Does anyone else want to see more bonding time between these two?
Or is that just me?
I would love to have them go on a trip together. Just the two of them. Smoothing things over and getting everything out on the table. Have more bonding time. Share memories. Laugh. Sibling scuffles. Learn more about each other.
A sudden series of erratic knocks to an off-tempo rhythm rang out from the door of the clones' house. No idea how she found the place, but she found it. "Is anybody home? Meow!"
“RAYGNA, GO GET THE DOOR!” Comes a yell from the inside, and the usual scuffling of footsteps from the clones scrambling around. Eventually, a pink Ragna opens the door just a crack, timidly looking out at the masked creature with red eyes and a toothy smile.
“… R… R-RAGGYYY!” He yells. “I-IT’S- IT’S A— D-DEMON THING!”
“Demons don’t exist, Raygna!” Raggy yells back from his room. “And if they did, they wouldn’t knock and say ‘meow!’ Now be nice! And apologize for calling her a demon!”
“W-wehhhh…!?” Raygna gulps and opens the door a little more. “U… um… I-I’msorryforcallingyouademoncanIhelpyouorcanIrunawaynow?!”
In Greco-Roman wrestling, boxing, and mixed martial arts, there is a rule that you never hit “below the belt.” The area of biggest concern is the testicles. As the Ultimate Fighting Championship rules specify, “groin attacks of any kind” are a foul. This is probably because groin attacks might make for short fights or ones where everyone just goes around protecting their balls. In any case, the skills being tested are of a different kind. But, even aside from that, this seems like a good idea and very civilized. I do not advocate for testicle kicking, not groin attacks of any kind, for what it’s worth.
I do think it’s somewhat odd, though, that men who fight each other outside of controlled conditions—men in street fights, bar brawls, and parking lot scuffles—also usually avoid hitting below the belt. These fights aren’t about training or skill, like those between professional athletes, they’re real attempts to do some damage out of anger or defensiveness. So, why no hits to the balls?
The question was posed by a woman on Yahoo! Answers: “If you dislike each other enough to want them to get hurt,” she asked, “why not do the worst?”
The answers, admittedly unscientific, were interesting. One of the common responses involved the idea that not hitting below the belt was “an unspoken rule.” Maybe it’s the Golden Rule—do onto others as you would have them do unto you—and some men mentioned that, but others suggested that it was a rule specific to manhood. It’s a “cheap shot,” said one. A “low blow,” said another.
But why? Why do men agree not to kick each other in the balls? Why is that part of the code?
I think it’s because it serves to protect men’s egos as well as men’s balls.
What would street fights between guys look like—or professional fights for that matter—if onecould go below the belt? For one, there’d be a lot more collapsing. Two, a lot more writhing in pain. Three, a lot less getting up. All in all, it would add up to less time looking powerful and more time looking pitiful. And it would send a clear message that men’s bodies are vulnerable.
Chris Tuchscherer not having been just hit in the balls:
Chris Tuchscherer having been just hit in the balls:
Not hitting below the belt, then, protects the idea that men’s bodies are fighting machines. It protects masculinity, the very idea that men are big and strong, pain- and impact-resistant, impenetrable like an edifice. So not hitting below the belt doesn’t just protect individual men from pain, it protects our ideas about masculinity.
When a man hits below the belt, he is revealing to everyone present that masculinity is a fiction. That’s why one guy said: “For ‘alpha male’ fights, nut shots are just wrong.” Alpha male fights are about figuring out which male is alpha, while preserving the idea that the alpha male is a thing that matters.
This is why men are quick to criticize other men who break the code. One of the best ways to control men is to threaten to kick them out of the man club. “If a guy kicks another guy in the balls on purpose during a fight,” one replied to the question on Yahoo, “he will forever be banished from manhood.” Another said: “Winning like this means that you cannot beat up the other guy by ‘real’ fighting.” It’s a matter of one’s own reputation: “A man who kicks another man in the balls,” said a third, “immediately loses all manliness and respect.”
So, men generally agree to pretend that the balls just aren’t there. The effect is that we tend to forget just how vulnerable men are to the right attack and continue to think of women as naturally more fragile.
I still don’t want anyone to get kicked in the balls, though, just to be clear.
Today in Middle-Earth: Frodo and Sam escape the orcs and begin their journey along the road to the Barad-dûr (March 19th, 3019 T.A.)
Sam put his ragged orc-cloak under his master’s head, and covered them both with the grey robe of Lórien; and as he did so his thoughts went out to that fair land, and to the Elves, and he hoped that the cloth woven by their hands might have some virtue to keep them hidden beyond all hope in this wilderness of fear. He heard the scuffling and cries die down as the troops passed on through the Isenmouthe. It seemed that in the confusion and the mingling of many companies of various kinds they had not been missed, not yet at any rate.
"Let go!" The two tailed fox shouted from the beach. There was some sort of scuffle between him and a few homeworld gems, Jasper, Peridot and Lapis, who didn't fight. He was knocked on the head by Jasper and was carried into the ship.
Garnet dashed as quickly as she could with her allies towards the beach. As soon as she caught eyes with Jasper, she summon her gauntlets. “Let him go!” she threatened.
SQUATTERS OCCUPYING A number of buildings at a site in Grangegorman have given details of the work they have done since they took over the space to turn it into a home for 30 people and a service for the community.
There were scuffles on Monday night between the group and employees of a private security company which was hired by receivers, appointed by NAMA, to take back control of the site.
A small number of injuries were reported afterwards and negotiations between squatters and gardaí eventually ended the standoff and security workers left the scene.
Last night, the squatters defended their occupation of the site for the last year and a half.
In a statement, they said it has been a home and living space for about 30, mostly young people, who can no longer afford to rent in Dublin as prices in the capital soar. It consists of three houses, three converted office buildings, five warehouses, a main courtyard and two smaller yards.
A community garden was built by the residents and is worked on by them and local families in the area.
They have converted warehouse and office space into venues for poetry, music and circus performance art.
A ‘free shop’ was also opened, allowing people to bring unwanted clothes and other items and take whatever they want free of charge.
The group said resident and non-residents can also make use of a community kitchen and seated area.
“All these activities and more are able to run completely free of charge because of the squatted nature of the space,” they said.
The Irish Times reports this morning that the site had been earmarked in 2008 for a €100 million residential, retail and office scheme with 164 apartments. The plans fell through after the economic crash and planning permission expired.
According to the group occupying the site, increasing rent in Dublin and high levels of youth unemployment mean young people can no longer afford to rent in the city.
“With the number of empty buildings in the city, squatting makes a lot of sense”.
The High Court adjourned an application today by receiver Luke Charlton today for an injunction to prevent alleged trespassing on the site and to allow him to take back possession of the site.
Nadia was trudging down a road that would lead her to Minas Tirith when the forest around her grew quiet… The dwarfwoman slowed, holding tight to the straps of her pack. Nadia took her axe from her belt as the brush to her right rustled. When the rustling stopped, Nadia relaxed slightly.
The dwarrowdame only got a few more feet before she was attacked from behind. A burly arm reached around her neck and clamped over her mouth, preventing her yell before it could even start. Her legs kicked backwards as the bandit lifted her into the air and her axe fell to the ground.