Mexican Drug cartels, Jujutsu legs, & Pit Bulls
The
State of the Mexican Drug Crackdown
So today
the Mexican President attended the funeral of one of his
former top heads in his
war against drug cartels. A few hours before the
funeral, a senior detective was gunned down by
seven bullets to his head & neck, and two
other top police officers have also been murdered
over the span of a few days.
Safe to say that the drug cartels are in charge?
Wonder what has to be done. I guess it’s rough
ousting the former ruling party, eh? Very sad.
The
Many pains of Jujutsu
Today I
had initially planned to get home from work, and then
work out my legs. In
reality, I got
home from work, and worked out my eyelids. Because I
was tired, and my legs were more-so.
My knees. My knees felt like they were suspended in
pudding or something. They were slow, felt swollen,
and just sort of ached a little. No real pounding
pain, but it just didn’t feel like my good ol’ knees
in general.
My leg muscles. My butt was sore, as were my calfs. I
sort of figured my calfs would be sore from all the
toe-curling action during the kicks and takedowns,
but I didn't figure on the butt. So I in effect got
my leg workout on already, albeit a day early.
Oh, and my foot. My left foot I think I sprained the
top of it.
The top of it? Yeah, the
top. I was doing some rolls yesterday as practice,
and I rolled onto and then over the top of my left
foot, and I heard some popping. I made it through the
rest of the class, but when I got home I could tell
that it was probably going to be a little sore today.
And I was right.
Oh well. Such is life. I feel pretty good overall,
especially after my nap. Tomorrow I begin class at
11am. Hopefully I sleep well tonight. Will need it.
Tired?
Yeah.
Remember we watched “The
Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert
Ford” last
night. Well I mentioned it was long? Couple that
with the fact that we didn’t actually start it
until closer to 10pm. I don’t recommend that,
should you find yourself in a similar situation.
The
Girl’s changing climate wrt Pit Bulls
For the
longest time The Girl has
maintained that pit bulls are not
inherently dangerous, that they are trained to be
a certain way.
I have not believed this myself during this time. The
truth of the matter is that pit bulls are involved in
more bites & attacks than any other dog type. For
me, it’s safe to say that the same as
labradors
are
instinctively drawn to water & swimming, as
are pit bulls to aggressiveness. I mean, that may
not always have been the case, they weren’t always
supposed to be killer dogs, and in fact they do
have some stigma that is not deserved (German
Shepherds actually bite harder, and both pale in
comparison to the Rottweiler).
But the fact is that today’s pit bulls are not by
rule friendly family dogs as they once were, sad as
it may be.
I attributed this defensive posture of The Girl to
the fact that her dog is
figured to be part pit bull of some fashion, most
likely American Staffordshire
Terrier, which
is is commonly grouped with pit bulls (duh). Yes,
she’s cute, no she’s not much a threat, but that
doesn’t change the rule. It might just help define
it, know what I mean?
Anyway, those feelings & defenses have eroded
over the past few months. First she had her mom
inform her that her cat had been killed when someone
brought over their “friendly” pit bull and it chased
down the feline and essentially ate it. The cat was
some 20 years old or thereabout. Then just tonight,
she found out a coworker friend of hers had her dog
killed by someone’s “friendly” pit bull at a party
both dogs attended.
Not only that, but we had also read recently in the
paper about some dogs that had been attacked &
killed by someone’s “friendly” family pit bull at the
beach. Twice. In February.
I think it’s safe to say that The Girl is ready to
admit that perhaps there’s something to the idea that
pit bulls are in fact inherently dangerous pets. In
the same way that Labradors are inherently perfect
family dogs. It’s in the breed, I’m sorry.
Peace.