please don't.

"He who learns to run away lives to fight another day". Just remember there is always someone out there who is better than you are.

Jack has a good point about our culture - it is sick. It is a once great thing that is by degree diminishing. So what do you do if you can't run away. You focus on the real, the here and now - get a thrill from the fact it's just you and them. There is no-one else who can help you. Is n't the street a reflection of the real world? The point that's being buried here is not about streetfighting, it's everyday life. How many times do you "walk on by" -too many times. You get to a point where you're blinkered and blind. There are too many problems, life is a battle - does n't it get to a point where you are running so hard just to stand still. You ain't got time for anyone else's woes, never mind your own.

Well if you want to know about courage under fire, heroism, warrior morality, then do something to help someone else, help your community. If you want to know what it feels like to come out on top against all the odds, do something good. Switch off your TV ignore the media and concentrate on what is real, listen to your own senses not someone elses. Mythology will get you killed, maybe not physicaly, but you will live a dead existence. Streetfighting like life itself is right here right now, don't get distracted.

Here endeth today's lesson.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" "aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

It looks like I've had some honest feedback to my original post and some barking mad ones as well.

My quote from Geoff Thompsons book highlight the Streefighters strengths, I'll type in the Streetfighters weaknessess as detailed in the book, if anyone wants me to that is ?

If someones curious I'll post Geoff's understanding of their weakness

Kind Regards

Jay

Rick, Rick, Rick

“Jack, I pity your suffering of this unabated fanaticism and hate against the west and westerners (which if left unchecked will end up destroying you), this it typified with a very very small percentage of men whom constantly see westerners study their art and do it better then them (not all of the time bust some of the time), indeed your exaltation of terrorsist catastrophy typifies your infantine state of angression. “

Never pitty a man the fucks chicks you will only dream about. Owned airplanes worth more than you will probally earn in your entire life and knows more about authentic Choi Li Ho Kung Fu San Soo in his little finger tha you will ever know in your life. I learned from an authentic street fighter named Jimmy H. Woo who had a massive funeral in Newport beach, I think Tim was there? Were you Tim? Hey Tim, was Jimmy a street fighter? He encouraged you to fight on the street, at least between the lines anyways. Sometimes not so inbetween the lines.

Exalterations of terrorist catastrphies. What do you have “little mans" syndrome. Try one of those penis extention machine or something. Get off my cloud. Talk some street stuff. Are you experienced? I tell you about some experience.

What a sucker. Bet you have never played poker in your life. You are a set-up waiting for me to happen and I have not even met you. Why are you even posting, obviously you know nothing about the street.

You want to show off your element of power, which unfortunately for you is smoke and mirror psycho babble. Poor little wannbe yuppie.
You are concerned with a speck of dust in my eye when you have a plank in your own.

On and on about me. You have spoken nothing about the street and the real world.

Is it perhaps because you need to feel superior, that you continue to psycho babble. Or is it perhaps that you have seen someone who does not need others love, approval or appreciation and this dumbfounds you, as obviously you are seeking them by your “performance” of your “skills???”

Speaking of non-achievers, your claim to fame is a soon to be hopeful thesis on psychology in the martial arts. Wow a sports psychologist, what an elegant ambition. Talk about under achieving. You are an underachiever, in your terms, before you have started.

“Maybe Jack your a non achiever in your own eyes? You got passed over for that promotion which was rightfully yours! Throughout our life, especially during our youth, many scars are inflicted upon us. Some of them are the results of violence, abuse, or warfare. Others are from bad education. A few come from humiliation a few from failure. Others are caused by our own misadventures."

I have had one job in my life as an autoparts driver when I was 17. Never worked for anyone since. Although I have worked WITH some great businessmen.

Tried to retire when I was thirty, but the beach got boring. My net worth through real estate is about 20 million + stateside, including 100 acres of R1 property in Temecula conservatively appraised at 17M, that was M like in Million Ricky boy. I have an Oceanfront house in Southern Cal that sits vacant when I’m down south (3M) and all of my properties are free and clear. Zip no debt.

