Corpsey

call me big papa
This is what Prufrock is about, isn't it.

Probably if J Alfred Prufrock had bounced somebody's head off a pavement he would have got over himself, big time.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I like watching animals fight au naturale though (and, yes: I mean nude)

There's a show on National Geographic which is basically this; it sort of treats them like boxers and goes through their weights and strengths/weaknesses, plus slows it disown and explains what is happening- but it gets old pretty quick.
 
it's funny how shiels story reads like something out the fantasies thread. imagine if all it took was to conquer your fear and do the thing you really wanted to and your life became an actual fantasy.
Are you suggesting the story is fantasy? It's true. there's more to it, stranger bits. I deleted it because I've just decided it's in bad taste to share given the circumstances. a good one for the right time and place though
 

WashYourHands

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Violence is everywhere. Sometimes if you’re pushed into it, you have to act and if you don’t act you can die.

Ok, this is in my own top 5. Hyson Green in Nottingham, approx 9am, absolutely freezing January morning stood in line waiting for a bus. Couple of elderly Jamaican ladies chin wagging, 2 council workers in fluro donkey jackets, few students. The wind was brutal, so much so it made my eyes water. Now, the area had lots of problems which you can all imagine the contexts of. But one of the worst was a schizophrenic called Barrington Jackson who would routinely terrorise students, try and follow them home and rob them. I was on my way to work.

I took a tissue out to dry my eyes and as I did this unit is walking past and screams in my face ‘look at you, crying like a fookin biatch’. You fuckin what mate? Caught off guard big time. Corner of this road is a crossroads with an Asian supermarket and he ducks in there. No bus. So you know if/when he reappeared it’s going to kick off. The 2 ladies were looking anxious but the council workers are laughing as in just another sunny day in NG7. And he reappears, he walks towards me, all death stares and puffed shoulders. Oh for fucks sake. Growing up in Glasgow and the north of England you’re socialised with violence, or more significantly the suggestion of it. So I had two options. Run or stand. This is where that cliche of time slowing down rings so truthfully because he started running at me but flaps a few nothings and the penny drops this bloke‘s heart isn’t really into it, so I cracked him in the jaw.

He sort of stumbled into the rush hour traffic, cars swerving, the ladies screaming ‘BARRINGTON, BARRINGTON, STOP THIS FOOLISHNESS’. Instead of backing off though, one of his hands went to his back trouser pocket, the gesture of a blade about to appear and then a stanly knife is out. He starts swishing it round, ‘I’m gonna fookin cut you good now bwo’ and I’m backing off, the ladies are out in the traffic too now and the students had run off, except for these 2 donkey jackets. He caught my hands with the blade a few times, but from behind him I see one of the workers drop his bag, put his finger up to his mouth in the ssssshhhhh gesture and in a millisecond bounded up behind him and smashed him in the back of the head. Barrington drops and I won’t lie we all kicked fuck out of him, put his knife on the curb, put him into the recover position and within a few minutes the polis arrived on a blue light call. He got 6 months for abh and even though they nicked me too all the witness accounts tallied and I got off with nothing except stitches to my hands.

I got one about getting monsooned while tripping on purple ohms but save that for a rainy day. Krav Maga classes for a few years are better than any other form of self defence or Jew jitsu as my Jewish spouse moans. Post Covid, look into it gang.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Had a slightly similar one to Shiels where some guy was pretending to be passed out against the wall by a cashpoint but when I got some money out he sprang into action, snatched it and legged it. I ran after him and kinda rugby tackled him down but then I was thinking "what do I do now?" - especially cos he started saying "what was that for?" and I just sort of lost it and started banging his head on the floor and then all these people started shouting and police turned up etc thought I was in trouble for a minute but when the forty quid I claimed fell out of his trousers as he stood up it kinda switched round to my side. Had to go to police station though for hours.
Very rare for me to do that kind of thing though - been mugged a few times, at least twice at knife point (although one guy with a knife at my throat was about fourteen I'd guess, he rode off on a stolen bike that was way too small with his legs up by his ears).
Also got attacked on acid once, that was pretty scary in fact, these kinda feral kids trying to drag me and this girl back into the underground. Then my friend called the police and we were in the police car off our tits with a bag full of things we shouldn't have had.
 
I'm sorry. I can DM it if you care. It just felt a bit crass after a little time passed. Or we can all meet up in London and shout these stories over the top of each other
 

Corpsey

call me big papa
Dissensus is a lot tastier than I'd previously imagined.

I thought you were all fey philosophers that I could push around with my sinewy gym-arms and pillowy pizza-belly.
 

WashYourHands

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There's a show on National Geographic which is basically this; it sort of treats them like boxers and goes through their weights and strengths/weaknesses, plus slows it disown and explains what is happening- but it gets old pretty quick.
Admit to finding some of the animal on animal deaths on Nat Geo hard to watch at times. Nature is ruthless. One of a lioness who got a bit cocky attacking water buffaloes then a rival pride turned up, mauled fuck out of her, then the doc spent 5mins focused on her dying and her mother looking on forlornly from a distance.

Dog fighting is truly barbaric. Staffies were old east end nanny dogs and then some roided up muppet gets one and thinks he can cash in before dumping the corpse in a skip.
 
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WashYourHands

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Shane Meadows is in his element at the mood changes during provincial social interactions. These capture the shifts from normality to overriding tension really well although this is a long way from the original thread post by now.

Paddy channeling Bartley Gorman



German apologies French engineering

 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Admit to finding some of the animal on animal deaths on Nat Geo hard to watch at times. Nature is ruthless. One of a lioness who got a bit cocky attacking water buffaloes then a rival pride turned up, mauled fuck out of her, then the doc spent 5mins focused on her dying and her mother looking on forlornly from a distance.
I guess it was her or them (ah no I didn't read it properly, thought you meant the buffaloes got her)... but I think on the Animal Fight Club it's normally two mountain goats fighting to control a harem of sexy young goat bitches and they normally don't fight to the death. In fact they have rules like they won't gore in the weak stomach or whatever cos it's usually two of the same species, I suppose they evolve so that the strongest gets the women but it doesn't necessarily kill the weaker one as that might harm the species longer term. So that's a good thing for the watcher... but also maybe (I'm just realising this) why I get tired of it quickly - it won't satisfy my latent blood lust.
 
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Leo

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I can watch a million violent films and tv shows but find even mild forms of real-life violent freak me out, to the point of nausea.
 
That film indulges the male fantasy of indignant violence without guilt. Inglorious Bastards does the same. doing sick things to people but laugh along haha they deserve it
 
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