the idea that i would vent my frustration using violence is comedic.

i actually have a black belt in karate, which is something i picked up as a kid because i was being picked on. well, it was fairly coerced, but it came out of that necessity - i was a scrawny little kid that was unable to defend myself, so i got sent to self-defence classes.

the funny thing is that my dad was actually a semi-pro boxer at one point. he was drafted by the 67s, too. yet, i never learned to skate, and i never learned to fight. my mother would not allow it.

no, instead, i went to self-defence classes - where i was taught concepts of proportional force, as much as i was taught how to spar. i was just a kid; my black belt was more about self-confidence than skill in martial arts. as an adult, what i remember about it is more in the philosophical realm than the realm of actual fighting.

it is always a better idea to avoid a fight than start one because even if you are the greater fighter, you do not know what weapons your opponent has. you can't win by bringing fists to a knife fight.

intimidation is a key component of any conflict; if one can outsmart their opponent, they need not actually fight them.

and etc.

i think a part of the purpose of sending me to the classes was to bulk me up, as a part of the problem was that i was a little scrawny kid; it didn't seem to have the intended effect, and i ended up as a scrawny teenager, too. but, i learned those lessons well, and was mostly able to avoid conflict through those years, by consistently head faking my opponents.

i'm going to beat you down with words and lawsuits. and, i'm going to enjoy it, too.

but, i'm not a violent person, i never have been one and i couldn't imagine becoming one.