Now I dedicate at least half my time helping poor people and hanging out with them. All those boring Nuvo riche in Laguna nauseate me. Orange County is a cultural wasteland. Old money are snobs, and the men are nothing but do- nothing bitches that golf all day. Not all of them but the majority.

I did make a mistake once. But only once. I bet you have never made one? Right honest Rick. Well you one-upped me again.

I was drafted and served in a nice little oil interest war way down yonder over in … well you Country Joe and the Fish fans know the rest of that song. But I wasn’t the first on my block to be brought home in a box.

I am proud of my scares. Both mental and physical. Badges of bravado, courage stupidity and love all rolled into one shooting star.

As far as education goes, well while I am on your couch, let’s see: Started at UC Santa Cruz. Hated it. Bunch of professional students on the dole or rich kids with nothing to do except smoke pot and eat at that time Peyote. You see I had an English teacher, you might of heard of him, Carlos Castaneda? Well it was probably before you time youngin and he wrote these rather successful strings of books about a Brujo (that is a male witch in Spanish in case you speak no other language than psycho babble). Anyways those classes and my relationship with him, although he has passed now, were my highlights at UCSC.

Then onto UCSB that is in Santa Barabra CA. I was watching my neighbor puke his guts up after doing too many beer bongs and decided to take a cruise uptown. So I walked into a small Restaurant named the Metro Café. Lo and Behold, there was a friend from High School in a double breasted shinny (Casmere?) suit. Steve! I said, Do you work here?
“No, I am the owner.”

He proceeded to take me down stairs to show me his fine wine collection (that is my only vice, fine wine (oh yeah and women, I used to love cigars and lived in Cuba for three years, but that is another story, some of it classified.) anyways Ricky Ricardo, he comps me the night, we popped some great Cab and I walked out blown away.

Next morning I woke up and said to myself “I am smarter than that guy. He’s got a restaurant and a ton of chicks (He invited me to his Halloween party at which he had hired a dozen models to mingle with the guest) and I’m still in college.

The next day I packed up and walked away from 16K in scholarships and grants.
Went to work with an Oakie genius who was importing Japanese parts for bikes and cars. I asked him for a job and he said, “Well you can’t have one.” Why I asked? He said “Cause if you work for people you will never make any money. But, if you work WITH people, the sky’s the limit.”

My international holdings are about a modest 2M+ well almost 3M. I haven’t been focusing lately. Been too busy having more kids and hanging out with em and their mothers.

Now at my home down south, and I will be going back shortly, all the kids and their mother come over for X mas and New Years. We all get along and they bring their husbands. Some are not remarried and I have even set up my second family’s mother with her current husband.
Anyways we are celebrating this year in the Caribbean on my friends 65+ ft catamaran the Calypso. You know the one that Hugh Heffner rented to do the playboy video. I was at the shoot. Pays to have friends.

So Rickster the psycho trickster, don’t go feelin sorry for poor Jack here. My misguided life with its miss adventures (get it “Miss”adventures.” Getting walked in on with my dick where it wasn’t supposed to be in the Marina Hemingway in Cuba. That was one of Fidels daughters… another story.

My bad education. Thank God I quit the institution that “graduate thieves and murders” to quote a hero of mine : Bob Marley, with whom I hung with as only one of three white guys in his inner circle and taught kung fu to his primary body guard, a dread called “Takelife” and Sunsplash at Mobay (that’s Montego Bay for you neophytes IE:Rick,) in 78 was special. It was Ziggy’s first time performing on stage. As a matter of fact it was I who handed A HUGE Thai bud to Ziggy in circa 88 (?) before his first US concert at Universal Amphitheater and sat with Rita Marley and Bob’s X manager (Forgot his name, but he was a snipe and Bob kicked the •••• out of him in Zimbabwe for siphoning money. Another story.

Oh yeah back to the couch Ricky. Did we cover failures yet? We did.

