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    Art will reflect reality...

    "(1994) The martial arts community has been so busy lately arguing about "ultimate" fighting styles that no one has bothered to mention the recent beer commercial that is damaging to the martial arts image. In the beer commercial, a man turns into a maniac when a bar does not have his brand of beer, and he proceeds to tear up the place with a pair of nunchaku.

    This commercial projects an extremely negative image of all martial artists, and we need to voice our displeasure with it to the Anheuser-Busch company. Violence of any sort goes against the grain of what martial artists are taught. To attempt to justify it for the sake of a beer commercial is an appalling smear of the arts. William Perkins, Camp Lejeune, NC"

    KFss - Who is this guy kidding? What fantasy world is he living in, that all martial artists are angels and good people? (Chuckling)

    Edited by - Kungfoolss on August 17 2002 04:29:55
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  2. #42
    have you ever seen the movie THEY CALL ME BRUCE ?

    my kung fu eeeeeees better than yours!

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    KFss- 9chambers, was the movie anything like this?


    November 03, 1997

    Return of the rapist

    The National Parole Board gives Larry Takahashi freedom 14 years into his 98-year sentence

    Edmonton Sun

    Rapist Takahashi: He looked like Bruce Lee.

    Larry John Takahashi, once suspected of more than 130 sexual assaults, is probably the
    most prolific rapist in the history of Alberta. In July 1984, Takahashi, a university physical-
    education student, second-degree karate black belt, and Edmonton’s dreaded "Balaclava
    Rapist," copped a plea to avoid standing trial for 70 sex-related offences involving 24 women.
    Takahashi pleaded guilty to 14 of those charges; the other 56 were dismissed. Court of Queen’s
    Bench Justice John Bracco sentenced Takahashi to three concurrent 25-year life terms for
    two rapes and an aggravated sexual assault. He also slapped Takahashi with an additional
    73 years in jail for two more rape charges, aggravated assault, sexual assault, unlawful
    confinement, and six counts of wearing a mask during the commission of an offence.

    Ms. Hammermeister will never forget her first meeting with Takahashi. At 1 a.m. on March
    6, 1983, she was entering the freight elevator of her downtown Edmonton apartment building
    when Takahashi grabbed her from behind. "I was turning around to hit the button when
    all of a sudden there was an arm around my neck and a knife poking me in the throat," she
    recalls. "He said ‘Shut up or I’ll stick this in you.’"

    Takahashi had broken into the building and unscrewed the light bulbs in the lobby, leaving
    it in darkness. Then he hid in the laundry room down the hall and waited. Ms. Hammermeister
    was probably more trouble than Takahashi had hoped. "I was a little spitball," she says. "I
    was going to fight to the death. I started fighting him and kicking walls. I swung my purse
    back toward him, saying ‘Is this what you want? Take it!’"

    He held on to the struggling woman and opened the back door of the elevator, which
    opened into a small utility room. In the middle of the room was a pile of curtains Takahashi
    had fashioned into a makeshift bed. Next to it was a chair facing the back corner; Takahashi
    made her sit in it, with her back still to him. Then he set the knife down and undressed her
    from behind. "He didn’t tear my clothes off or anything," Ms. Hammermeister recalls. "He
    unbuttoned everything. He talked to me in this mellow tone, saying, ‘You have lovely hair,
    you have nice breasts. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.’ In his own warped mind, it
    was like he was making love to me. He was calm as long as I was calm. But if I fought the
    system, I was going to get hit."

    Ms. Hammermeister fought the system when Takahashi tried to force himself inside of her
    from behind. "I was swearing at him: ‘You f---ing a--hole, you f--ing pig!’ Every time I
    fought, he’d nail me in the side of the head. The more he hit me, the madder I got." Takahashi
    turned Ms. Hammermeister around, forced her to her knees and was trying to push himself
    into her mouth when a sound came from the elevator. It was two police officers. A woman
    living in the building had entered the lobby just in time to see "a blue streak" pushing Ms.
    Hammermeister through the back of the elevator. The woman had run across the street to a
    pizza place and told the owner to call the police.

    "Someone knocked on the door and said they were the police and what was the problem,"
    says Ms. Hammermeister. Takahashi let her go and went to the door. She looked at him
    for the very first time. He was five-foot-nine and wiry. "He looked like Bruce Lee," Ms.
    Hammermeister recalls. "There was no fat on him anywhere." Takahashi wore a black
    balaclava over his face, rubber gloves, and a blue sweatsuit with a hole cut in the front
    of his pants.

