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  1. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I made it to my car before they did. On my way to my parking lot (I work nights downtown in a medium sized city) around 12:30 or so I got a tail. A belligerent woman followed me to my car while her male accomplice walked the perimeter of the lot, slowly getting closer starting from about a few hundred feet. I got the vibe that she was the distraction and he was the flanker, so I fastwalked my ass to the car. I had lost sight of the dude when I made it to my car but the woman wasn't far behind. I got in, locked doors, and by the time I started it, she was almost close enough to open my rear door. I got the fuck out of there. How did it start? I walked down the sidewalk of an apartment building and passed the couple. I nodded at them because you want to see how people react when you do that shit, and the woman just stared at me. I said "pardon me" [yes I sound like that] and walked past at a good pace. Shit already felt weird to me at that point. Then she started yelling Hey! to get my attention. I turned to look as I entered the lot and she and her man were coming towards me. He hung back at the edge of the lot, moved slower, while she advanced. Hey! Hey you! I ignored her and kept an ear out for the sound of someone running because I no longer knew where the dude was. I turned my head every couple seconds to make sure she was still following me and was more than just some crackhead beggar whose actions I had been misinterpreting; my gut told me that was very unlikely so I got to my car before she did, got in and got the fuck out. I didn't run, because that's when people really chase you, it triggers the predator instinct. Immediately sees you as prey. Humans are predators, and it is ignorant to think otherwise. I made eye contact at the initial contact to indicate mutual humanity--I got a bizarre stare instead of the returned nod and turn which indicates the inherent person-to-person trust needed to have a society. You definitely want to do that test because sociopaths are actually uncommon, and people with bad intentions will usually communicate them subconsciously if you can read body language--you broadcast the same of course--people are bad at hiding it. I was actually trying to look kind of hard, you know, shoulders flexed forward, arms a little wide, slight backward lean, conscious fast pace as though you got somewhere to be and are determined to get there. I generally do that when walking out and about at night and don't have too much of a problem telling people who approach me to fuck off. I dunno if I fucked it up this time, or they figured their odds were good [they were, dude alone could have fucked me up, let alone the both of them]. When she started yelling at me to get my attention, it sounded aggressive, and sank my initial gut feeling deeper. Keep in mind, I weigh a little under 130 lbs and am 5' 7". I can punch a little bit above my weight, but attitude's about all I got. I can run like hell, but my knees are starting to go to shit. I always have a knife on me, but tonight really demonstrated how inadequate it would be in practice. I would most definitely lose a close range shakeup against two opponents, one much bigger and stronger than me, and probably get gutted with my own weapon before it was over. The main reason I'm okay is because the criminals in question were completely incompetent, and I saw them first. Not much you can do about getting blindsided, but definitely keep your head on a swivel at all times, it helps enough to be worth it and it's better than nothing. Trust your gut. If you think you're in danger, it's because you are. Other people should always be considered a potential hazard. Probabilities vary, of course. I've had my eyes on an FNS-9C chambered in 9mm. I shot the full frame version and loved it, and it's basically a Glock 26 with better features, so I'm sure it'll be a good investment. Factory tritium paint night sights are also relevant; don't need a bulky flashlight hanging off the front of your pistol just to get sights on a target. A rail mounted light or laser would also make it harder to conceal, or fit in a holster. It doesn't cost all that much to get concealed carry training and permits where I live, so I think it's worth it to just throw this shit on the credit card and start practicing. Open carry isn't an option in my workplace, though it is legal in my state. A baseball bat and pepper spray will do until I can get all my firearms paperwork done. I don't think putting lead on paper at 7 meters will be much trouble at all so I think this is a pretty viable option and a lot less conspicuous than an "instrument for sporting purposes" aka bludgeon. I enjoy my job downtown. I get to practice Spanish some, see a lot of people so I can keep my social anxiety from growing back, and the hours are really flexible so I can do this whole novel thing. Hell, I even get a little exercise with it. (I am a fairly well-paid store clerk in one of the busiest stores in my state. This city has a major international airport and there are hotels on either side of the store) I don't want to stop going to work because of this. I probably should try to work somewhere else, to be completely rational about it, so I'll work on that too, but I shouldn't have to. Little old ladies are some of my coworkers, and I don't know if my replacement would do the right thing and walk people to their car, give them rides, etc. Plus, if they have the balls to do it, I would be embarrassed to have such an excuse for my leaving. I'm replaceable, sure, but I'm well known by the regulars and liked there--it feels hard to leave at this point when its still serving all of my goals. So for now, my decision is to arm myself as effectively as possible. I did notify the police and I'll be calling my store in a few hours to give them a heads up, and again to make sure 2nd shift gets it because 1st shift doesn't do half the shit they're supposed to. Of course, I'm still fucking wired so sleep is probably not happening for a good minute. /blogpost.
