This Video Gives Me Life. Practitioners of different arts, Showing each other their different techniques and respecting each others styles.
TRUE MARTIAL ARTISTS!!
Yuki Nakai: Laughing after getting punched in the throat. “So dangerous. It’s so scary”
I started going to the dojo when I was in sixth grade. It was a very masculine environment; there weren’t a lot of other girls there but the male senseis who ran the place were great guys and they genuinely loved having female students because we were such a rarity.
Now back in sixth grade I was tinier even than what I am now, and now I’m only 5’2. Then I was probably even under 5’0. I mean I was a squirt of a kid. But I loved to fight; I loved to be in the ring, I loved the adrenaline rush and I loved having punches hurled at me. It was fun for me. Our dojo did full-contact sparring, which was pretty brutal. These were the only rules:
That’s pretty much it.
Anyway every Thursday was Fight Night, where all we did was spar each other. And on my First Night Sensei Diven—who has since passed, bless his soul—paired me up with this really cocky and assholish brown belt to show me the ropes a little. This brown belt kid was bigger than me by a lot; he must have been at least six feet and twice my weight. But man was I excited to get into the ring! I had a fight boiling in my blood.
Now, Sensei Diven was not a stupid man and he hated high-ranking kids that showed a bad attitude. This kid had a bad attitude. So he must have seen the evil gleam in my eye from a mile away and decided it was time for a little improvisation.
Anyway, Sensei yelled, “Start!” and I leapt into fight stance and the other kid didn’t even put his hands up. He was laughing at me, sneering, the whole nine yards. “I’ll give you a free one.” he joked, and he slapped his side. “You barely weigh 100 pounds and you’re a girl. So go ahead, little girl. Hit me.”
And I hit him. I cocked my leg up as high as it would go and roundhouse kicked him right in the ribs with all of my might and all of the contempt I felt for his stupid cocky face which was covered in ugly-ass freckles and his nasty-ass braces. And I heard a crack. Like a real snap! sound. And the kid has a look of surprise on his face like it was nobody’s business, and then he goes right to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
Now, Sensei Diven leisurely strolls over from the group of black belts who are laughing their asses off at me, the tiny little white belt, sending my Goliath to the floor. I mean they’re laughing so hard they look like they’re about to pee themselves. They think it’s a game. And in his great booming voice he hollers:
“Brown Belt! Why are you on the floor? Do you not see this white belt has been assigned to fight you?”
And meanwhile he is just crying. I broke one of his ribs.
And Sensei Diven just squats down next to this poor kid and whispers, “Don’t you know that women are made of pain?”
I AM SCREAMING.
“Don’t you know that women are made of pain?”
THIS IS THE ONE I MEANT!!
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Rest in power to the Queen of Soul. ❤️ Aretha Franklin is a legend who used her talents and voice to empower women and stick up for all human rights. In 1987, she was the first female artist inducted into the Rock N Roll Hall of fame and became an 18-time Grammy award winner. Her rendition of Otis Redding’s “Respect” became a powerful anthem during the women’s and civil rights movements. She’ll be remembered for her legacy of love and light. ✨
When we see the Earth from space, we see ourselves as a whole. We see the unity, but not the divisions. One planet, one human race.
We are not the same. But we are one. We are here together and we need to live together with tolerance and respect. Our only boundaries are the way we see ourselves, the only borders the way we see each other.
We must become Global Citizens. Our voices are important.
We give our elected officials their power and we can take it away. We at all time travelers, traveling together into the future. But let us make that future a place we want to visit.
Be brave. Be determined. Overcome the odds. It can be done.
If they stand behind you, give them protection.
If they stand beside you, give them respect.
If they stand if front of you, watch their back. And if they stand against you, show them no mercy.
New life motto here
“So respect, and at the same time bow to your opponent when you do something. Even if you win, or you lose, you have to respect your opponent. So, at that moment I put my hands on my waist, here, it was because I was expecting any reaction from Vitor Belfort. But as soon as I realized he couldn’t do anything, I just sit down on my knees and bow in respect of everything that he did for the sport and for the person, and for the professional.”
2am Suggestion (via mypenleaksiridescence)
Happy Earth Day 2017
“There is hope if people will begin to awaken that spiritual part of themselves, that heartfelt knowledge that we are caretakers of this planet. ” ~ Brooke Medicine Eagle Happy Earth 🌍 Day 2017
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Robert Hickey is the deputy director of The Protocol School of Washington, which provides etiquette and protocol training. In his book Honor & Respect, he covers the “correct written and oral forms of address for everyone from local officials to foreign heads of state”. For The President of the United States, the proper forms of address are:
Letter salutation: Dear Mr. President: Complimentary close: Most respectfully, Announced: The President of the United States Introduction: Mr. President, may I present … Conversation: Mr. President
And contrary to how many media outlets refer to former US Presidents, they should not be referred to as “President” (e.g. “President Bush”):
“While it is common practice in the media and elsewhere to address and identify former presidents as ‘President (Name),’ this is a mistake,” said Hickey. “Serving as President of the United States does not grant one the personal rank of 'President’ for life. The office of President is a one-person-at-a-time role that a specific individual holds and then hands off to the next person.”
“Courtesies, honors, and special forms of address are symbols of the power of the office. They belong to the office and to the citizens, not former office holders.”
Hickey recommends “The Honorable” as an official title (e.g. “The Honorable Jimmy Carter”) and “Mr./Ms.” for conversation or salutation (e.g. “Mr. Clinton”).
While Donald Trump was officially sworn in as the President on Friday, this site will continue to refer to Trump as “Trump” or “Donald Trump”1 and not as “President Trump”. Again and again, almost to a pathological degree, Trump has demonstrated, in word and deed, that he has not earned and does not deserve our respect and the title of his office. It’s a small protest by a small “media outlet”, perhaps petty, but as long as the First Amendment still applies, I will publish what I like on my own damn website.
And since I am all for the “one-person-at-a-time” rule, this site will also continue to refer to Barack Obama as “President Obama”. He’s earned it many times over.
I decided to use President Trump not out of respect or the dignity of the office. My reasons were to:
BTW, look at the tags in this post for my anti-Trump stance
Donald Trump, Five Hours of Trump on Tape
#TrumpSacrifices @TrumpSacrifices Respect
Michael D’Antonio never planned to release the recordings of his interviews with Donald J. Trump. The intimate conversations, which totaled five hours, were a research tool for his 2015 biography of the real estate mogul., NYTimes, What We Learned From Five Hours of Trump on Tape
Silva and Bisping showing great respect to each other.
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