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I had a problem today. I took my gf to a local beach a couple hours north of where I live to spend our one year anniversary together. The beach is popular in the summer time, especially for younger people below 25. The set-up is pretty sweet with a major road running parallel and directly adjacent to the beach with shops and restaurants on the other side, similar to south beach in Florida. So its pretty common for younger guys, wanna-be-gangster types to cruise the strip in their pimped out rides flossing on their 20 inch rims ect ect. Mostly that kind of crowd. So, whatever. I’m not big on it. But until today I didn’t really give it much thought.
After my gf and I had great day together on the beach, we decided to grab something to eat and head home.
As we were walking along the boardwalk looking for a place to eat and checking out some of the suped up cars, and some were pretty nice, both my gf and I notice a group of young black thugs, maybe in their early 20's, standing on the door edges of a raised ford excursion, sporting the bandanas, jerseys, cell phones, mannerisms that all screamed – ‘I’m a thug gangster’. Nothing I haven’t seen before, so no biggie. But as we got a little closer to the car, the driver, a black thug, was *screaming* and I mean f_u_c_k_i_n_g screaming obscenities to another one of his buddies standing outside the driver side window -- followed by the words, 'JUST DO IT!!". Like this guy is issuing orders or some shit to a member in his crew. I didn’t look too long, because even though I could tell this guy was obviously grandstanding for the girls and guys walking by, his behaviour was really out of place for the setting. There were cops all over the boardwalk and 100's of people walking just a few feet away from his car on the sidewalk. Middleaged people. Older people. Younger people.
So, we kept walking up the boardwalk. Thought it was pretty strange but didn’t give it another thought. My gf and I couldn’t find anything to eat so we headed back on the same side of the street in the opposite direction from which we had come. As we approached and passed the ford excursion, which was still parked in the same spot, I took a look in the car. Looked right into the eyes of a couple of them. Nothing abnormal. Just that 1 - 2 second glance you give people when you walk by.
After I stop looking and pass the excursion, I heard some thug yelling, "YO BLUE! YO BLUE!"
I was wearing all blue today, so I thought hmmmm./ This guy isn’t that immature, is he? I didn’t bother turning around, and kept walking….
My girlfriend and I found a nice restaurant with an outdoor elevated patio, maybe 50 ft or so south of where these black guys were hanging out, on the same street. We get a table close to the railing so we can check out what’s happening below on the main drag. After we had ordered, my gf decided to go back to the car and put a little more money in the meter. As im sitting there, by myself, I notice the black thugs getting ready to leave. The mouthy guy starts the car, and his buddies hop in. But instead of closing the doors, three of the guys are standing on each respective passenger door ledge - with the doors open - checking out the crowd, punching digits on their cells. ect ect. . More grand standing I thought. The excursion pulls out, and starts cruising down the main strip towards me with these guys still standing on the door ledges, hanging on to the roof rack, with the doors open, scanning the crowd. It looked fucking retarded, but I didn’t read too deeply into it. I returned to my drink and looked around the restaurant.
Then I hear " YO BLUE! YO BLUE!!”
I turn to the street, and three of these fucking guys are pointing directly at me, had stopped their car in the middle of the street and were calling me out. I put down my drink and look.
They’re like "Yea, we see you! Yea, we see you!"
and then… "Yea, that’s right, we'll see you tonight. Be here tonight"
There were five black guys in the car. All smaller then me. I’m a relatively small dude compared to some of the guys on elite. I’m 6'4, 215. All these black guys were around 170 max. Some were smaller.
I've only fought one person in my life. Have no street fighting experience, and here are not one or two or three black thugs, but five telling me they want to fight. From the looks of these guys and their relative casual disregard for the plethora of cops that were within a 100 ft radius of the car, I concluded these guys were either really stupid and/or really dangerous.
I decided I don’t want to find out if these guys are bluffing, so after my gf returned from putting more money in the car, we eat our meal, chill for a few minutes, then leave -- the city.
Id like to be that guy that fucking teaches those showboating, dumb ass thugs a lesson. And I felt really powerless and frustrated when I left. But what kind of chance am I taking, with my own life, if I had decided to stay and let these guys find me?