  2. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I think having to sustain an injury first in order to have a justified lethal response to an imminent threat is an unreasonable standard. The threat has to just be real. People don't have a right to injure you, but of course escalation of the use of force has priority levels--force meets equal force. My security guard friend has suggested adding mace to my everyday carry for the "in-between" situations--like many others in this thread--but warns that wind direction, capsaicin tolerance and other factors can confound its use. He carries a tazer for 'in-betweens' and says that I should look into getting one as a superior alternative to mace, though I think only LEOs and security companies can get them. Important note: a tazer is different than a flea market stun gun. My friend who is a survivor of domestic violence attests that mace won't stop someone dedicated to fucking you up--it'll just piss them off more. Real Threats Example: guy with a weapon/big motherfucker/multiple aggressors hasn't hit me yet but it's obvious it's incoming and I can't escape, my belongings are not sufficient prize, I warn him I'm armed and not to advance, I back up, he advances anyway, I pull and shoot before being bludgeoned/stabbed/broken. This would be the "going on the offense" I referred to in the quoted text above. If they don't pull a weapon and tell me to strip or something obvious I don't have a rational motive to comply with so you have to assume the worst before you're unable to do anything at all. It's surprisingly easy to get beaten to the point of disability or death. Not an example: Anything I can talk down, walk away or run away from. A pissed off guy wants to throw a few punches and shoves and get on his merry way--I happen to be in that way. Customer service, bars, ratchet house parties--it's happened before, it'll happen again. Not a life or death situation, the aggression is general, not specific, and the body language doesn't indicate premeditated focus that comes when someone is out to get you, it's chaotic, disorganized, and mostly aimed elsewhere. Crazy hobos fit in this category more often than not. It's a pretty specific set of scenarios; I don't plan on using this thing often. To take this back to its source: in the scenario I encountered, I would have had to have been attacked right as I was entering my vehicle--before I could get my door closed--to make me seriously consider using my weapon. The accomplice could then join in easily. Mace would probably backfire. If I ran, instead of attempting to enter, I had nowhere to go to--nowhere was open except maybe the nearby strip club--and I lost visual on her friend (also my knee is not that great). It was that thought specifically that made me realize my options could be extremely limited within that timeframe and I was all alone. Wasn't much margin of error on my end to get away unscathed. I can see an interpretation of what I wrote above as "I would just shoot anyone I thought would hurt me [vague] and in some magic fairy land people who get shot don't die" in the way I worded that, and I thank you for being specific, giving me a quote and a problem--it gives me something I can actually respond to instead of the nebulous and general "lol psycho killer small penor gun nut stop being poor and let urself get beaten up," posts in here. I think I got what you meant. To elaborate on the other half of that: I would prefer to make it to my grave without hurting anyone. Ideally anyone I would have to draw on would just fuck off without a trigger pull as soon as they see the thing, so I'd sleep better at night and he could reconsider his life choices, but I'm not going to draw it unless a trigger pull would be warranted (I am about to be rendered completely helpless, get fucked up, or die). One of those "I would be in the right, but no matter what I wouldn't feel right about it because it's another human being" type things. It's not a realistic expectation, just one I am 110% happy to accept if it comes about--these things do happen sometimes. If I do pull I expect to have to empty an entire magazine into the person trying to kill me to get them to stop, which will result in their death. I don't want to run out of options should the worst happen. The most realistic expectation is that this hunk of plastic and metal rides in my crotch for decades doing little outside the range but weighing down my belt and collecting lint for me to clean out periodically--one of the reasons I went with a single stack chambered in 9mm.
  3. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    You missed it because you didn't read. I keep dealing with this problem, of course I'd be a cock about it.
  4. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Thank you for a constructive post. If someone wants my shit they can have it, I'm not looking to fight over a wallet either. It's noteworthy that dude in the video tells his victims his motivation. Without that information what do I have to go on should the worst come to worst? 'Usually' isn't 'always' and there needs to be some consideration for that at some point. I'm not sure I should expect to making that call halfway through a curb-stomping. As for what I've actually done in the intervening months besides get a gun, read a bunch of articles, and practice shooting: I coordinated with other employees and we now park in the same lot and leave together after work, every night, with no exceptions. We finally convinced management that we needed real security instead of mall cops that leave as soon as the clock hit midnight, and now we do as of about three weeks ago and they walk with us too; they pack either tazers or pistols. So, we finally got that shit done. I'm really not that worried anymore but I still carry because something really insane might happen. I don't know if you've carried, but a gun is heavy. Not like, 26 oz loaded, but heavy. The weight of the world sits in that holster. It's not something I consider trivial by any means and I aim not to use it, hopefully ever, for its intended purpose. My enthusiasm for firearms and my decision to carry--and the maintenance of that decision long after the initial fear has passed--are not to be interpreted as 'trigger-happiness'.