    Then Takahashi pulled off the balaclava. Ms. Hammermeister would be the first victim to
    see his face. "He looked panicked, like a cornered little animal," says Ms. Hammermeister.
    "I started yelling to the cops, ‘Get in here!’ Then he opened the door just a little and said
    he and his wife were having a little domestic situation and everything was under control.
    I said, ‘F--- you! F--- you!’ I turned to start putting on my clothes and he was gone.
    When I opened the door and looked outside, all I saw were policemen’s hats flying."

    Takahashi walked calmly toward the police as if he were surrendering, but suddenly
    attacked them with a series of punches and kicks. Although he caught a blow to the head
    with a pistol butt, Takahashi was able to dart away from the policemen and escape. But he
    had made two crucial mistakes. When police checked the light bulbs he had unscrewed,
    they found that the last one carried a perfect thumbprint that had burned through
    Takahashi’s rubber glove. Composite drawings put together from Ms. Hammermeister’s
    description were recognized as Takahashi by veteran sex crimes detective Vernon Frost,
    who remembered him from an earlier bust for running naked around the University of
    Alberta campus.

    Takahashi was arrested as he and his Scandinavian wife Lila were leaving the karate school
    at which they taught. The couple was rushed by a police tactical team, who pushed Lila
    out of the way, threw Takahashi into an unmarked police car, sprayed the interior with tear
    gas, and closed the door. A few seconds later, they opened the door and handcuffed him.

    Takahashi’s deviance had manifested itself as early as 1975, when he was fined $100 for
    indecent assault, wearing a mask while committing an offence, and drug possession. Two
    years later, he received a six-month jail term after breaking into woman‘s apartment wearing
    a stocking mask. She was in the shower at the time; when she walked into her bedroom,
    she found Takahashi seated on the bed exposing himself.

    In December 1980, Takahashi, masked and carrying a flashlight, let himself into an Edmonton
    home through a window that had been left slightly open to make room for an extension cord.
    He entered the bedroom of the single mother of two who owned the house and told her, "
    Be quiet and your children won’t get hurt." He raped the mother on her three-year-old
    daughter’s bed while the girl watched. Then he ransacked the refrigerator and left.

    It was the beginning of a horrible spree that became more and more violent as it wore on.
    A few weeks before he attacked Ms. Hammermeister, he was interrupted while slamming
    one woman’s head repeatedly into the hood of her car. But despite his evil nighttime
    activities, his daytime life seemed above reproach. A dedicated family man and the son
    of a high school physical education teacher, Takahashi was devoted to his three-year-old
    daughter. A graduate of Austin O’Brien High School, Takahashi would join Uncles at
    Large and he worked with the handicapped for Alberta Social Services in 1980.

    His victims, meanwhile, were left in turmoil. One 18-year-old woman he raped orally felt so
    dirty that she ate a bar of soap.

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  4. #44
    No, it was made in the 70's or early 80s .. it was a movie about a guy who looked like Bruce Lee and pretended to know Kung Fu and carried numb chucks .. but he was a wus .. but everyone was afraid of him .. it was a comedy.

    Quote from the movie:

    "with this fist i could punch your stomach!"

    my kung fu eeeeeees better than yours!

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    I know, I've seen the movie before. I just used your post as an opportunity to place that
    previous post. Speaking of which, when I was growing up, I knew a guy from Taiwan,
    Jun-Te, his idol was Bruce Lee, he was built like Bruce Lee physically, often removing his
    shirt to show off his Bruce Lee muscles. Jun-Te would also demonstrate for us some pretty
    impressive flying kicks much like his idol.

    Sadly, his cousin, Ralph, -a street figther- whom he stayed with, routinely picked on him
    and beat him around if he got too confident with his Bruce Lee persona.
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    Chung Moo Doe

    Leader: John C. Kim, aka Chong Su Nim "Iron" Kim

    Alternate Names:
    Chung Moo Quan
    Oom Yung Doe
    8 Martial Arts for Health

    The following information has been provided by former members of Chung Moo Doe:

    Description of the Group: This is a personality cult using a chain of martial arts schools
    as its "front". People, particularly men, are lured into the group thinking it's a martial arts
    school, and they're going to learn about self defense, getting in shape, etc. Instead, they're
    subjected to mind control techniques to essentially get them to worship Chung Moo's
    founder, John C. Kim. Exhorbitant lesson fees are charged, providing Kim and his people
    with large amounts of money. In 1996, Kim and several of his top people were convicted of
    conspiracy to defraud the United States of America.

    Behaviors: Students of Chung Moo were pressured to move in together, and keep the
    "respect line" (the way we treated one another in school) the same on the outside as well
    as inside the school. People critical of Chung Moo, including parents, were to be
    shunned and kept in the dark about what really went on. Students, and particularly
    instructors from what I could see, were strongly urged to wear their hair and dress as
    John C. Kim did. Also, there was a general disapproval of dressing well among the students,
    as that meant you had money for clothes that could have gone towards John C. Kim.

