Monday, December 17, 2007
Guns don't kill people
Swords do!
In the land of the unarmed victim, the swordsman is king.
11 Comments:
By 
, at
Mon Dec 17, 09:53:00 AM:
There are no guns. When there are no swords, pocket and kitchen knives will be used and banned next. Then hammers. SEW
By , at
Mon Dec 17, 10:16:00 AM:
I recall that when I first settled in England, back in 1979, I saw the need for a small hand sickle to beat back the weeds. I went to the village ironmonger and bought one. The clerk insisted that he wrap it because, he said, that if I simply walked out of the store with an unwrapped sickle I could be arrested for carrying a dangerous weapon.
England lost its mojo a long time ago.
By 
GreenmanTim, at
Mon Dec 17, 10:48:00 AM:
A permit to carry that applied to longswords, epees, rapiers, broadswords, claymores, falcions, bastard swords, scimitars, cutlasses, katanas, and other blades over 18 inches would have the advantage that these are not as easy to conceal as hand guns (trenchcoated highlanders notwithstanding). Personally, I like something with reach, so I'd like to be able to carry bills, halberds, spontoons, glaives and long pikes, too. I could strap my lance to the side of my car for transport and to ensure that I travel a safe following distance from the car ahead of me (and provide an incentive for the other driver to speed the hell up).
By TigerHawk, at
Mon Dec 17, 10:55:00 AM:
GT, what about bludgeoning weapons, such as the mace or the morning star? I would like a carry permit for those, too.
By Andrewdb, at
Mon Dec 17, 11:13:00 AM:
Sadly a group of Brit doctors called for the license of kitchen knives as a way to reduce violence (sorry, I can't find the link). They seemed to be serious about it.
By D.E. Cloutier, at
Mon Dec 17, 11:32:00 AM:
Late one night my sword-collecting friend Dennis carried a 19th-century sword in a bag when he walked down a street in Santa Ana, California. Suddenly a man started to follow him.
Dennis turned around, pulled out the sword, and asked, "Are you following me?"
The other guy was so startled he answered, "Yes."
"Stop it," Dennis said.
The other guy stepped back a few paces. "Okay, man, no problem," he said. He went to the other side of the street.
By GreenmanTim, at
Mon Dec 17, 02:23:00 PM:
Right. Add to the list flails, war hammers, maces (flanged or roundhead), morning stars, knobkerries, shillelagh, bec de corbin, mauls, horseman's picks and large rocks. Western centrist of me, I know, but martial arts types have the various Occidental melee weapons well covered to such an extent they may be considered mainstream. Only us SCA, Ren Faire and role-playing sorts are geeked for Katzbalger "Cat Gutter" broadswords and the like.
By GreenmanTim, at
Mon Dec 17, 05:34:00 PM:
How is it that it took me all day to suddenly recall the perfect Lou Reed song for this post. Surprised the 'Villain didn't come up with it first.
Lou Reed - My Friend George
"Read in the paper about a man killed with a sword
And that made my think of my friend George
People said the man was five foot six
Sounds like George with his killing stick
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
You're talkin' 'bout My Friend George
I knew George since he's eight
I always thought that he was great
Anything that George would do
You know that I would do it too
George liked music and George liked to fight
He worked out in a downtown gym every night
I'd spar with him when work has done
We split lips but it was all in fun
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Next thing I hear George's got this stick
And using it for more than kicks
I see him down at Smalley's bar
He was wired up, I tried to calm him down
Avenge yourself he says to me
Avenge yourself for humanity
Avenge yourself for the weak and the poor
Stick it to these guys fight through their heads
Well, the fight is my music, the stick is my sword
And you know that I love you, so please don't say a word
Can't you gear the music playing, the anthem, it's my call
And the last I seen of George was him running through the door
I says, Hey Bro, what's the word
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Hey Bro, what's the word
You're talkin' 'bout My Friend George
Talkin' 'bout My Friend George"
By Purple Avenger, at
Mon Dec 17, 07:04:00 PM:
A potato dropped down a long sweat sock is a pretty imposing weapon.
By , at
Tue Dec 18, 07:05:00 AM:
NEWS FLASH: The San Francisco city council has proposed banning potatoes dropped down sweat socks after a series of youth assaults against the homeless.
By , at
Tue Dec 18, 11:03:00 AM:
Hah! My hands are registered with the police as deadly weapons......
RPD