  5. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I got some good feedback and then I got a bunch of people accusing me of saying shit I wasn't saying, doing shit I'm not doing, etc.
  6. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    The reason it's classist is because you (and others) are condescending to me as though this obvious solution has not occurred to me, and that I am not actively working on it by taking on more hours, cutting spending, going up for a promotion, throwing as much money into the debt pile as I can, etc. I should move out of the dangerous place? No shit, Sherlock.
  7. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I'm just quoting myself where I say all of the things I am purported not to be saying apparently.
  8. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    You're just so fucking stupid it's hard to pin down whether I even want to defend myself from your shitty George Zimmerman comparison or try to parse the logic of letting yourself get beat up because you just KNOW that the people who don't respect your bodily integrity and attacked you unprovoked are good people deep down and won't cripple, maim, or kill you because reasons. The incident that triggered all of this wasn't because aggressive people specifically followed me to my vehicle, it was because I'm scared of kids in hoodies in the general path of normal transit. Clearly. I wrote enough words in this thread, try to actually understand sentences I use and what order they occur in and the contexts established by all the other words that have relationships with those words and concepts before twisting them or putting extra ones in my mouth. That goes for all you assholes who think anything like the above. Many of you didn't read what I said. You got halfway through a given paragraph and assume I said what you think I said, rather than what was actually written. That's why I've had to repeat myself so many fucking times and frankly I'm done doing it. Stop projecting.
  9. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    oh cool this thread got more useless stupid posts. I have to remember that most of the people that post here are bourgeois children with the hardness of talcum powder and extremely poor reading comprehension. Can't claim I'm cool enough to brush off this frustration though. Rereading this thread and these new comments, well, the failures of our public schooling systems could be less apparent, but it'd be hard. So, I suppose I do care enough about the opinions of Internet strangers, since I started this thread seeking advice, after all--so here's an update: things are going better now that I've put a big enough dent in my debt to make monthly payments manageable and I can save money for the future again. it's almost like the intersections of health, socioeconomics, and crime were relevant the whole time. wow. really makes you think.
  10. Star Wars Episode VIII - The Last Jedi

    Eh, I overestimate people a lot. Between the binary choice of rotten or fresh, sure, I'd rate it fresh. It's not good and it's not better than the OT, though. I feel like people who don't know how to watch movies say that. A lot of movies they rate rotten are fine. I hate that because it's a Star Wars movie I'm going to be having these conversations many many many more times throughout my life. Just like how the prequels suck. Kind of like Harry Potter, my feelings will end up being READ ANOTHER BOOK.
  11. Star Wars Episode VIII - The Last Jedi

    Finally watched it today. Movie was fun to watch but was a narrative disaster. I don't think it'll hold up well. Worth the price of admission for the jokes (there isn't a BB-8 joke I haven't liked) and some amazing visuals (and Adam Driver, his acting was excellent despite the movie being kind of a clusterfuck, might count under visuals too ) and tight action, but I'm not going to see it again any time soon without a good reason. Much better than Jurassic World, if that helps set a benchmark. Hard to call it good, but wasn't offensively bad despite my like for the original trilogy and dislike for the prequels. My buddy who is deep deep into SW and always has been believes SW is over, agreeing with Red Letter Media's conclusion that continuation of the franchise is Disney humping a reanimated corpse. I feel like a big plot point was better suited to a show like Battlestar Galactica, but there are so many plots you can forget about it most of the time. Hell, you can forget about most of the characters most of the time. (complete non sequitur: Watching the trailer for the JW sequel was shocking, as even the basic premise is completely retarded in-universe--weirdly it might be a better movie than the first JW if you pretend you didn't see JW and don't know what Jurassic Park is. This is talking about a franchise in which genetically engineered dinosaur clones kill everyone because the company running the dinosaur zoo was incompetent. It wants to be TLW but with less ecoterrorism (god I hate that movie, the hunters and mercs were the heroes), which is a good thing). Back to SW 8: I agree with most of the criticisms you're gonna hear or have heard regarding TLJ as a SW movie, TLJ as the sequel to TFA, and TLJ as a standalone movie. I understand why superfans would be pissed, why general audiences wouldn't care, and why film critics would have mixed feelings leaning towards the negative. It's kind of like every other unwanted Disney sequel, lol. You can find a compilation of Mark Hamill's comments on the movie on YouTube and it's pretty damn funny. Overall it was better than I expected. If you expected it to answer many of the questions raised in TFA, don't.
  12. are you all gay?