    Dietary restrictions weren't a big thing in my experience with the group, though eating hot
    soup and hot Korean food was encouraged during times of sickness, rather than consulting
    a physician. Sleep was highly regulated in Chung Moo. On more than one occasion instructors
    urged students to sleep only a few hours a night, and boasted how little sleep they themselves
    needed. It was said that the Chung Moo forms (martial arts movements) could replace the
    human body's need for sleep.

    Finances and money were a huge focus of Chung Moo; it's almost impossible to overstate
    the importance of money in the organization. Quite simply, past a certain point, you were
    expected to hand over all your extra money for Chung Moo lessons and teachings. Cash
    only, and it was disrespectful to ask for receipts, or copies of membership contracts. Students
    were encouraged to spend all their free time either at the school or in the company of other
    Chung Moo members. Association with people not in the group was discouraged. Multiple
    jobs were often encouraged to help students pay the lesson fees, limiting their time even more.

    Chung Moo required lots of an individual's time, not only with regular lessons, but special
    private lessons, belt courses, etc. These were strenuous workouts followed by indoctrination
    sessions. Once, I recall we had to hold extremely strenuous body positions, zoning ourselves
    out to block out the pain, and the instructors turned out the lights and had us all count out
    loud in a droning, monotone voice, putting us into an altered state of consciousness. It
    was unthought of for people to act on their own without consulting instructors. College
    was a decision that was frowned upon.

    People definitely had to report what they were thinking and doing, and the activities of
    others, to the instructors. In one instance, I was forced to admit in front of fellow students
    that I was a virgin. Instructors constantly badgered people with questions about their
    personal lives, finances, etc., and it was easily obvious that choosing not to answer would
    result in ostracization or ejection from the group, or, if you were a longtime member, verbal
    harassment and even physical assaults. You were praised and rewarded for bringing down
    more money to the school and for appearing to try hard. If the instructors perceived you
    weren't trying hard, or weren't bringing in enough money, you were subjected to humiliation
    and beatings.

    People were not at all encouraged to think as individuals. School always had to come first.
    Whenever an individual thought was expressed, "watch what you say" was the common
    response. Any semblance of "talking back" to instructors was met with harshly. Chung
    Moo had extremely rigid rules of conduct; when to bow, how to bow, how to act, how to
    speak, what to do. The rules and rituals overshadowed everything you did in a Chung Moo
    school, and often what you did outside. Students were expected to be totally subservient to
    John C. Kim, even if they never actually met him (like myself--I never met Kim). We were
    supposed to bow to his picture, bring down more money for the school on Kim's birthday
    (said to be April 1st), and pay towards lessons to show respect to Kim. We were trained
    to be dependent upon the group, often indoctrinated that Chung Moo was the highest
    expression of what it could be to be a person in this life.

    Information: It was said Kim was the "champion of all Asia", when no such title has ever
    existed. Claims were made about what Chung Moo could do (cure disease,etc.) that have
    never been backed up. Prices for the lessons weren't openly advertised. Forms and
    movements were held "secret", only to be seen by those who'd paid the high lesson prices.
    We were certainly kept quite busy, so we really didn't have time to think. With keeping
    members from anti-cult information, it really didn't come out about what Chung Moo
    really was until a couple of years after I'd left, so that really doesn't apply. However, we
    definitely were encouraged to look down on those who'd left the group.

    Information was strictly controlled in the organization. Claims about Kim's near-supernatural
    abilities were never disclosed up front, only after a period of indoctrination. Instructors
    strictly controlled which students knew what about the organization and what it truly
    required. Students knew the least, instructors knew more, head instructors knew even
    more, and regional instructors knew more still. There was a near-worship for people above
    you, with the ultimate worship reserved for Kim. Spying was encouraged. I was involved a
    few times in bringing to instructors' attention the fact that other students were deviating
    from Chung Moo principles. The doctrine, not personal relationships, mattered most.
    Instructors encouraged certain students to "pal around" with certain others. The "blue
    literature", the standard Chung Moo pamphlet, was held nearly as important as a Bible
    to a Christian. People definitely suffered after having confessed things to instructors.
    When an instructor asked something, you had no choice whether to refuse. Information
    said in private could be made public any time, and was. I was present when several
    students were embarrassed this way.

