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Lessons from an Israeli Street Fighter

I remember walking down night time the streets of Prague with an x-military Israeli. He was talking about all the fights that he had fought; about all of the people that he had killed and wounded: “It is easy to kill,” he said, “but it is a lot more difficult to maim.”

This guy was a street fighter in the raw. He had scars on his face, a big muscular chest, and a nice little derby hat that sat well upon his shaven bald head.

He then told me about how he went to a bar in Philadelphia, PA, where his father does business, and how a couple of skinheads befriended him. The skinheads thought that the Israeli was one of them, as his head was shaved, he was well built, spoke American English without much accent, and had tattoos. The Israeli thought that his new friends were just amiable drinkers with bald heads. He did not take them for skinheads. The Israeli left the bar with these men, and as they were joyously walking down the street, one of the skinheads proposed a “kike beat down” to solidify their newfound friendship. At hearing this the Israeli went berserk.

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Wade from Vagabond Journey.com
in Prague, Czech Republic- June, 2008
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Knives were quickly drawn, and one found its way into the Israeli’s belly and another into the neck of one of the skinheads. The Israeli then went silent as he slowly rolled up his tight fitting t-shirt. A huge and gruesome gash went across one side of his abdomen, and I learned without a doubt that his story was, in fact, true.

“I was nearly dead,” he spoke with a laugh.

“What about the skinhead?” I asked.

“He lived, but probably will not be able to have the use of his shoulder too much anymore,” the Israeli replied, still laughing as he explained to me how artfully he maneuvered his stab and the muscular mechanics of how the skinhead was injured.

“It is easy to kill, difficult to maim,” the Israeli repeated.

“Yes, it probably is a real art,” I replied with a hint of exasperation.

I then asked him about the best ways to defend against a knife attack, and cited the times when I have been assaulted at knife point.

“Just kick him in the balls,” the Israeli retorted. “You should never fight fair, because the person that you are fighting against is not going to fight fair.”


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About the Author:

Wade Shepard is the founder and editor of Vagabond Journey. He has been traveling the world since 1999, through 76 countries. He is the author of the book, Ghost Cities of China, and contributes to Forbes, The Diplomat, the South China Morning Post, and other publications. has written 3048 posts on Vagabond Journey. Contact the author.

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