    depends on who's paying
  13. Flaws of Goat Format. What would you change about it?

    I think Graceful is stronger than Pot. Pot's an auto +1, but Graceful lets you see one more option, and gives you a chance to set up another option immediately or later (BLS, Premature/Call/FLIPs for Night Assailant) via its discard. As happy as I am to see Pot, like you said, Graceful helps you dig for answers. If I'm winning, I don't need Pot, if I'm losing, I'd rather see Graceful. In MtG if I was a blue player, multiple Graceful activations would be pretty great (Ponder and Preordain got banned pretty quick, effects closer to Graceful in literal execution were great). The right cards are more important than any immediate +1, +2 off a single card (multiple activations); the option-diminishing aspect of Duo is what makes it so cruel. A random -1, -2 off a single card is horrible.
  14. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    This is good advice. I bought a pistol a few weeks back and made two 'range' trips before taking my CCDW exam last weekend. I bought a bunch of cheap ass steel-cased Tula ammo for the very reason you mention. It's dirty but the Shield doesn't care. I've shot guns off and on my whole life, but that's no substitute for knowing your specific weapon, not even the platform, but the weapon. It doesn't matter how many other Shields I've shot, I have to know mine. I've gotten over choking up on the trigger so the plastic trigger safety hinge no longer throws off my first shot. I don't commit most of the common shooter errors [milking, limp-wristing, etc.] so that's speeding things up a bit. My grip and stance (Weaver) are pretty well rehearsed. I won't say I'm familiar with the firearm until I've put about 500 rounds through it, and I've put about 200 through. Can field strip it, clean it, lubricate it, and reassemble it with no problems. I'm making progress, and I think it'll work for me in a defensive situation right now. No manual safety and the slide doesn't like to close without chambering a round so those two factors are things I don't have to fool with, carrying condition 0. My friends are shooters and own land so setting up a shooting day on a random weekend has been easy so far. They've been really helpful and it's not like it's hard to ask a Kentuckian to go shoot, lol. Back to your very good point: I'll continue practicing because I simply enjoy shooting so there's no lack of motivation there. After I get through my 500, at least two trips a month. No sense in going through this trouble if I'm going to let my skill atrophy. Need to find a local indoor range and gun club so I can keep this up through winter. I'm also infodumping as I'm going so forgive the redundancy, I figure you know all that stuff but everyone doesn't. As for where I'm at in the process: passed exam Saturday 9th with flying colors (not that it's hard) and am waiting for all the paperwork BS to get done, which should take no more than two weeks. The instructor didn't send our stuff in until Friday. I signed up for digital application so I wouldn't have to wait "up to 60 days" for the paper ones to get processed. Calling state police tomorrow to make sure our test results are in the system, and if so, going to the county Sheriff's office to get all that going. In the meantime I've been dry-firing the shit out of it so I don't lose my ability to pull the trigger without moving the frame. It's striker-fired so dry-firing doesn't hurt it; wouldn't be doing it with a CZ-75. Hornady Critical Defense hollowpoints were recommended by my instructor. JHP is good for not overpenetrating, but this specific round is able to pierce heavy clothing before expanding thanks to the polymer filler in the nose's hollow. So I'm going with that as a defense load. They're relatively expensive, so I'm gonna practice with 25 of them and keep the other 25 for carry until I can buy more. With shitty CCI Brass and Tula loads it still gets 1" groups at 7 yards, so I'm confident in its accuracy and ease of getting on target. It's a natural pointer, fits the hand like a glove. Had to lube the shit out of the slide though so it didn't take Herculean strength to rack or takedown. As for disabling, yeah, you have to aim for center mass, as people will only go down with a direct hit to the central nervous system or direct hit to major organ. Mechanism of death from gunshot wounds more often than not is from blood loss, and it takes longer than you would like for someone to bleed out. Hopefully a hit elsewhere will convince someone you aren't worth the trouble anymore. Aim to kill. Shoot to stop. The area I'm most green in is drawing from a holster. I'm used to just pulling a firearm out from its case and going to town. I've decided I want to go with appendix carry, but I haven't picked a particular model yet. Once I do, I'll be practicing that intensely (it's good that this vital skill can be learned at home with your shades drawn). Whatever I pick will protect the trigger, and I'm thinking of using rubber trigger guards as well, but I don't know how counterproductive that is to condition 0 carry. Anything is better than a negligent discharge, but... Also ruled out shoulder holsters, ankle holsters, [these two suuuuck] and IWB holsters that sit on your ass [these are fine but I imagine uncomfortable]. Appendix lets me sit comfortably and also draw from my front.
