Learning martial arts to survive in an extreme environment — Please advise

[Holy Moment]

Ok, apparently he PMed Omega.

So far, so good.

[Pship Destroyer]

No, you're a towel.

I know "sarchasm" isn't a word, but I think maybe it should be.

It already is.

sarchasm:

the gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the recipient who doesn't get it

Liben, M., Santorini, E. (2004).

http://www.ling.upenn.edu/~beatrice/humor/sarchasm.html

[ermghoti]

I meant a word in general use. I accept that definition.

[kendamu]

OR MOVE THE FUCK OUT OF WHERE EVER THIS PLACE IS DUMBASS! swim,bike,fly,walk or run to somewhere cool.

This was my strategy. If do right, no can defense.

[Short Timer?]

That's what I'm talking about. Pummelling. With your p3n0r.

Nope. I think will stick to punches—using the fists, not the p3n0r.

[Mr. Machette]

That attitude is what you got you into this predicament.
You think street toughs are afriad of getting punched in the face?
They've been fist fighting their whole lives. They thrive on that shit.
Losing their "honor" on the other hand is the kind of thing that keeps them up at night.
Just ask Charles Panzram. No formal training. Fighting style: forcible sodomy. Fight record: 305-7-1

[Sam Losco]

I live in a shithole. Mine is one of those countries you hear something absurd, unbelievable about in the news and think, "well, of course that happened thereyieldingmeexpect a good degree of skill after five years of disciplinedthink

Yeah motherfcuker...RAP!

[Short Timer?]

That attitude is what you got you into this predicament.
You think street toughs are afriad of getting punched in the face?
They've been fist fighting their whole lives. They thrive on that shit.
Losing their "honor" on the other hand is the kind of thing that keeps them up at night.
Just ask Charles Panzram. No formal training. Fighting style: forcible sodomy. Fight record: 305-7-1

The remote chance that you're serious will keep me

Yeah motherfcuker...RAP!

More likely R.I.P., if I don't get my shit together.

[Sam Losco]

Street fighting is great to practise

[GrouchyOldMan]

Bicep curls...Street fight... Make profit

[Short Timer?]

Street fighting is great to practise

Bicep curls...Street fight... Make profit

I only mentioned punches as a saner alternative to Mr. Machette's suggestion, but street fighting is not viable when even the mice carry guns. Things here usually go Chicago way, but skipping the knife.

And though outlaws by trade obviously don't care about this, getting a criminal record for carrying would make life even less funny for me.

Hence awareness as the main tactic, fighting only as a last resort and under very specific circumstances.

[Short Timer?]

Realizing that I've miscalculated by first asking about this on YMAS, I've started a new topicthere if you can.

[Westbud]

I live in a shithole. Mine is one of those countries you hear something absurd, unbelievable about in the news and think, "well, of course that happened there." Being in my mid-twenties, I've had a good number of bouts with death—sometimes I survived by being brave (or reckless), sometimes with cunning.

At least twice, though, I survived by yielding; it's been some time since it last happened, but I still remember how impotent I felt, and I'm still fucking pissed about it, about how I felt. I hate this. Being reluctant to leave my house, having to be constantly jumpy when I do go out, knowing that if I make the slightest mistake I may find myself at the mercy a 14-year-old meth-head with a gun.

I do not want to feel impotent again, if I can avoid it. Next time a huge thug wants to kick the shit out of me, I want to be able to put the good fight; next time someone tries to kill me, I want to be able to bring him along (or something of his that won't grow back); and if someone decides to invade my house and do some surprise raping, I want all of you, despite the many countries between us, to hear about what's happened to that fucker—whatever has to happen to me.

If you think I'm being extreme, just imagine spending a few years under similar circumstances. The scenarios above are far from rare in my area. Before you write me off as a nut job, imagine yourself in my place. Whatever this looks like, I'm a calm person. I keep to myself. I just want to protect mine and myself from the shit that so often hits the fun.

I want to become stronger, not only physically but also mentally, I want to become more disciplined, I want to improve my inner game, that's for sure, all this I want to seek in the martial arts—but becoming a skilled fighter, who can survive the stuff I described, is foremost.