    Thought: An us-vs.-them mentality was indeed prevalent at Chung Moo. The outsiders
    were the "goofy ones", where we really knew what was going on. You were either in Chung
    Moo or out of it, no in-between. People's relevancy was judged based on whether or not
    they had "Chung Moo". Loaded language was perhaps the most startling aspect of Chung
    Moo to those not part of the group. Very strict speech patterns dominated, such as "Be all
    right to ask yourself?" when asking a question to an instructor, "more faster ways", when
    wanting something done quickly, "more goofy ways" to describe a person's actions, etc.
    No independent thoughts were encouraged, only thoughts towards Chung Moo and
    how you could better your life in it, mainly by bringing down more money.

    Thought-stopping techniques such as meditation and deep breathing were used, also the
    Chung Moo-famous position-holding, where you held several positions, sometimes for
    minutes at a time. It hurt so much you zoned out, causing a halt of all critical thinking.
    Critical opinions about John C. Kim were not only seen as illegitimate, but they could
    result in your being beaten if you voiced them. Chung Moo had all the answers to life's
    questions. Nothing -- not religion, not family -- could take the place of having your life
    right in Chung Moo.

    Emotional: The rigidity present in the organization allowed for very little emotional expression.
    Even after an instructor hit you and you were in pain, you had to "suck it up" and not show
    emotion. Students were always at fault for what they did. A few times, I was beaten and badly
    hurt by instructors, who always justified their actions by saying to me that I wasn't trying hard
    enough, which is why they hurt me. They never admitted any mistakes. Guilt was widely used
    in Chung Moo, particularly when comparing what we'd been through in our lives to supposedly
    what John C. Kim had been through in his. (There were claims Kim had lived in the mountains for
    seven years, living with animals, etc.) The only thing that rivalled the importance of money in
    Chung Moo was the use of fear. You were in a state of low-grade terror nearly every moment
    you were in a school, thinking about whether this was the night an instructor would single you
    out to be hurt. This released adrenaline constantly into the blood, which produced something
    like a low-level stress disorder, further inhibiting your critical thinking.

    Emotional highs and lows were very prevalent. Of course, outward display had to be
    controlled, but inwardly, when the instructors got down on you, you felt terrible, but to
    receive praise was like receiving a blessing directly from God. Students, including myself,
    were regularly forced to confess "sins" to the instructors and the rest of the class. Chung
    Moo indoctrinated people into thinking their minds and bodies would essentially turn to
    mush if they ever left Chung Moo. We'd be lost in the forest with no guide.

    Front Organizations:
    National Association of Martial Arts Educators (NAMAE)

    "Traditional Asian Health Methods" seminars

    Other Sources of Information:
    "Chung Moo Quan: The Cult & The Con."
    Reported by Pam Zekman. WBBM-TV, Chicago. 1989.

    Kahn, Ric. "Chung Moonies? Critics Call Martial Arts Club a Cult of Violence and Greed."
    Boston Phoenix, Oct. 25, 1991.

    Vogel, Jennifer. "Be True to Your School: The Dark Side of the Moo." City Pages
    (Minn/St. Paul), Apr. 1, 1992.

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    JACK STERN -The Great Pretender The biggest fake to ever invade the martial arts

    By: Ernie Lopez

    Jack Stern, a 67-year old, retired bread-truck driver, wept uncontrollably throughout
    his sentencing hearing. The Law finally caught up with Jackie Albert Stern. He has
    pleaded guilty and has been sentenced. The sporadic articles confirming Stern's
    guilty plea culminated in a three day media frenzy in South Florida over his sentencing.
    He finally obtained the exposure and recognition through media coverage that he so
    ardently sought with his lies and made up past.

    What we knew at the begining of 1996

    Jackie Stern, was a Congressional Medal of Honor winner and Prisoner
    of War in Korea. He bravely escaped after hiding himself among corpses
    during a forced march, where he received a large wound to his abdomen
    from the bayonet of a North Korean soldier and did not even emit a sound
    to avoid detection. He did not feel he had done enough to serve his
    country, and he stayed in the armed forces and served with Air America
    and with the CIA. Through all the years he spent in the armed forces in
    the Far East, he spent every minute of his free time studying martial arts
    with the great masters. That is why his judo & jiu jitsu were better than
    the people that studied in this country - he had studied at the birth place
    of these martial arts. After he retired from the armed forces he went back
    to New York City and became a policeman. He retired as a decorated
    detective from an elite unit. He had been in Judo over 50 years. His son
    had won an Olympic gold medal in Judo. He headed a Jiu Jitsu system he
    had inherited and the respected Korean Yudo Association. Even Time
    Magazine had honored him by putting him on their front cover. Because
    of his war record most martial arts magazines had featured him and
    several halls of fame had inducted him. WOW what a resume!