A friend of mine whom I had played high school football with was murdered at a club in Toronto two years ago because he approached some young black thug, not unlike the ones that had tried to start a fight with me today, and asked him for the second time that night to put out a joint he was smoking. The young black thug pulled out a fucking gun and shot my friend twice in the chest. My friend died and the kid was never apprehended by the police. My friend was a massive black guy. 245 -250 natural. The kind of guy who didn’t need to even touch a weight to look like a pro body builder. I shit you not. Genetic abnormality. He was huge and he was humble. One of the most mild, meekest individuals I’ve ever met in my life.
Knowing this, and knowing that the 90% + of the club killings that occur in Toronto each year are committed by young, black thugs - mostly Jamaican - I thought it was a good idea if I didn’t find out if these guys really wanted to hurt me.
So me and my gf left.
Anyhow, I’m just curious what you all would’ve done. I live in Canada. Toronto specifically. We don’t have the sprawling, crime infested ghettos like you guys have down in the states. But we do seem to have a growing generation fascinated with the thug/gangster lifestyle who try to emulate it as best they can. AS innocuous as it sounds, these people are no less dangerous. We have allot of club killings here in Toronto every year, mostly committed by like minded individuals who carry handguns and believe they’re above the law.
I don’t carry a firearm or any weapon. But now I understand why the right to bear arms is a fantastic right.
How should I have handled this situation?
I want to learn to defend myself, but if these guys I encountered tonight were carrying any type of weapon, be it bat, knife or chain, unless I had a gun, I would’ve been fucked.
And if they were carrying a gun, there’s nothing I could’ve done. I could’ve been dead or seriously hurt.
I feel pretty powerless right now. I would’ve loved to go one on one with any of those kids with fists, but the younger generation seems to prefer the swarming method of fighting.
Any of you guys have any similar experiences you’d like to share?
Advice?
After my gf and I had great day together on the beach, we decided to grab something to eat and head home.
As we were walking along the boardwalk looking for a place to eat and checking out some of the suped up cars, and some were pretty nice, both my gf and I notice a group of young black thugs, maybe in their early 20's, standing on the door edges of a raised ford excursion, sporting the bandanas, jerseys, cell phones, mannerisms that all screamed – ‘I’m a thug gangster’. Nothing I haven’t seen before, so no biggie. But as we got a little closer to the car, the driver, a black thug, was *screaming* and I mean f_u_c_k_i_n_g screaming obscenities to another one of his buddies standing outside the driver side window -- followed by the words, 'JUST DO IT!!". Like this guy is issuing orders or some shit to a member in his crew. I didn’t look too long, because even though I could tell this guy was obviously grandstanding for the girls and guys walking by, his behaviour was really out of place for the setting. There were cops all over the boardwalk and 100's of people walking just a few feet away from his car on the sidewalk. Middleaged people. Older people. Younger people.
So, we kept walking up the boardwalk. Thought it was pretty strange but didn’t give it another thought. My gf and I couldn’t find anything to eat so we headed back on the same side of the street in the opposite direction from which we had come. As we approached and passed the ford excursion, which was still parked in the same spot, I took a look in the car. Looked right into the eyes of a couple of them. Nothing abnormal. Just that 1 - 2 second glance you give people when you walk by.
After I stop looking and pass the excursion, I heard some thug yelling, "YO BLUE! YO BLUE!"
I was wearing all blue today, so I thought hmmmm./ This guy isn’t that immature, is he? I didn’t bother turning around, and kept walking….
My girlfriend and I found a nice restaurant with an outdoor elevated patio, maybe 50 ft or so south of where these black guys were hanging out, on the same street. We get a table close to the railing so we can check out what’s happening below on the main drag. After we had ordered, my gf decided to go back to the car and put a little more money in the meter. As im sitting there, by myself, I notice the black thugs getting ready to leave. The mouthy guy starts the car, and his buddies hop in. But instead of closing the doors, three of the guys are standing on each respective passenger door ledge - with the doors open - checking out the crowd, punching digits on their cells. ect ect. . More grand standing I thought. The excursion pulls out, and starts cruising down the main strip towards me with these guys still standing on the door ledges, hanging on to the roof rack, with the doors open, scanning the crowd. It looked fucking retarded, but I didn’t read too deeply into it. I returned to my drink and looked around the restaurant.