  15. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Greeting people is always a good idea IMO, it gives you a lot of useful information. As for slowing down to engage shady people beyond that, naw, you need that distance the time you don't spend there gives you. No one is trying to make friends downtown at 12AM. Ignoring them initially just slows down the rate at which you acquire information. The immediate aftermath paranoia has given way. Now, with my situational awareness, improved knowledge of de-escalation and escape techniques, and additional training in the lawful carry of a firearm for the defense of self or others in imminent threat of serious harm, I feel well prepared to deal with the problem before me while I work on solving other problems relevant to that one. I don't live an 'unfortunate life', people in Guatemala live an unfortunate life. I'm American poor, which just means that much of my existence is incomprehensible to people who are of a higher socioeconomic class than that and always have been. I face generally more problems, which are also more severe than and are different from the problems they do. I had a fucked up past which has given me psychic injury, but again trailer trash child abuse fucked up, not victim of war fucked up, and I am now receiving adequate care in at least that dimension. Medicaid does a lot of things right. I'm still LOLing at posters saying shit like "why not move to a wealthier state or country?"; cost of living is very relevant. Might as well let me eat cake too. After all, Americans are merely temporarily embarrassed millionaires, to paraphrase Steinbeck.
  16. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Atypical depression caused by a fucked up life, that is now effectively treated by neurotransmitter substitutes, is totally why I don't deserve my second amendment rights. Bad things happened to you because you were too weak to stop them and it hurt you, but fuck you for claiming the bare minimum means of power to defend oneself. Fuck you stigmatizing mental illness. I'm not violent and I don't live in another dimension so what the fuck is it to you if I don't make enough dopamine or norephinephrine on my own? I'm not schizophrenic, I don't suffer psychosis. Unlike the general population I actually KNOW what's going on in my head because I take care of my mental health. When I speak of the dangers of 'mentally ill' people it's those who are violent, delusional, and untreated. Left untreated, I'm constantly sad and anxious, and that's about it. My life sucks without help but I'm no danger to myself or others. Otherwise I'd be deemed incompetent by the state and would not have passed my NICS background check. Qualified for my CCDW, btw. Missed no shots at 7 yards. 100% range accuracy translates to 50% combat accuracy, says veteran police officer of 31 years who taught the course. My other classmates were two middle aged white women (one with an EPO on a violent ex) and a middle aged black woman. Considering moving because I'm poor not retarded; that however is a process that also takes resources. Men don't have reason to fear sexual assault? @Jazz You're flat wrong. (but statistics and rape culture!) yes, those magic words will prevent all rape I might risk. I've been assaulted so I'm biased, just not randomly on the street by a stranger, so yeah it's probably unlikely for that to be a consequence of an altercation I would have in this circumstance. Yes, the first event is the one that matters and yes I came to the same conclusion regarding threat level. I already park as close as possible and move as fast as possible--a block away at most. I also called the police as soon as I got home. That is not the extent to all of what I should do. Someone, somewhere will have to work this job even if I leave, so pretend, if you will, that I personally do not exist but that this situation does as a constant. Some arguments may make more sense if the context is more important than the individual. Here's a weird thing to me: the odds of being assaulted go down or up based on location; but they never equal zero, so no one is justified in owning a personal defense weapon? It's always middle class and upper middle class people who have never been in real danger who think no one should have guns. No bad things ever happen once you do the white flight thing and make it to the 'burbs. As for Sam Harris comment, if the wrong person says the right thing, fuck it totally right? Sorry I didn't link to someone on your reading list. @mmf I post weird shit because I'm weird and my life is weird; approaching normalcy is the goal, however, whatever that means--I assume it means lower overall existential risk. @Sophocles Yeah, I'm just trying to give myself a fighting chance in case I can't get away. Going from 100% chance of dying to 99% chance of dying is still worth effort. @Malcolm I'm also no longer considering carrying an arsenal on me. The pistol I purchased will do just fine. Everything else is either overdoing it or underdoing it. I've been doing some more self-defense training but of course the emphasis is distraction and escape. I'm not trying to be Bruce Lee. Also working on making money so all my problems go away. Just paid off the debt I incurred off car repairs. Now I can focus more on my medical bills and credit card debt. If I was doing "privileged comment" BINGO I might have it by now. We've reached the point ITT where I'm not seeking advice but giving it.