Right, youthful scares. Well when I rode my chopper that I built from scratch. It was basically an 1954 Police Special frame with a gutted trans that I replace with a suicide shift, that is the stick shift types versus the peddle shifter, and we thought front brakes didn’t look good on glide front ends, were for sisy’s (kind like you Rick? Maybe just a little into the Docker crowd are we? Does your girl friend where leather jackets, or have you had one yet. Still a virgin? A true Saint, righteous saint Rick, or is it Jolly Saint Nick!) so we would have hard pedal rear brakes only and a hard tail suspension.

I rode with loose ape hangers because the handgrips legally could only be no higher than shoulder level. We kept em loose and raised then to over our head on the open road and yanked en down to shoulder level in the city when the man was around.

Oh yeah, youthful scares. Well we hung out in this gang called the Misfits out of Sante fe Springs and at that times we used to eat a lot a barbiturates, commonly known as reds or downers. So we called them capsuled courage cause they made you completely uninhibited, you say the stuff you wanted to say when you wanted to say it, even if you shouldn’t of.

W’ed fight like mad dogs at night and you’d wake up with cuts and gashes in the morning but everybody was so fucked up nobody could remember who did what to whom. So all was forgiven. One big happy biker family. A piece of advice Rickster, the key to a happy life is a short memory.

Have I covered it all my fine feathered friend?

”Unless we recover from these injuries, the scars mar us forever. You can only recover from your scars Jack through self cultivation. It is evident that you are unable to recover from your scars without help, no man is an island, in the meantime Jack my immediate advice it try to aquire as few problems as possible. With on going councelling you may be able to rid yourself of this unabating dysfunctional personality affliction.”

I will be marred, like the Mar in Miramar Cuba, or Brisa del Mar Puerto Rico, or Canta Mar Mexico. Maybe Marbella Panama. Or Sol Y Mar Nicaragua. Could be Mar Y Sombra Costa Rica, my old friend Frediricos beach disco. One of Olie North’s friends.

My Dearest Ricky, I have and still am undergoing counseling, by one of the finest female bartenders in the most well know Casino in Panama City. I am Jack “the Island” Vincent.

Oh yeah Rick, the only thing I’m trying to rid myself of is too many women and this bad case of herpes, but that’s easy, whenever I have an outbreak I just squeeze limejuice on my dick. Works every time!

Don’t work too hard Ricky dear. Hugs and Kisses – you know who.

Oh yeah, one of these poster was an imposter. You know who you are you naughty one! Tisk Tisk ....

Hey Listen up.

Finally someone with some sense around here. Where you from?

"He who learns to run away lives to fight another day". Just remember there is always someone out there who is better than you are."

The heathens back is on the wall…. Jah

"Jack has a good point about our culture - it is sick. It is a once great thing that is by degree diminishing. So what do you do if you can't run away. You focus on the real, the here and now - get a thrill from the fact it's just you and them."

You got it Listenup.

"There is no-one else who can help you. Is n't the street a reflection of the real world?"

The real, real wild and wide world brother.

"The point that's being buried here is not about streetfighting, it's everyday life."

Bang, another bulls eye. Burried by psycho babble.

"How many times do you "walk on by" -too many times. You get to a point where you're blinkered and blind. There are too many problems, life is a battle - does n't it get to a point where you are running so hard just to stand still. You ain't got time for anyone else's woes, never mind your own."

And if you live for other you live again , live for yourself and you live in vain. The kingdom of Jah shall remain… Pass it on, Pass it on, Pass it on.

"Well if you want to know about courage under fire, heroism, warrior morality, then do something to help someone else, help your community. If you want to know what it feels like to come out on top against all the odds, do something good. Switch off your TV ignore the media and concentrate on what is real, listen to your own senses not someone elses."

You da fuckin man….

"Mythology will get you killed, maybe not physicaly, but you will live a dead existence. Streetfighting like life itself is right here right now, don't get distracted."

Here endeth today's lesson.

Thank you. It was a good one.

