed and still believe that I have a good, simple style, that fulfills all needs of a women's self-defense system. It's fast, doesn't rely on catching punches and all the fantastical stuff like one-step that I saw in TKD, and can be executed by a relatively weak person (I'm 6', 136lb., and my g/f is 5'5", 110 +-5lb.).
I've given up attempting an organized class, and train anybody who asks. For free.
I believe that you cannot put a price on human life, and so I don't charge money to those who want to learn.
Some friends of mine have invited me to start a school in three years, and we'll be teaching my system plus a variety of other styles.
Bear in mind, women, that a lot of people who claim to be black-belts and spout off about their years of experience, are full of crap. Fifteen years of experience against my two, and I won easily. It's not how long you train or what color your belt is that matters.
What matters is, can you survive the most critical ten seconds of your life.
In the Army they taught us that nearly all close combat encounters last seconds, not a three-minute round.
Don't be impressed by a black belt or a lot of 'experience'. Years of bad experience are experience in doing things wrong.
(P.S. Before I get into hot water with all the karate and TKD practitioners out there, know that my sister was a brown in Shotokan. She's dead. Murdered. Years of training meant nothing. I don't trust the old Asian systems. Don't try to convince me otherwise, because I don't need to hear it.)
Thank you.
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