  17. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Had another close call/encounter today. Not as close as last time by a good margin though. Me and my co-worker loitered, I suppose a few minutes too long, in the safer closer parking lot. The one I was using and no longer use was still within a block; this one is too, it is one corner shorter, well-lit, long line of sight. Gave us a false sense of security. I had my driver's side window down to let the cigarette smell out, and left the lot, no problem. Before we turned the corner. "Hey! Hey ese!" [he was not Hispanic]. Whip my head to the side and this weird looking motherfucker is in the middle of the lot we just left. My co-worker says "don't look at him, don't look at him", so I face forward. We get a green light only to hit a red one around the corner. "Hey ese!" I shit you not this motherfucker decided to follow us. He seemed far enough to where I figured we'd make it once it went green. Based on how fast he was moving, it seemed like we had plenty of time. "Go go go!" says my co-worker. I look out my window again and this dude is booking it and has gotten a hell of a lot closer. Less than a hundred feet away, probably close to sixty or so (I suck at this but he would have been at my window soon). I looked around the intersection for like a second and gunned it through the red light. Thankfully there was no incoming traffic and the next two were green; at 1230 or so your odds regarding traffic are pretty good. She's scared of course. She knew my story, and I carried my bat of course, but she hadn't had a close call herself yet where she felt fear. Just a random hobo stole her vaporizer while she was on a break outside, hit it, and gave it back without missing his stride. That was the weirdest prior thing she'd dealt with. My anxiety level has kind of plateaued so I'm not all that shaken up about it. We passed 6 LMPD officers on the corner of 4th and Muhammad before we left work for the parking lot; it's Friday night on 4th Street Live! of course the cops are out in force. Contributed to our false sense of security. None of them said anything about my bat, and less than a block away some scraggly motherfucker decides he's gonna try to get intimate through my car window. I don't think he had particularly violent intentions, I think he was just an extremely poorly socialized beggar. I think Summer brings out the crazies more than any other season so far. I've worked there since December. A security guard I shoot the shit with told me in July that an abrupt change in how Social Security worked led to about a hundred or so people becoming homeless at once, and the city of Louisville had no forewarning about this. There's a park where a lot of them huddle down, he says, a mile or so west. I don't remember the name, starts with an H. Supposed to be a playground, but, mired in human shit and heroin addicts for now. A lot of them were probably mentally ill to begin with, and without state support what else would happen to them? Lesson [re]learned: don't loiter in a parking lot at night, no matter how safe you think you are. I usually practiced this principle but slacked this time. Dude probably saw us long before we got in my car for that reason. She called her mom while I was driving--her mom agreed to split the cost of a pistol with her, and she's interested in getting a CCDW too, so that's good. She's disabled, has back problems, has no chance in a fight, and is a young mother. I picked up my pistol earlier yesterday and got a business card from the CCDW instructor who owned the gun store. Just spent an hour field stripping and reassembling it and I can do it without the manual now. Striker fired pistols are kind of all the same. Everything's a Glock. Three weeks or so is how long I have to practice, think I'll do okay. Going down to Bardstown to shoot cans with my buddy later today. He's got some land with a lot of natural backstops. Threw 150 rounds of 9mm on the credit card, that should give me a decent feel for it. Found a good deal online for bulk ordering that cuts the $/rd in half, probably gonna do that too. Link to SOSS Smith and Wesson Flash sale: S&W M&P Shield in 9mm no Manual Safety for $298 [with a native capacity of 8+1 it's legal even in communist states] Remington bulk ammo, 500 rds of 9mm for ~$100. SOSS in general has the best deals online. My LGS was selling a Shield for $349. FURTHER EDIT: Magazine springs were a bitch to break in but the Shield shoots like a dream. Easy to control, accurate enough and consistent groups, will probably need to adjust the sights a little but was definitely able to get minute-of-badguy. The CCDW test should be a joke. The only thing I don't like about it is one small issue with the hinged trigger but that will go away with practice anyway. Also practiced some useful self-defense techniques which do not involve firearms with my karate buddy; I will describe them below. Technique #1: The most important one: change the attacker's focus. Give them something to think about that isn't you. Throw shit at them (people naturally try to catch it or halt), if engaged in combat even a light shin kick is enough to distract. Throw your hand in their face (doesn't have to be a punch). Poke them in the stomach. Whatever you can do to make them think of something that isn't you. If they're thinking of the gut that just got poked, or hand suddenly in their face, they aren't thinking about you. Only an experienced fighter can ignore distraction. Most people are not that. You can usually get an opening to flee, which you should do if possible. If not, take advantage of their vulnerability. Pepper spray is an extremely effective example--hard to think about you when their eyes are burning. Technique #2: breaking a grab. Using your feet and body weight you can escape nearly any grab. Step backwards if your arms are grabbed and rotate those arms in a wide circle. Your foe will be off balance because you shifted your weight by stepping backwards, and the circular motions take advantage of the limitations of human arms in general--they will have to let go. If grabbed from behind (arm wrench, to give an example), move hard and fast in the direction they're pulling you. Go with it, your weight will throw them off balance and you can pivot to escape. Everything is circles. Randomness in your arm movements can help break a stubborn grab. Technique #3: A charging enemy attempting a tackle, if it cannot be evaded or interrupted with a distraction, can be punished by driving your knuckles into the soft tissue above the collar bone: use their neck to help you aim. The force you resist with, and the force of their movement combine in a small area to cause a great deal of pain that can help break their focus. DONT'S: you're trying to survive, not win a fight: don't tense up [it will not make you faster even if you think it will], don't try to box, don't treat it like a sparring match. The costs of a missed punch can include a broken arm. Stay as loose as possible. That same arm, if loose instead, can be used to deflect an attack to create an opening or escape route. Circles. If they have a knife, these principles will still work, just try to think of one of their arms being longer than the other. You just need to escape. Don't panic. If they are holding it blade down, edge out, clasped in fist, they know what they are doing and should be eliminated at range if possible in any way. A person holding a knife palm up, tip forward, doesn't know what they are doing and your odds are a little better--still a serious threat, but they can lose control of their weapon more easily. Another tip: stare potential threats in the eyes; turning away indicates weakness. It's fine to keep your head on a swivel--you should be aware of your surroundings--but keep staring at their eyes. It indicates that you are confident you can fuck them up and vultures looking for weak prey might have second thoughts. One of the skills cops learn is to make prolonged uncomfortable eye contact.