    What we know at the end of 1996

    Jack Stern pleaded guilty in U.S. District Court in Fort Lauderdale to
    wearing a Congressional Medal of Honor without authorization and
    altering his military discharge papers to fraudulently obtain State of
    Florida tags issued exclusively to Purple Heart recipients. Stern never
    served in combat. He made up the story that he had been a Korean
    Prisoner of War. In fact, the story he related as to how he escaped
    comes from a movie - just like the story that he cut the ears off the
    dead North Korean soldiers and hung them around his neck. Rather
    difficult feat to accomplish considering the fact that according to the
    Broward Sheriff's Office Sgt. Danny Ciacciarelli, "Stern never set foot
    in a continent where blood was shed". If Stern was never in the armed
    forces in the Far East, it becomes obvious that the stories of training
    with the great masters of the Far East is just one more lie. Stern never
    trained in martial arts overseas. In sounds kind of redundant to say he
    was never in the CIA and never served with Air America.

    So we know now that he was not a Medal of Honor winner or a Prisoner
    of War. He was not in the CIA, and he did not train with the great
    masters of the Far East. Stern was never a New York City detective
    as he claims. It's anyone's guess how he got the New York Police badge
    he kept flaunting around. It is our understanding that in New York there
    is a jail sentence attached to this offense. Stern was a bread truck driver.
    There is nothing wrong with being a bread truck driver - its an honorable
    profession, far more honorable than what Mr. Stern actions have been
    for the last few years.

    There is no data to substantiate Mr. Stern's 50 years in Judo. However,
    someone that had the certificate in Japanese translated, (which Mr.
    Stern claims names him as inheritor of a Jiu Jitsu system) states that
    all the certificate says is that Stern is authorized to teach that system
    in South Florida.

    The lie about his son being a Judo Olympic gold medalist was a source
    of amusement to most people he told it to. In the first place anyone
    that has been active in Judo through the years knows the names of
    their medalist. The people not in judo were also amused when Stern
    proudly stated that his son won the gold medal in the 1987 Olympics.
    This one was difficult to swallow, especially by Taekwondo people that
    remember 1988 as the year taekwondo was included in the Olympic
    Games in Korea as a demonstration sport. There were no Olympics in

    As has been reported in the local newspapers Stern's picture on the
    front cover of Times magazine was nothing more than one of those
    gags that can be bought in an amusement park. Stern's lied his way
    into a martial arts school in the Weston area, a suburb of Fort Lauderdale.
    Having the legitimacy of being an instructor in a martial arts school,
    Stern proceeded to call all the martial arts hall's of fame. His Medal of
    Honor claim was one that the halls of fame could not resist and in 1995
    he was inducted into all the places that he bothered to chase. He did
    not have any martial arts achievements. It was just his claim of the
    medal of honor that the halls of fame reacted too. The cruelest hoax
    was the one he perpetuated on his own students. While teaching in the
    Weston school, he charged everyone for membership in the Korean Yudo
    Association, who issued rank certificates. This turns out to be an
    nonexistent organization in the State of Florida. It has no corporation
    papers, no D.B.A. records, no bank account and has filed no tax returns.
    Certificates were worthless - just as the similar promotion certificates
    he supposedly got from Korea are worthless.

    What Mr. Stern had hanging on the wall in early 1996 pertaining to his
    rank were two certificates. One for 6th Dan issued by the nonexistent
    Korean Yudo Association, signed by himself, dated 1995. The other one
    supposedly came from Korea in the same year for 7th Dan. Basically Mr.
    Stern's claim to rank based on those two certificates is worthless. It
    does not matter whether he is a hustler or he is mentally ill. The fact is
    that he is a FAKE. A Grandmaster only among fakes. A figment of his own
    imagination. A legend only in his own mind. Yet he had the gall to look
    down on and speak ill of every martial artist he ever met. It was like he
    was validating himself by degrading everyone else. The media frenzy has
    been over Jackie the fake Medal of Honor winner. It should have been
    extended to include Jackie the fake martial artist. It appears that Stern
    may have also committed fraud in his involvement in the martial arts - a
    crime for which he still has not had to face a judge.

    Some martial artist are talking about causing charges to be brought
    against Stern for fraud if he continues with his martial arts claims.
    Although newspaper articles and people present at the sentencing say
    that Stern apologized to everyone military, police and martial artists.
    Other evidence indicates that Stern may still try to pass himself as a
    martial artist of prominence. Halls of fame are already expelling him,
    without the claim to the medal he has no martial arts accomplishment
    to qualify him for membership. However there are still misguided souls -
    like the owner of the karate school where Stern was teaching, who
    appears in the local press to be avidly defending Mr. Stern describing
    the incident as something that happened in the past, but not something
    that detracts from him as a martial artist. I may be wrong, but it seems
    to me that the basic premise of the martial arts is based on honesty,
    integrity, character, decency, forthrightness, nobility, credibility. It has
    become obvious that Mr. Stern does not possess these qualities,
    therefore, he has no business in the martial arts, he has no business
    teaching children.

