I was involved in martial arts for nearly two decades, I attended many tournaments in that time. I don’t make any claims of being an amazing fighter but I was able to hold my own and I can really take a hit.
There is a huge spectrum of tournaments out there. Some of these venues were far less strict than others, and basically let in anyone who was good at faking being from an actual karate school, because some hosts just cared about collecting entry fees. This was a long ass time ago, I have no idea if it’s still like this now.
So there were almost inevitably a scattering of delusional psychopaths who just wanted to fight, from gang-members to college kids who watched Bruce Lee films so many times they thought they knew how to fight. And of course a few tattoo-plastered biker types who were able to set aside their ego enough to actually put on a gi and follow tournament etiquette. (Love those black belts that are so stiff you can tell they’ve never been worn before that day.)
So it’s easy enough to see things like hate symbols tattooed on some people’s chests or arms. I am proud to say that I have gone against some of these chucklefucks and hit them hard enough that they fell down and had a hard time getting back up. One just left after the first hard kick to the nuts. Fortunately (and unfortunately) the same kinds of tournaments that let just anyone in also seemed really lax about enforcing “light contact” rules and people were routinely just smashing each other as hard as possible, and why I eventually stopped doing tournaments.
I have indeed punched nazis.
I was involved in martial arts for nearly two decades, I attended many tournaments in that time. I don’t make any claims of being an amazing fighter but I was able to hold my own and I can really take a hit.
There is a huge spectrum of tournaments out there. Some of these venues were far less strict than others, and basically let in anyone who was good at faking being from an actual karate school, because some hosts just cared about collecting entry fees. This was a long ass time ago, I have no idea if it’s still like this now.
So there were almost inevitably a scattering of delusional psychopaths who just wanted to fight, from gang-members to college kids who watched Bruce Lee films so many times they thought they knew how to fight. And of course a few tattoo-plastered biker types who were able to set aside their ego enough to actually put on a gi and follow tournament etiquette. (Love those black belts that are so stiff you can tell they’ve never been worn before that day.)
So it’s easy enough to see things like hate symbols tattooed on some people’s chests or arms. I am proud to say that I have gone against some of these chucklefucks and hit them hard enough that they fell down and had a hard time getting back up. One just left after the first hard kick to the nuts. Fortunately (and unfortunately) the same kinds of tournaments that let just anyone in also seemed really lax about enforcing “light contact” rules and people were routinely just smashing each other as hard as possible, and why I eventually stopped doing tournaments.