  18. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I've taken two self defense courses in college and read a lot on the topic because of my fucked up life. I've more than likely committed tons of plagiarism by cryptamnesia or otherwise in these posts. Sam Harris has a good sum up article and I'm pretty sure some of my wording uses his because I recently read it to see if I did anything wrong, as I have been obsessively reading up on the subject in general. Regardless of how incredulous you are at what I'm saying, and its your life, you should be skeptical, you should read up on it. EDIT: I've also done a LOT of de-escalation and some running my ass off, to refer to non-OP experiences OP has. Just some random examples: Had to talk a farmer down from shooting my cousin's dog a second time gun in hand, etc., when I was 13 [she was fine, the bullet passed right through the meat of her leg; to be fair in retrospect he had chickens to mind and Girl was a black lab without a leash and on his property] out in Caddo, OK. Prevented fights at parties by getting in front of a belligerent while apologizing profusely for anything and everything [many times in Berea], gotten outwardly crazy people to calm down and leave houses [Bardstown], stores [Louisville]. Been hit and not thrown back, talked it down (some people actually get embarrassed if you don't retaliate and just act like a rational adult) [abusive ex, random school bullies earlier]. Stopped stepdad from beating mom [several times] and vice versa (wasn't always successful but nobody's dead so good enough). My brother's done a lot of that kind of stuff and I've watched him in action, he's better than me (I learned a lot from him). He caught a punch to the face one time at a party around a bunch of drunken idiots (young ass men with alpha complex bullshit) and still managed to keep his head straight enough to talk down what was about to be an all-out brawl. We left quickly after. [ex]friend of a friend's house in Cleveland. In some situations you just get the fuck out of someone's way or perceived way and let them go be crazy/an asshole in some other direction. I haven't seen all the shit he's dealt with. Got out of a shady ass meth trailer outside Gatlinburg, TN after we gave a ride home to a drunk lady who crashed her car into a tree down a hill--her friends and family were not happy to see her and they followed us in their car for awhile, probably thought we would call the cops, but he lost them in the mountain roads--they probably just gave up and went back to looking for her car before the cops could get to it. Was with my buddy Will out in Samuels Loop [16, 17?] when we had to lose an aggro driver who got really pissed off because our dumbass teen selves cut him off on 245; he tried to run us off the road. Had to talk a guy down from stabbing me by asking why he wanted to stab me repeatedly while backing away for about 4 or 5 minutes until he decided he didn't have much of a reason to (he really didn't it was fucking random and he was batshit crazy, one of those edgy teens that could be a school shooter, but really, could've been a school shooter; at some dumbass high school party). I've pussied out of tons of fights too. Also won a few by unexpectedly fighting back (by won I mean I was able to get away without getting my ass beat because I threw a lucky punch or elbow). I got bullied a lot as a kid, been around a lot of scary people my whole life. I guess I'm proud of going out of my way to not hurt people or be hurt? I dunno. But I'm here in one piece. Running and talking. In terms of deterrence a lot of the rednecks in high school stopped bullying me when my brother pulled one aside and played up how crazy I was and therefore dangerous (the word stab was used)--they already thought I was weird so in confirming their biases they decided I wasn't worth it. To be fair I was mentally ill and fucking weird in high school so... back to the baseball bat thing, I just don't want to be an attractive target. Hornets have yellow and black stripes to let you know it has a stinger well before it stings, so it often doesn't have to. I'm candid about all these things because I know other fucked up people badly need other fucked up people to relate to and feel validated about being fucked up. But yeah, feeling secure? I don't know what that's like. I do know that the older I get the more real mortality gets, and the idea of dying over stupid shit more outrageous. That's why I've worked so hard to get away from all the really crazy influences in my life and now just deal with regular crazy. I'm white trash that escaped the drug world, escaped crazy shit,worked hard so I could get a scholarship,got educated, still working hard. Shit's always a struggle. Getting stalked and nearly assaulted/mugged/whatever, it made me think of the people I can't afford to not go home to. How truly alone you are in a dangerous situation. I haven't had something to fight for in a long time, this year , and some of last, is the first in a long time where I actually give a shit (I shouldn't say that because many necessary things required effort but doing necessary things for me primarily/not out of pain fear is fairly new due to an external locus of control problem). There are a lot of mixed feelings and experiences in play here across several age and place cross-sections of my life. Things are way better now that we've finally gotten the neurotransmitter thing mostly nailed down and most of my demons killed, so yeah, I want to live. I actually crave life. I didn't use to. I don't know if any of this is of any value, but it's here. As for "you've made it this far without getting seriously injured/killed, why freak out now that the overall risk is lower?", there's this thing called survivorship bias. There are only so many times you can convince a knife-wielding schizophrenic on methamphetamine that there are in fact no demons in you or your stepmom's heads (though to be fair he wasn't like that all the time and was usually pretty chill) [also learned a lot from my stepmom].
