Category: Training
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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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It’s easy to call yourself a martial artist these days. It’s easier still to call yourself an instructor. With the right lighting, a few well-placed quotes, and some borrowed flair from books or YouTube, anyone can cosplay as a killer. But once the real work starts, once someone asks for a hands-on demonstration or a…
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The Last Time I Say This in Public I made a series of posts recently that touched a nerve. All I did was point out some very real truths about self-protection and the tools we choose to carry for it. That’s it. No gimmicks. No flex. Just a cold look at the choices being made…
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–SPECIAL THANKS TO THE HOMIE SHAWN BLANK FOR SETTING THIS OFF– Drill without play is death. You can quote me on that.Or better yet—prove me wrong. Every week, someone out there’s grinding drills like a wind-up toy. Snap, reset, repeat. Right hand parry, left hand slash. Check, clear, counter. Again. Again. Again.Like a dog chasing…
Hooks, Jabs, and Sarcastic Stabs 