tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24200494.post8756236374570440736..comments2024-03-28T10:28:35.830-04:00Comments on Nicholas Stix, Uncensored: In Killy, a Game of “Get the Old Geezer,” or “Get the Old White Geezer”?Nicholashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12372393717833610657noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24200494.post-53472273142290204672011-10-21T02:45:28.906-04:002011-10-21T02:45:28.906-04:00Yeah. Even with an 84-year-old man! And I'm pr...Yeah. Even with an 84-year-old man! And I'm pretty sure that suckerpunch wasn't even a fist, but a rock. If the racist punk had used his hand, he might have broken it, and I doubt the vic would otherwise have reported the punch as being so powerful.<br /><br />I’m also basing this judgment on the time I got slugged by a young black guy on the A train in March of 1997. He was only about 5’9, 5’10, and with a small build, yet when he hit me in the temple, he dropped me, and I even went out for about half a second, while going down onto the subway bench. As I was hitting the bench, I immediately reached for my weapon, and he backed off, before being escorted off the train to freedom in Brooklyn by a black male.<br /><br />I was thinking to myself that the guy had a helluva punch. After all, I’d never been dropped before by a punch to the head or jaw, if I was standing up straight on solid ground, not even when I took a repeated pounding to the head from Rickey Booker, who was 6’2,” and a powerfully built 190 or so, when I was 16 and weighed a soft 130.<br /><br />However, I did once get dropped and go out for a second or less when I was 18—from a blow to the temple by a thick wooden walking stick. (But I didn’t bleed. I’m not a bleeder. Heck, I didn’t even bleed when a black would-be mugger named Andre broke my nose on the A train in ’95. The only time I ever bled from a punch was when a racist psycho with the street name “Bo Diddley” hit me in the mouth when I was 16, in the same black nationalist youth program in which I encountered Rickey Booker. Hell, everyone bleeds from a punch in the mouth. That’s why they have mouth guards.)<br /><br />I reported the attack to a white cop, who did nothing, and told me nothing as to the damage he saw, so that he could downgrade the crime to a misdemeanor.<br /><br />When I got home, I saw caked, dried blood running down from my temple.<br /> <br />The reason the punch was so powerful was that it wasn’t a punch at all! He hit me with a metal object! I called the police, but they refused to upgrade the crime. I dealt with a hostile racist black female clerk, and a white supervisory officer who was no better. He insisted that I’d merely been slugged.<br /><br />He wasn’t going to upgrade the crime, because admitting I’d been hit in the temple with a metal weapon would have made the crime a felony, and added a little discord to his carefully orchestrated crime stats.Nicholashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12372393717833610657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24200494.post-58111404049357474882011-10-21T00:54:18.047-04:002011-10-21T00:54:18.047-04:00It always starts with the sucker punch, doesn'...It always starts with the sucker punch, doesn't it?<br /><br />David In TNAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com