  19. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    If you read what I said above you would not come to conclusion that escalating a situation to lethal force is a thing I advocate. I'm 28, started shooting when I was ten. Not saying you have lack of experience with firearms. I was saying you lacked experience with living in fucked up places dealing with fucked up people, fearing for your life, for about 22 of those years. Domestic violence, drug dealing, break-ins, actual fights in our driveway, my sister running a methhead out of our trailer with a knife, to give you an example. That was my life. Mental health issues made me graduate a year later than I wanted, but my timing for withdrawal was great because my stepmom was about to go to jail and I could take care if the house. Most of my immediate family: repeat offender felons. "Just move out of there" is classism. You think if I had the scratch to pay deposits on everything and travel for job interviews I'd still be here? "But you spent 300 on a gun". Yeah, well my appendix exploded in April and my car broke down in May so I'm in debt up to my eyeballs because my insurance wouldn't cover my CT scan. Louisville is the economic center of KY. I'm working on my shit, its just hard to get ahead when you're behind. I just don't get why your response to a person who is clearly scared shitless and doing the things that make sense to them no matter how irrational they are is to be a dick. Everything I said above says that violence is a last resort option. I am worried because 10 or 20 ft. Is not a wide margin for error and should that error have been made I probably would have gotten fucked up. Show some fucking compassion. You're flaunting your socioeconomic status, is what I'm saying, and that's fucked up.
  20. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Your bitchy smug comments coming from a place of total lack of experience are helpful, constructive, and add to the conversation. You're flaunting ignorance and a bad attitude. Take pride in that if you must.
  21. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    @rei this Guelph, Ontario?
  22. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Louisville, KY. I work in this area. The past two years have seen an increase in homicides and shootings.
  23. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    You work downtown at night in a city with a steadily increasing homicide rate and run into trouble and see how you start changing your priorities and behavior, just saying. I think a lightweight bludgeon, pepper spray, and single-stack 9mm are conservative, practical choices in the meantime while I wait to get transferred to a less crazy location. And yeah, mall ninjas are what they are because they fetishize weapons that are impractical and 'exotic' and don't bother to become proficient with them.
  24. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    Same. But I don't think that these people tend to give a lot of dialogue options based on what I experienced. Technically, I have no fucking idea what they were after/what their goal was beyond interacting with me in a way I don't want with a high likelihood of force/easily interpreted menace. If they said "I got a gun, gimme your wallet", they could have the wallet. But if they never state a demand, if they just go on the offense, their unclear motives are worst-case in your risk assessment. I would shoot someone to avoid being hurt by them, and hopefully they would stop and go away and not die or suffer permanent injury. I think the number of lumps I should be expected to take should be zero. I'm still going to open carry the bat as deterrence to reduce the chance of that being a call I have to make.
  25. Almost got jumped; buying a gun.

    I've settled on a S&W M&P Shield in 9mm and it should arrive at my LGS tomorrow. It has a stellar reputation and is a favorite carry gun for many; if I don't like it trading it or selling it will be no problem [next option would be a Springfield XDS in 9mm]. In the meantime I have taken to walking to/from work with an aluminum baseball bat while wearing a leather jacket. I got away the last time and I intend to the next; if I can't, I won't be left without an option. Gonna put in some range time this weekend to break it in [hopefully with my grandfather] and if I get good groups to start with, I'll go ahead and start the CCDW licensing process. You only have to put 11/20 rounds on target at 7 meters to qualify, which sounds easy enough. The interesting thing about a CCDW is that it allows you to also carry tons of other things that you're not supposed to even open carry normally - brass knuckles, shuriken, nightsticks, it's pretty funny really. A mall ninja's dream.