Did yu get that Booby boy AKA 2 Boobs

Now that the unimportant stuff is done can we talk about tightening the ass muscle when you breath? You know back to the important stuff.

Please Jason,

No one's curious to hear what that hack has to say.

If you want to talk about street fighting, how about some personal observations drawn from experience.

Jack you are suffering from Newsgroup Phsycosis, I pity you, it's sad to see a grown man so delusional my advice to you is to lay off the Smoke non tobacco substance, Drink less beer, Watch movies and Comedy shows on TV, find a nice girl, read more and be happy

Find a nice girl. HAAAAAA. What to match you Dockers. I do not watch TV. TV is mind control for guys like you. What is your next advice, read the newspapers? White picket fence. Pure fantasy crap. What are you addicted to "Friends" reruns. Get a life!

Live a little, then write back in 10 years, Maybe by then you will have learned to stand when you piss, cuz you are squatin now.

Like curly said in "City Slickers" "I crap bigger than you"

Oh by the way, it is you people and your self righteous attitude that want to tell us all how to live our lives that are destroying the once sacred "right to pursue happiness." You and your patriot act further erode civil rights.

You know what is best and how to live? You are dieing for a social appointment through a degree in which you can feel superior an lord over the needy. You are a closet oppressor.

Try finding true power. A basis of internal knowing – called confidence. Something I spoke of in a previous post that you just glossed over cause you have no ansewers, the emporer has no cloths!

What about external power Ricky the right one. Who do you know, what kind of ability do you have to protect others and yourself. Can you provide for yourself and others, how's your war chest? I thought so. Probably never made a dime in your life and would know where to start.

Take some advice from some one who doesn’t know jack, “get your hands dirty” get scared, make mistakes, suffer. Life aint about developing your social cushion and pedicures. Dig a foundation for a 9 foot by 9 foot shanty for someone who has no roof in the 90 degree heat. Then buy a round of beer for the semi toothless helpers who sweat just as hard as you did.

When you balance that with fine wine and model quality chicks, well you take it from there.

What about street stuff Ricky?

Ever protected anybody, ever thought about defending the weak from their oppressors?

Ever had even a bloody nose. Sounds like you might have once, but I’m sure your Mommy tended to that quick.

You do not know squat about anything but psychobabble. Your lame and impotent posts, so obsessed with me, prove it. (I knew there was something tied to your penis in your personality - but there is always viagra)

At least the 1 out of 10 gets it. That is the hitchhiker quotient. You pick up nine scraggy hitchhikers in order to get to the tenth, who is someone worthwhile. You are obviously one of the nine.

Back to your row house pretend life and by the way, polish up the Schwinn, wouldn’t want your daddy to get mad at you. Hey he’d stop paying for your waste of time education.

Happy pencil sharpening!

Thanks for the laugh with my morning coffee! About the only thing you’re good for.


I should charge you for this stuff.

Oh yeah,

Iron Bastard,

"Listenup" aint me.

Sorry quire boy. Now go sing along with the other sportsmen.

Probally not one baritone amoung all of you.

For your own good,

Jack "watch out for sharp objects" Vincent.

Hey Jack you're a grade 1 tosser, grow up little boy, and stop throwing your rattle out of the pram when things don't go your way, koochie Koo who's a pretty little boy, koochie koo, who's a pretty little boy, ah bless him he just hickedup some sicky, koochie koo, do you like your rattle, tickle tickle, do you like your rattle, my he has'nt aged a day (mentally that is).

Hello Jack, Good to see you posting. Pissin em off again, maybe it will wake them up. Kinda doubt it, but worth a try? Did you have a good turkey day?

"Ooooooooooooo" "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh"
Hey Jack -
Wanna sleep with a big hairy chick???
(Let's keep this one going - I kinda like him)

Remember, there's only one big bald hairy chick - and that's BIG BALD BETTY!!!

Hey Jason, What's the streetfighters weeknessess?

Oh, is Big Bald Betty Bob#2's alter ego?