My height is above average, I am lean, I've been a skinny guy for my entire life. I seem to be able to muscles quick, though—the only occasion when I spent some time at the gym, my development was rather noticeable in less than six months—but don't think I'll ever be heavily built.

And though I've lacked coordination in the sports I've tried (if you throw a ball at me, I'll probably duck instead of doing something useful with it), my reflexes have been good in extreme scenarios. Every single time that my life was a risk and I had any degree of agency, my thoughts just stopped, I felt nothing, and I was at my best—from dodging multiple cars coming from different directions in high speed to escaping a guy who had a knife to my neck or convincing people not to shoot me.

Of course, like I said, cunning's been part of my survival, and most of it meant being really, really cautious as to avoid shit in the first place, being aware of my surroundings all the time, sizing every single individual that moved, having something at hand I could use as an improvised weapon, and so on.

But some times it just can't be helped—last time a guy pointed a gun at me, I'd just taken a bus (ironically, the stop was next to a police station), and the motherfucker got inside and demanded money and valuables as soon as we start moving. Oh, he was a "nice," Marxist Robin Hood—so he only stole from "the oppressive bus company" (his words), but I don't like being terrorized, and I don't like old ladies being terrorized. But what could I have done?

You know, when he was done, when he was waiting for the bus to stop and the door to open, he had already tucked his gun inside his pants, he wasn't paying attention, he had his back turned to me, I was close, I had checked the other people, there was no chance he had a partner; I could have kicked him in the neck, from behind; or in the head; or wherever. But could I make him stay down if I kicked? I didn't know, so I didn't try. I know how stupid this may sound to you, I know I'm no Jackie Chan, but remembering that event still hurt, because I couldn't do a fucking thing.

This is the kind of "situation" I can face here, the kind of fun that my training in the martial arts would have to address. Ideally, I would be able to concentrate my "chi" and hadouken my way out of bad shit—or, as a second best, be able to dodge bullets and use my superior Aikido to break every wrist in the body of anyone foolish enough to shoot me—but in such ideal world I'd probably live in civilization and be rich, so I might simply hire a bunch of deadly ninjutsu masters as security personnel.

No, I need something real and effective, and I have some ideas, but I need to consider the implementation. To use a limited time frame, let's take the next five years. I know no one can become proficient overnight, but I think it's reasonable to expect a good degree of skill after five years of disciplined training—which I intend to do. This would be the fundament to what I intend to be lifelong learning. How should I best approach it?

Do I focus on a particular fighting style and dedicate the entire period (or most of it) to it? I'd consider Muay Thai. Would it be better to divide the period among different styles? Then, perhaps, Judo -> Muay Thai -> BJJ. Rather, should I pick a central style and strive to complement with others as I go? Then I'm thinking Muay Thai + Judo and BJJ.

As I kid, I had some minimal experience with Shotokan Karate and some negligible dabbling in BJJ—I can detail this aspect of my background later, if you want; for our purposes here, suppose I'm a clean slate, without skill but also without bad habits—but there is nothing else. I've done some reading, and I think that I may find what I need in those three styles I mentioned above, but you may know better ideas. I'd really like to hear your thoughts—though then I'd be Charles Xavier and should be focusing on my psychic powers.

Right now my body is, simply put, weak. All in all, I'm an underfed sack of bones, but I'm take care of this. During the five years we're considering, I intend to supplement the martial arts training with strength- (and mass-) increasing exercises, based mostly on weight lifting (with barbells, not machines), and some endurance training—though I shouldn't lose calories, I think I must be able to run fast and for enough time to escape something I can't beat, and my breath doesn't last long nowadays.

This is my first post in this forum, and this is a whole new world I'm entering, so I apologize for any misconceptions I may have expressed here, or for using the wrong terms in this expression—by choosing to start this thread on YMAS I hoped that I would have the least chance of dazzling you during deep debates with a display of my inexperience. Thank you very for reading this far, and thank you in advance for your advice.

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[BackFistMonkey]

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[BackFistMonkey]

Ok well I won't lie, that was fun.