Safety From & Self-Defense Against Thugs

Surviving the Coming Bedlam Physically

Of the 9 U$ states in which I have lived, New Jersey ranks as my 1st choice of where I’d pitch camp if I were forced to return to the U$. Its beaches & tidewater marshes, especially around Barnegat Bay, are most appealing & home to many natural wonders. It is, however, home to some of the most insane, violent, & reality-free individuals I’ve ever met.

One nutjob was a guy walking his dog without a leash along the beach in front of my beachfront rental one winter. When his dog suddenly jumped & bit me in the ass & kept coming back for more, I began defending myself by kicking at it with my long legs, at which point the dog’s human jerkwad companion started attacking me himself for kicking at his crazed mutt rather than stopping the beast’s assault. When I got clear of these 2 headcases, I called the police & had them quickly apprehended.

I regret not filing assault charges against the guy, but, when the cops asked to see the site of the bite, I did get the satisfaction of mooning both the guy & the cops. The bite had not pierced the skin but had left its mark. The pain & the mark are long gone, but the memory of the mooning is still sweet. From the distance, it might have looked like the 3 of them were about to kiss my ass.

Nuke Hussein

The one that really shook me up, though, was a guy whose car I’d just photographed because of the anti-Hussein drawing in the car’s rear…