No -
However that is one of the most kind things that one could ever say to me...

You see, I completely think bob numero dos is fantastico!!!

Sincerely,
BIG BALD BETTY

CJS,

How could you?

More street fighter junk?

We don't celebrate Turkey Day down south.

Nice of you to ask though. Listenup got it right didn't he?

That’s what makes posting worth it. Oh yeah and I like to read my own writing. Actually, the US is incredibly boring. If you got some soul and you do not mind people who do not know what automatic clothes driers are, you would like it down south.

Yeah, I love to piss em off. Their juvenile antics are hilarious. If they only knew.

Really, I love the US. But it’s lookin like a sinking ship. The deal is nobody gives a ••••. Christmas is now politically incorrect, its “holidays.” The rulers got everybody here so brainwashed and busy to make money to pay taxes and thinking that they have to have this cell phone or that car or this watch so they can get laid.

I mean its ridiculous. Down south people realize that everybody needs to be touched. They call the US the land of the dry dick because if you aint got money the women want nothing to do with you. This is a very inhumane society.

Down south, I am a minimalist. No extra crap, drive a 93 toy x cab 4X4 and a 94 4 door corolla for the city. Usually I cab it. I goy a •••• load of ching but nobody knows it outside my family. There is the kidnap factor to deal with and I do not like bodyguards.

The point is people know how to live and are in touch with nature. Here, nobody cares much for nature. Nobody is into protecting it. There, you got people that realize the importance of that river, of that tree. They see that the monkeys need connected foliage to prosper.

There people know you, and take time to talk. Here you talk to people you do not know and they start looking for the hidden agenda.

The point is protection ability is essential but you need to use it unselfishly. For the good of all. Like Jimmy said, if you can't use your Kung fu to make the world a better place for you and everything in it, than what good is it? Why study so long?

Experience is all about character and if you listen to the psychobabble boy, we should all travel through life with our political correctness watching TV, and Movies. How polite. One problem, it is a vicarious existence. No interaction with real humans. Babble boy probably gets embarrassed when he farts. Down south everybody just ignores it or laughs. No social stigma and a great ice breaker!

You gotta make mistakes, you gotta have miss adventures, you gotta stub some toes and even break a leg. Unless you want to be a follower all your life.

Most martial art teacher groom their students to be good little followers.

Kung Fu San Soo as taught by Jimmy H. Woo is designed to create leaders. Of course, you have to follow at first. But then you lead. In most MA studios, they want you to be uniform. Carbon copy of the teacher. Little clones that must always rely on the teacher for the answer, for their confidence, for their character.

Like Ricky boy, bet he wants to be just like his teacher,

We can only be our best self. It is futile to want to be like anybody else.

Most MA students are only looking for a pat on the ass from their teacher. Approval,

Outside approval is equivalent to a straight jacket. If you think you need love, approval or any other type of relationship to complete you, you had better start questioning your thoughts. You are already everything yu need. You are complete. Most just do not know it. So they want the big OK from their parents, girlfriends whatever. Thus, they are stuck in a box: no lateral movement let alone forward advance. They can never lead the attack. Thus, they are doomed to follow.

Leading the attack is crucial to all campaign finacial. phyical or emotional/intellectual.

As Listen up said: hence endith the lesson.

Easy’….

sorry I haven't been around much lately. I'm recovering from penile reduction surgery. (and have avoided the internet and it's all consuming porno-possibiliTITies).

Jack- people might actually read your posts if they weren't cumbersome and scatter-brained.

Bob#2

Mr. Vincent, I find it entertaining, sometimes, to hear other peoples ideas on how people think. Even "streetfighters". Yes, Listenup is definitely on the right track. Too bad there's not more like him/her. How far south are you? I used to go to Mexico often, but haven't been there for years. I used to travel a lot, and agree with you about it being a "different world", more real, not so "fake" like it seems in the US. What reasons, do you think, that Tim would stop teaching KFSS?

Jack V you talk to much.