Gangs, Perverts, and Insantiy

[Michigan Swamp Buck]

The moral of the story: if you get in an altercation with a wetback, just put 'em down and walk away. Don't involve the police - they're not there for YOU, the Citizen, any more... just put the wetback down, and walk away, whistling if necessary, and fade off into the sunset. It's a fair assumption that the wetback is not going to call the cops, so if you do, and get in a bind over it, you have no one to blame for it but yourself.

Just walk away and leaver 'em to bleed out. If any questions arise, you were somewhere else at the time.

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I was thinking along these same lines. 

I use a walking stick when I hike around my swamp and beat the crap out of everything along the trails. Every tree, big or small, along the path, is someone I want to take down with my stick. Strikes, blocks, jabs, with either hand or both on my stick. 

This Chuck guy who lives down the road makes walking sticks from ironwood. One day we met up when we both happened to be out walking. I faked a striking blow to the face without warning while we talked, he would have gone down if I laid into him. Chuck is creepy, but no threat. I thought he might try to defend the blow, instead, he just flinched and freaked out. 

I should get a sparing partner, not Chuck of course. Just to be clear, he didn't take it personally, in fact, he gave me a nice stick that he engraved with a technique that burned patterns into the wood. I think he used microwaves from microwave oven parts somehow to like engrave the wood.