Calzone
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It also shows that Cal likes to be prepared with a melee weapon. That F3P with the MD4 is probably the fastest shooting 5lb sledge in NYC. The Linhof is a different kind of bludgeon though. I suppose Cal put a grip on it, of course, so it's a very ergonomic, optically fine sledge hammer. 😉
I carry my F2 with 35mm f/1.4 or 50mm f/1.2 around because it's a fantastic camera but also because it can strike a desert floor after being thrown out of a C-130 traveling at about 300mph, get dug out of the foot deep hole it made, dusted off and used to make photos.
Phil Forrest
Phil,
I learned from a Philapina friend how a woman can use a pocketbook as a weapon and use both arms to propell a clutched bag into a guys face. Basically the martial arts lesson was to push it like a kettlebell repeatedly into an opponents face.
If I have no choice but destroy a camera, I certainly will destroy someones face.
By the way Margarita demo'ed here technic on her boyfriend. He took a beating.
BTW that expression don't bring a knife to a gun fight does not ring true. In Canada Butterfly knives are outlawed, and if you ever saw a Philapino knife fighter you can understand why.
Also a court officer explained this training exercise he did. He was told to stand on a marked spot, and another man was placed on another marked spot. The distance between them was perhaps 10-12 feet. The court officer was told that when the drill would begin that the other guy will pull out a rubber knife and stab him and that he had to respond.
By the time the court officer in training could say, "Stop" and draw his weapon he got stabbed. Moral of the story is the first to draw the weapon wins the fight and has the advantage. An important lesson.
As a Boy Scout way back when I displayed my lazy slacker tendencies and was a Tenderfoot for over two years. Pretty much I was in a patrol of other misfits. LOL. At Grumman when I worked there I happen to run into my old Troopmaster, and he looked at me like a ghost. I kinda remember him saying, "You grew up and are still alive." LOL.
His son Brian was in my patrol, and Brian was a hellraiser like all the other guys named Brian I know. My old Troopmaster "fondly" remembers me chasing after my patrol leader with a 3/4 ax. Mr McNaulty said, "You could run as fast as a deer, and we almost didn't catch you." LOL.
At summer camp our Troop was known as "F-Troop" mostly because of me and my patrol. LOL. We were not good Boy Scouts.
Cal