    PHOTO As part of the hoax he perpetuated on the martial arts community,
    in his unquenchable thirst for publicity, Jack Stern's arranged for his
    picture to appear in a set of collectors cards meant to showcase martial
    artists with real credentials and life achievements. He identified the
    basis of his claim to fame to having been trained in Korea, Japan, Philippines
    and England. We know now according to Sgt. Danny Ciacciarelli from the
    Broward Sheriff's Office that Mr. Stern never set foot in a continent
    where blood was shed. His other claim to fame was his induction into
    the prestigious Soke Council. The information that we have is, that the
    Soke Council had bought into the legitimacy of Stern's claim to the
    Congressional Medal of Honor (a medal that through his own admission
    he bought in a New Jersey flea market), has now removed Stern's name
    from their membership. Mr. Stern with his lies and forgeries desecrated
    the life achievements of the martial artists depicted in those cards and
    the ones inducted into the Soke Council.

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    By Kungfoolss

    (M/Sunny Hawaii) 2/24/02 6:49 pm

    This post really made my eyes roll at the Dragon Elite forum, some other stylist was asking a
    George Dillman-type (the deadly pressure point mystic) for his expertise and here was this
    guys comments -



    By Mystery_1964

    (37/M/Gresham, OR) 2/24/02 6:32 am

    I myself don't teach publicly the pressure point and nerve attacks I know best, mostly
    because of the public nature of such bulliten boards. The last thing I wanna hear is how
    my instructions were perverted by someone and used to harm someone, just because I
    knew some "tricks" or extremely useful techniques that work well.

    Please understand it is NOTHING against you for my decision. I learned this the hard

    KFss - Oh please spare me. This is the same type of crappy explanation you get from the
    other charlatans in qi-gong or chi powers group. They'll demonstrate some supernatural
    move that sends a guy flying with a mere touch or they'll just poke one of their own students
    in the body somewhere and inducing an electrical jolt or surge of debilitating energy. But
    if you ask these martial wonders to prove their abilities to a stranger, their comment is always,
    "No, I can't because my chi power will severely injure you and may even kill you. And I won't
    be responsible for that." Or, "Well, you know I'd like to tell you how to do that technique
    'so-and-so', but in good judgment I can't tell you how to perform that lethal movement.
    Also, how do I know that some bad guy surfing the web won't use what I say for evil on
    an unsuspecting innocent?"

    This is the oldest trick in the book of obfuscation. What they really mean is that they
    don't want their words to be analyzed or judged and to be placed under detailed scrutiny.
    It's just another convenient escape for an undereducated stylist. Sadly, many martial artists
    buy into this lie and remark how "wise" these individuals appear to be...(sic).

    It's really kinda of sad people still believe in these fairy tales in an age of technological and
    scientific advances.

    Kungfoolss, Scourge of the theory-based stylists and the Dominate Prevailing Force in the martial arts political arena
    Kungfoolss, Scourge of the theory-based stylists, Most Feared man at, and the Preeminent Force in the martial arts political arena

  9. #49

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    The Disturbing Visage of martial arts Voodoo...

    By Kungfoolss

    (M/Sunny Hawaii) 5/03/02 7:39 pm

    Dateline - May 1st, 2002, 20:35 pm Hawaiian Standard Time

    Subject - A very Warped martial artist featured on a National late night radio talk

    Before I go into my commentary, I have to share with everyone a personal experience of
    mine, this particular show disturbed my friend in Colorado so much, he actually called me
    yesterday, May 2nd, (I'm assuming the show was broadcast at a later date in his time zone)
    just to tell about this martial arts loon he was listening to state the most outrageous things.
    And I told him, "Yes, I heard the broadcast the day previously, and planned a psychoanalysis
    on that very program. Now, you may be wondering, what possibly could a martial artist say
    that was so unholy that would have my mainland buddy telephoning me long-distance just
    to discuss a radio talk show? (Nodding) Well, let's stop speculating shall we and get to the
    heart of the matter, martial arts Voodoo.

    It all begins on a humid tropical night, there I was seated in my car at Kapiolani Park
    waiting for my workout partner to arrive. The night was late, around 8'ish, the parking
    meters were packed because the Waikiki Shell was holding a Hawaiian-style music concert
    and from the sounds of the local crowd, they were having a festive time. My partner
    informed me he would be running a bit late, so to pass the time, I tuned into my favorite
    radio talkshow station and beginning listening. Upon the conclusion to the hourly news
    updates, a song familiar to many martial arts enthusiasts came blaring through my radio,
    "..They were kung fu fighting, their kicks was fast as lightening..." And I thought to myself,
    "What in the world?"

