I truly believe so! It's bound to happen.
Just a matter of time.
They will be the picture of perplexity as they're clubbed to the sidewalk.
There doesn’t seem to be much to stop it
This quandry leads directly to the production of limey pussies, like the guy who wrote the following:
Kubotan [Misc.]
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23 of 27 people found the following review helpful:3.0 out of 5 stars Cheap, well built but useless,8 Sep 2010 This review is from: Kubotan [Misc.] (Misc.)The item itself arrived in perfect condition. It is sturdy and very comfortable to grip. Itss what it says on the tin, but there's a catch...
All the information I found on the Internet suggests that carrying a keyring-kubotan is futile. The moment you use it to defend yourself it becomes a damage inflicting weapon and you become a criminal (and can be prosecuted as such). The only scenario where you can legally use a kubotan outside your home is: "comming back from/going to martial arts training (in use of a kubotan), you were attacked and could only respond with equal force by making use of a kubotan". Anything else is interpreted as: "you were carrying an object that has an obvious use as a weapon"; it's basically the same (in the eyes of the law) as buying a spiked baseball bat with a small loop that holds keys. This should be clearly mentioned on the product page. You do not have to believe me, do your own research.
If you are a skinny/weak guy like me, the best advice in self-defence I can give is: learn to run faster, scream louder and avoid leaving your home.
For comparison purposes:
St. Crispen's Day Speech
William Shakespeare, 1599
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
wake up.... and SMELL THE DIVERSITY.. CAN’T YOU JUST FEEL THE luv!!!..
African looters?.
Thsi writer has a complete ignorance of Britain. The black looters are British born and bred, and are the descendants of the black immigration from the Caribbean into Britain from 1948 through the 50s/60s, the Windrush generation.
Also cities have always been cosmopolitan by their nature, even ancient cities. Trade always means a mix.
(I know he was talking about the sprawling nature of the US and how it impacts our politics versus that of Europe, but including NY in with Detroit when your average American couldn't afford a closet in Brooklyn, let alone Manhattan is a little too much).