“I’ve been following your adventures among the savages—who would all be executed by SS troopers in a just world—and was wondering about stopping power for a regular dude. Needless to say, when you and I are walking down that street these thugs lay low. But as soon as they see one of us alone their small African brains light up with the three-to-one jackpot odds indicator. So my question is, since survival under our current feminist regime basically comes down to dealing with a pack attack by these animals, that have the backing and blessing of the State, how does one dude—a regular dude who has been in fights but is not some specimen—how does that dude drop guys? Despite your injury history and age you seem to be confident that you can drop men—or bipedal animals as the case may be—with one shot. How does a regular dude acquire that, how does he train it, maintain it—because, you know they are coming for us when we get old, like all of those World War Two vets who have been beaten to death by teenage savages over the past few years.”

-Your Evil Racist Brother, Mescaline Franklin

Time and measure is an old English fencing concept that formed the basis for boxing in its modern form. On this coming White Wednesday, I have a treat for all of you boxers and Caucasoid apes, which will be the real story of how a white boxer successfully fought off the troops of the British Slave State with his bare hands. Until then, let me discuss the concept in the light of yesterday’s sparring session with three fighters all in their prime, and myself.

Sean is a muscular and extremely fit 6” 1’ and 185.

Erique is an incredibly strong muscle man of 5’6” and 230.

Craig is an out of shape, rum-gutted remnant of his pristine manhood of earlier this year, suffering the dissipating effects of living in the same apartment building with three hot college chicks who knock on his door with unseemly regularity. He is 5”9’ and 190.

I, my beer-gutted hesitancy, am sagging at 5’8” and 195, a half century over fight weight, and over a half-century under the effects of the earth’s gravitational pull.

For the boxing segment I coached and Craig coach-sparred with the two guys that, by rights, should murder him. He hit them with much slower hands then they were throwing. For the stick segment it was mostly just Sean and I. What Craig and I did, as our developmental goal for ourselves and our partners, was to score blows that had leverage, but were delivered without full power –with the stick basically tapping and brushing—that were landed because of timing and position, not speed. If you can put a glove or hand or weapon on an athletic guy that is moving with skill, and you do so without speeding up your hand and step but through relaxed timing, then you can walk him into something. Now extrapolate that into walking a hoodrat into something, a kid that learned fighting from watching YouTube videos of sucker punches.

As a rule you just make sure your strike starts and finishes within the arc of his strike, as does your body movement operate along his own interior lines.

I just posted a video of a large man standing over a blind woman and slapping her. He carried leverage from his size and height. In doing light, slow motion sparring, empty handed, gloved, with a weapon, you will develop the sense for timing a blow so that your opponent puts his weight into it. Through the alchemy of combative motion you will develop the leverage that such men naturally possess.

Try the following evolution:

1. Begin checking and slapping a door frame in your home, using your palm as a cupped weapon, not as thrusting weapon as in the Asian martial arts, but just a checking hand. Learn how to strike that door frame hard from various angles and distances in a relaxed fashion.

2. Find a punching bag of some sort to work on, or even mitts or a medicine ball held by a partner so that you can hit a moving target while moving.

3. Now that you have the ability to hit hard and in motion, get a partner and put on work gloves, welding gloves, something to keep you two from scratching each other up. Now, one man commits to keeping his lead foot in the same position and pivoting and stepping around that point as the other stays near or in range as much as possible and freely moves his feet they strike at, and check each other’s strikes, in slow motion. This is a study, not a contest. Check his chest, hip, shoulder, elbow and forehead with your cupped and gloved palm. By checking his leverage points, you will begin to discover by feel when you would engage your hips and legs in the cause of dropping a person, but instead go to the next motion.

4. Once you have managed to bring your speed and power under control and concentrate on angles and timing only, now start moving around and playing with leaving and entering contact range.

If you do this simple drill regularly and then amp up your solo training in the mirror and with objects to hit, then you will begin cultivating the same targeting tools that experienced fighters have after years of much more brutal work.

Charles and Craig and myself have found that we are able to make progress in our striking ability at a much greater rate through such minimal contact training as we did a decade ago going all out and knocking the snot out of each other.

James Figg, the first bare knuckle boxing champion and last broadsword fencing champion—who also fought with sticks—was revered above all other fighters for the fact that his “time and measure” were unmatched. It is this ability to engage rigid forceful motion with relaxed angular motion that permits the older, the slower, and the injured, to stay on par with young upcoming fighters in the gym.

This same motion sensitivity, if taken into the survival realm of spontaneous aggression, will serve you in a far more decisive manner against the unskilled antagonist. If you can check a fellow wrestler’s shoulder with your palm as he angles for attack, then your ability to check the jaw of a punk’s walk-up punch will be devastating.