    After playing that song for a minute or so, it soon became apparent why the host opened
    the his show with that song, his guest was none other than a martial artist; I might add, a
    very deluded one at that. The host proclaimed that his guest was Tom Cameron,
    "the Human Stun Gun," and claimed to able to knock his attackers down, knock them out
    and in some cases without even having to touch his opponent. (Gee, what I wouldn't give
    to see this guy at Mr. Larkin's camp trying to convince the Master Close Combat Instructor
    of his outlandish marital arts claims)

    Tom Cameron discussed the origins of his "mysterious" powers of the arts and the usual
    martial arts ideologue regarding how Tom channels this energy to affect his opponents.
    The Human Stun Gun went on to recite his vast knowledge of the human anatomy and how
    his powers could affect it, this is a typical tactic of the stylists to cloud the issues by using
    very technical medical phrases and terminology in order to impress the layman and lend
    credibility to their claims. When Tom was asked to give an example of the types of things he's
    done, Tom stated, "I had my student attack me with a knife, all I have to do is 'TAP' his elbow
    and that put him into cardiac arrest. We've done the medical tests, we placed an EKG
    (electrocardiogram-an electrical recording of the heart) on the guy, and we had an EMT
    (Emergency Medical Technician) monitoring the device." The nutcase went on to claim,
    that when he saw that his student was nearing a life-threatening point, he miraculously
    reversed the procedure and restored his ailing student back to health.

    Cameron when asked about his chi powers effective range without touching his opponent,
    he states that it is about 4 ft. Also, his "powers" trasmits through windows, but not walls.
    (Rolling eyes)

    After a time, Tom iterates that he cannot possibly go on with the show until he
    acknowledges the reason he can do these superhuman feats and attributes his abilities to
    one man (at this point I knew what was coming). And as soon as I heard him say,
    'Grandmaster George Dillman,' I groaned out loud, "Oh god, I should've known." If that
    weren't bad enough, Cameron boasted that his Master could touch a person and that
    individual would not feel the effects until days later. The talkshow host got very animated
    and said, "You mean to tell me, that he could shake your hand and you wouldn't know
    that he murdered you until days later?!?" Tom said, "Yep, and that's the most frightening,
    that someone can literally TAP you and murder you and you wouldn't know if for days later."
    My thoughts at that particular point were, the most frightening part about this whole
    Bravo Sierra, is that these people actually believe this martial arts nonsense and people like
    Tom and his master George Dillman, perpetuate this lie by instructing others.

    Tom went on to brag, "That's one of the aspects of the art I refuse to learn because it's so
    scary. But even with my level of ability, I've told lawyers that I could go in front of a judge,
    in front of a jury and commit murder and never be convicted. Nobodies would convict me
    for murdering someone because I hit them with an energy blast." I know one thing for
    certain, if I had the legal authority, I'd commit Tom to the lunatic asylum for being delusional
    and a danger to his students. Any individual who believes these martial arts fantasies,
    desperately needs to be locked away and heavily sedated with medication.

    The talkshow host in amazement asked, "So how would these powers manifest themselves
    in their victims?" Tom causally states, "Well, the power themselves wouldn't be readily
    apparent, but would be in a form of heart computations, a blood clot and so forth." Well,
    isn't that convenient? Because it "MAY" appear that the victim of a chi attack died of
    natural causes, there's no way to validate the failure or success from Toms point of view.
    This is got to be the biggest load of CRAP I have ever heard a martial artist express, and
    believe me when I say, I've been exposed to a lot of it. The guy the chi practitioner touched,
    in all probability, died of natural causes and it had absolutely nothing to do with some
    focused energy attack by some nutcase martial artist. Case in point, I knew a really nice
    guy that worked at a local video store, I was saddened when I learned that he died of a
    massive stroke. Now if I were some very twisted or warped chi stylist like Tom, I could say,
    "Yah, I didn't care for the guy, so when I shook his hand, I disrupted the internal balance
    of his energy and that's what set off the fatal stroke."

    That's exactly how this crap gets perpetuated, not because some mystical force the
    deranged martial artist imagines he has, but because of coincidence and a previous medical
    condition that an individual had that killed him, such as high blood pressure. Incidentally,
    this is the same symptom and mindset of jesus-freaks and religious radicals, that when they
    "pray" to an imaginary deity, that such a wishful invocation, has a chance in hell of altering
    reality as they know it. Trust me, no god or angel will manifest themselves to do your bidding
    or have the power to alter your circumstance regardless how much you pray. This is only a
    delusion religious individuals use to escape the crisis of the moment or to create a sense of
    serenity to cope with the chaos of the real world. As James Randi once told me when I asked
    him about his religious beliefs, "I don't need such things to know how the world works."
    In any case, I hope you are seeing the parallels I often draw between the belief structure of
    the martial arts and religion, both require an unrealistic and unhealthy amount of faith to
    ignore the obvious lies in either body of beliefs, I continually find this aspect to both disturbing
    and troubling.