Then I hear " YO BLUE! YO BLUE!!”
I turn to the street, and three of these fucking guys are pointing directly at me, had stopped their car in the middle of the street and were calling me out. I put down my drink and look.
They’re like "Yea, we see you! Yea, we see you!"
and then… "Yea, that’s right, we'll see you tonight. Be here tonight"
There were five black guys in the car. All smaller then me. I’m a relatively small dude compared to some of the guys on elite. I’m 6'4, 215. All these black guys were around 170 max. Some were smaller.
I've only fought one person in my life. Have no street fighting experience, and here are not one or two or three black thugs, but five telling me they want to fight. From the looks of these guys and their relative casual disregard for the plethora of cops that were within a 100 ft radius of the car, I concluded these guys were either really stupid and/or really dangerous.
I decided I don’t want to find out if these guys are bluffing, so after my gf returned from putting more money in the car, we eat our meal, chill for a few minutes, then leave -- the city.
Id like to be that guy that fucking teaches those showboating, dumb ass thugs a lesson. And I felt really powerless and frustrated when I left. But what kind of chance am I taking, with my own life, if I had decided to stay and let these guys find me?
A friend of mine whom I had played high school football with was murdered at a club in Toronto two years ago because he approached some young black thug, not unlike the ones that had tried to start a fight with me today, and asked him for the second time that night to put out a joint he was smoking. The young black thug pulled out a fucking gun and shot my friend twice in the chest. My friend died and the kid was never apprehended by the police. My friend was a massive black guy. 245 -250 natural. The kind of guy who didn’t need to even touch a weight to look like a pro body builder. I shit you not. Genetic abnormality. He was huge and he was humble. One of the most mild, meekest individuals I’ve ever met in my life.
Knowing this, and knowing that the 90% + of the club killings that occur in Toronto each year are committed by young, black thugs - mostly Jamaican - I thought it was a good idea if I didn’t find out if these guys really wanted to hurt me.
So me and my gf left.
Anyhow, I’m just curious what you all would’ve done. I live in Canada. Toronto specifically. We don’t have the sprawling, crime infested ghettos like you guys have down in the states. But we do seem to have a growing generation fascinated with the thug/gangster lifestyle who try to emulate it as best they can. AS innocuous as it sounds, these people are no less dangerous. We have allot of club killings here in Toronto every year, mostly committed by like minded individuals who carry handguns and believe they’re above the law.
I don’t carry a firearm or any weapon. But now I understand why the right to bear arms is a fantastic right.
How should I have handled this situation?
I want to learn to defend myself, but if these guys I encountered tonight were carrying any type of weapon, be it bat, knife or chain, unless I had a gun, I would’ve been fucked.
And if they were carrying a gun, there’s nothing I could’ve done. I could’ve been dead or seriously hurt.
I feel pretty powerless right now. I would’ve loved to go one on one with any of those kids with fists, but the younger generation seems to prefer the swarming method of fighting.
Any of you guys have any similar experiences you’d like to share?
Advice?
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Usually I just ignore the guys and keep moving, but this one particular group had a video camera and they were taping women as they walked by. I really could have cared less, but they walked up behind my girl with the camera at ass level. I should have just stepped in between the camera and her, or grabed her and walked away but I did not. I turned and confronted the guy, ended up smacking the camera out of his hand and punching him a couple of times. His friends rushed up behind me before I could turn around and one of them hit me in the head with a glass bottle of some kind. That was not so bad, I got kicked while I was on the ground a couple of times, but no big deal. The problem was that as his friends rushed up my girl was in the way and they knocked her over. She hit her head pretty hard on the concrete and was scared to death. All I remember is the fog clearing, seeing police around and my girls face covered with blood and some tears. I could have gotten her seriously injured, or worse if they had a gun and she somehow got in the crossfire I would never forgive myself.
One guy had an encounter similiar to that... and he actually went back with his girlfriend and had his girlfriend lure the psuedo thug into the back hallway of Beach Place. He put a stomp down on that ass then.
