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There are three specific definitions for the word crazy. One definition is mentally unbalanced. If I knew anybody that was mentally balanced I would have them explain this to me.
Another definition in the dictionary is...immoderately fond of something. I have been immoderately fond of the martial arts since Noah went skinny dipping. Don't tell anybody, but I actually went to karate class on the night of my wedding!
And the third definition...extremely impractical. Try telling that one to the guy who signs my paychecks! Or, to get a little tragic, just look at our government.
So what the heck does crazy mean? Obviously, we could have a crazy argument concerning this. So let me give you a few samples and hone in on what, beyond all the words, it really is.
Crazy is standing around talking about dismembering another person. What well balanced, normal person would ever want to do that? Why, nobody would, especially a guy taking a karate class, would..uh, never mind.
Crazy is the outlaw biker who studied the martial arts who told me the purpose of a single finger strike to the eye is not merely to deflate the eyeball but, by angling the finger correctly, to insert the finger and pop out the eyeball. He said one is then supposed to chase the rolling eyeball and step on it in full view of the victim. I didn't ask him how a person missing an eyeball could be considered to have a full view of things.
Crazy are the movies where the hero decides to kill himself and delivers a karate strike to his own body and expires. I mean, I understand committing seppuku (stomach cutting), as done by a failed samurai, but hitting yourself? This guy has added a new dimension to getting up on the wrong side of the bed.
But my favorite example of crazy is the fellow who came in to watch one of my classes. Afterwards he came up to me and complimented me, but said he knew something that was a little better than what I taught. I asked him what, expecting him to pull out a toy pistol...this was a while ago, now they pull out real pistols!
The fellow dropped to his hands and knees and started barking like a dog. Getting to his feet and brushing off his pants the fellow told me that when he did that people thought he was crazy and left him alone. You know, now that I think about it, that's about the sanest thing I ever heard!
Another definition in the dictionary is...immoderately fond of something. I have been immoderately fond of the martial arts since Noah went skinny dipping. Don't tell anybody, but I actually went to karate class on the night of my wedding!
And the third definition...extremely impractical. Try telling that one to the guy who signs my paychecks! Or, to get a little tragic, just look at our government.
So what the heck does crazy mean? Obviously, we could have a crazy argument concerning this. So let me give you a few samples and hone in on what, beyond all the words, it really is.
Crazy is standing around talking about dismembering another person. What well balanced, normal person would ever want to do that? Why, nobody would, especially a guy taking a karate class, would..uh, never mind.
Crazy is the outlaw biker who studied the martial arts who told me the purpose of a single finger strike to the eye is not merely to deflate the eyeball but, by angling the finger correctly, to insert the finger and pop out the eyeball. He said one is then supposed to chase the rolling eyeball and step on it in full view of the victim. I didn't ask him how a person missing an eyeball could be considered to have a full view of things.
Crazy are the movies where the hero decides to kill himself and delivers a karate strike to his own body and expires. I mean, I understand committing seppuku (stomach cutting), as done by a failed samurai, but hitting yourself? This guy has added a new dimension to getting up on the wrong side of the bed.
But my favorite example of crazy is the fellow who came in to watch one of my classes. Afterwards he came up to me and complimented me, but said he knew something that was a little better than what I taught. I asked him what, expecting him to pull out a toy pistol...this was a while ago, now they pull out real pistols!
The fellow dropped to his hands and knees and started barking like a dog. Getting to his feet and brushing off his pants the fellow told me that when he did that people thought he was crazy and left him alone. You know, now that I think about it, that's about the sanest thing I ever heard!
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Al Case, over forty + years researching martial arts, will show you what crazy is at Monster Martial Arts. Get a totally unique version of this article from our article submission service
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