    The talkshow host asked if Tom the martial arts wacko would teach him and the listening
    audience some techniques, to defeat their attackers. And Tom happily agrees to share the
    fruits of his knowledge and begins, "Let's say someone is attempting to attack you or grab
    you by the lapels, all you need to do is take your one of your hands and press the palm to
    the attackers eyebrow and place the other directly behind to the back of the neck, and with
    this hand to the back of his neck you Tap him. This will incapacitate your attacker. If you
    do this hard, you could kill him, I always tell everyone, that it requires the same amount of
    pressure and force as cracking an egg shell." (Rolling eyes)

    Well, I'm sure you get the crux of this commentary without me having to analyze to death the
    stupidity of this mans claims, but I will end this with one additional piece idiocy, he supposedly
    has email addresses on AOL, Yahoo, and Excite servers under the ridiculous name,
    "DeathtouchTom." (Shaking head)

    Edited by - kungfoolss on August 23 2002 13:53:21
    Kungfoolss, Scourge of the theory-based stylists, Most Feared man at, and the Preeminent Force in the martial arts political arena

  10. #50

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    Blindfighting the krap maga way...

    By Kungfoolss

    (M/Sunny Hawaii) 6/17/02 8:14 PM

    If this piece weren't so pathetic, it would be hilarious, especially seeing how such obviously
    flawed information will get students killed...

    The following was retrieved from the krav maga forum-


    11:47 am on 5.22.2002

    ... I am a strong believer in Krav Maga...we actually did a drill on that yesterday. We were
    supposed to visualize the opponent in the other end of the room, close our eyes, run towards
    them with our eyes closed, get hold of their arm, shoulder, etc. so we could identify where all
    other body parts were and strike them with typical krav strikes with our eyes closed. Our
    instructor would even tell us what targets to strike. Then we also included obstacles on our
    way to the target. And guess what, we were in complete darkness and all could land their
    strikes successfully."

    KFss- .............................................ALRIG HTY THEN. I know this is going to appear on the
    outset a waste of time to even analyze by SCFF standards, but for our krav maga children,
    I thought they might once again benefit from my professional knowledge and wisdom.

    On the surface, this appears to be an "excellent" way to train for night-fighting capabilities
    or being blinded by whatever circumstance you can envision as a stylistic instructor; making
    the student comfortable with his inability to see their opponent. In reality, the entire approach
    is silly and without a shred of merit. Allow me to enlighten the John Whitman's of the world,
    the scenario is based on a faulty supposition of charging BLINDLY at an attacker across the
    length of a room and expecting the attacker not to move. Furthermore, as the krav maga fool is
    wailing away with the typical static non-penetrating strikes, the attacker is YET AGAIN expected
    not to react to the assault or counter the vision impaired neophyte.

    Sadly, the nonsensical training does not end there, as they are charging blindly across the
    room intent on taking out their attacker, they are made to navigate a safe course around the
    various objects that may be placed in their path? Come on...get real. As a simple experiment
    for debunking this garbage, go into any room of your house or apartment and play out this
    martial arts idiocy for yourselves, imagine for a moment, there's an attacker on the other end
    of the room and you're blind, BUT, assume perhaps you are in a foreign environment or maybe
    you forgot you had placed a heavy object such as a dumbbell or footstool that is now in your
    path as you charge your way across the room. What do you suppose will happen? Most likely,
    you'll smack it, trip over it, and go crashing to the ground with a lot of pain shooting through
    your foot or leg (and this is assuming that you did not hit any additional furniture on your
    way down) all because you were stupid and trained by amateurs at the krav maga dojos.

    "Just assume that krav IS a complete system and if you see any flaws, just expect to
    accept that you are the one who is missing the point..."

    KFss- Complete BS if that's what you mean. You've got to be kidding me, if anyone's
    missing the boat and "BLIND" to the pitfalls of this dangerous training, it's the krav maga
    dorko spouting this nonsense as a viable form of combat training. How ridiculous.
    (Shaking head)

    Kungfoolss, Scourge of the theory-based stylists and the Dominate Prevailing Force in the martial arts political arena
    Kungfoolss, Scourge of the theory-based stylists, Most Feared man at, and the Preeminent Force in the martial arts political arena

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