Category: History
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A Dirty Trick Dressed Like a Slap In the world of Vulgate Pugilism, where pragmatism beats pageantry and results matter more than rituals, few techniques embody the ethos better than The Stossel. This isn’t your daddy’s slap. The Stossel is a concussive, air-trapping blow delivered with a slightly cupped palm, targeting critical zones like the…
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Let’s get one thing straight: this isn’t about sex work, unless you count the blood, sweat, and tooth fragments exchanged on dirty mats and in piss-reeking locker rooms as transactional. This is about catch wrestling. The unglamorous, bone-deep legacy of the hookers, the real ones. The ones who didn’t work for crowds but for dominance.…
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Some men are born to lead. Others are born to watch the wolves at the edge of the campfire and mutter warnings no one wants to hear until it’s too late. Don Rearic is the latter. He didn’t build a brand or chase notoriety. He built a body of work. Quietly, forcefully, and honestly, that…
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There’s this idea in martial arts that lineage is everything. That if you learned from someone who learned from someone who learned from the Big Man himself, you’re somehow legit by default. But let me be clear: lineage doesn’t mean shit if you can’t perform. Yes, lineage can shape you. It can expose you to…
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Syriennion and I are extremely excited to release the first in the line from Shanktelli, the Sleezedagger. We also have a second model in the design process currently. Syriennion is working his armorer magic, making things happen. The story behind our second design is even crazier than the first… We leak more information soon. I…
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I have known Mr. David Carr (aka Syriennion) for far too long honestly. We initially met through our mutual friend and mentor Bigwig (if you don’t who know Bigwig is, educate yourself) as members of his Warren on Facebook. Warren… it’s a rabbit thing, don’t ask. I will get more into my history with David…
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My grandfather, who I will be referring to as Rocky in this article, was born in the early 1920’s, in Brooklyn, New York. His mother was a Polish-American (multi-time) widow, and his father was her (former) tenant turned husband, a veteran of the First World War. He served in the Imperial German Army as Infantry…
Hooks, Jabs, and Sarcastic Stabs 