People really are this stupid....
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Dude that was AWESOME beyond words...
At first I saw the video title and thought it would be some super awkward fail like the fat nerd with the samurai sword in his backyard, reeking of virginity and desperation....
But I was wrong... THAT actually took effort to produce and was creative as fuck.
Nope... and they won’t sell me a Sturgeon-class for my pond. So am SOL on getting to go all Operation Petticoat any time soon!
sirhr
He died just before my 'comic book' time. Not that I read many comic books. So I had to look this up.
Count Dante - Wikipedia
Holy mother of God!
It's everything I expected and more!
That said, it was aimed at 12-year-olds. And having been one myself, we were not the most savvy shoppers.
Ah ha ha ha hha h a ha....
Sirhr
Are you telling me all these pairs that I bought to give you guys next Christmas are not the real deal?
"Release nuclear missiles and torpedoes! Thrill as you hunt sunken treasure in pirate waters and explore the strange and mysterious ocean floor!"
For whatever reason, that makes my head hurt. Maybe it's because of the gleeful encouragement to children of having playtime fantasies of starting a nuclear holocaust.
I miss all the be a badass kid commercials . Now everything is pussified.
Love the kid in the tommy gun wearing a tie.
The best part is that those were made in Hong Kong...
And @Son of Dorn : You can still find gag items like these in NY Chinatown on Canal Street between Hester and Pearl... This area is cramped full of "cubicle stores", where vendors rent out stalls all along the block selling their wares. 99.5% of the merchandise are trinkets like the one MtnCreek posted and the "cowboy" nonsense that I posted earlier, as well as counterfeit Gucci and Louis Vutton bags. Merchants will stand right on the sidewalk with cardboard loudspeakers and hand bells yelling in broken English "We have Gucci and Ray Ban and Louis Vut-ton. Bettah than real ting!"... The kicker is that EVERYBODY knows they are fake, even the vendors themselves acknowledge it, but they are buying them anyway...
Pfft oh I know all about them fake Louis Vuittons etc. Mom and sister went shopping for them in the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul when we were there on vacation. Those Turkish merchants, man. Never make eye contact. Ever.
And then there was the time my mom insisted we go with the street-sellers in NYC down an alley into a damn basement... Yeah... Bright side, vintage pressed-metal ceiling tiles down there, I guess? Those were cool?
Just don't drop them or they go critical and level an entire city block.
Like a train wreck with liquid fuel cars involved. You just can't look away... I had to dig a bit deeper on this Count Dante...
Good fucking spaceballs grief...
My head... It hurts dreadfully after wading through all this shit quoted below...
Holy shit, this is like, next level embarrassing...
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Kentucky, the dark and bloody ground, 14 October 2016
Friday afternoon at the Lexington Clarion Hotel on I-75
The place was beginning to fill up with martial artists. They came from all parts of the nation and all over the world. To celebrate fifty years of dedication and service since the founding of our martial arts fraternity in 1966 by John Keehan. To meet, once again in fellowship and brotherhood and honor the memory of our masters, whose knowledge we preserve and whose example to strive to follow.
In the forefront of these is Grandmaster Lawrence Day, who kept the flame alive after the Dojo War that made John Keehan, Count Dante, an anathema to the martial arts. He had been there, that night, when his Sensei Jim Koncevic was killed.
Dante had called several associates to join him in confronting the master of another Dojo in Chicago. Among them were Dr. Mike Felkoff and Dr. Lawrence Day.
On April 24, 1970, Ken Knudson got a call from a friend, Jim Koncevic. Koncevic explained that Keehan wanted to visit a rival dojo to settle a beef with a member. Knudson was still competing and training, so he took a pass, declaring a potential rumble “kids stuff.” One of those who was selected for this crew was Lawrence Day.
Most accounts agree that Keehan did call the rival Dojo earlier that evening. In an article published a year later in Official Karate, he claimed that he and his students had received death threats and that he’d planned to “level their entire instructor force.” To do it he called another friend, Michael Felkoff, and Koncevic; he described the latter in the article as an “animal as a fighter with a killer instinct.”
Felkoff said he was only called in to act as a mediator. Dante called him and said that that he had an invitation to go over to a rival martial arts school and fight it out with the head man. Felkoff wished him good luck. Dante replied by saying there was a problem, that the other master was going to bring 25-30 of his guys. He explained that because Felkoff was “known to them” even though he wasn’t a member of the BDFS and a lot of the guys didn’t like him, that he was nonetheless respected and that both sides would like someone to come along who could be an intermediary; to see that no one got drastically hurt, and they keep it off the streets when Dante and the head man mixed it up. Felkoff agreed.
When Keehan arrived at Koncevic’s dojo, he was dismayed to see that Koncevic had called in three of his younger students to join them. Still, he led the group to the rival school. Felkoff drove in his own vehicle at the appointed time. While he was parking across the street, Dante and his crew were just getting out of their car. By the time they reached the door, he had run across the street and caught up with them. He fell in line behind the last guy.
According to a Chicago Tribune article, Keehan broke down the front door and found six Green Dragons inside. Felkoff says that no one kicked the door in and no one kicked the door out. As was claimed later. “There was John and Jim Konsevic and two maybe three other guys that were walking in. I was the last one in.”
Dante knocks on the door displaying an Indiana Sheriff’s badge and tells them to “Open up, it’s the police.” Someone inside opened the door. Keehan had told the whole school that he was coming there to bust up the place. Someone from the school called the police when Dante arrived. Apparently the police thought it was a prank call.
Felkoff recalls that they were armed with Chinese weapons. Somebody, it’s unclear who, made the first move, and accounts disagree about what happened after that. According to Black Belt magazine one of Keehan’s men struck one of the defenders in the eye with a nunchaku, a Black Belt Times article says that Keehan himself attacked the instructor, lacerating his right eye badly enough that it required surgery at Belmont Community Hospital. Felkoff reported that a number of people attacked him with weapons.” And that didn’t work out too well for them." He said there were 30-35 people in the school, and more than half of them were running for the back door. It was a panic.
In every version of the story, Koncevic was ready to fight. According to the Tribune he struck one opponent from behind and began punching him. His adversary grabbed a sword off the wall and stabbed Koncevic while trying to block a blow.
“All I saw was Jim in a big pool of blood,” Felkoff says. “He was using his judo, trying to grab them, and he ended up getting stabbed forty-seven times.”
Keehan shouted for everybody to stop fighting or he’d call the cops. Koncevic had enough life left to yell at everyone to “get the fuck out.” He ran out the door and stumbled a few feet before falling. His three students had bolted and called the police. Dr. Day later said, “I left Chicago that night and never went back.”
When Felkoff ran out, the police cars were pulling up. He hears “Stop or I’ll shoot!” from one of the officers and he slowed right down. He saw Konsevic’s body outside now, in a pool of blood. Jim Koncevic, age 26, died on the sidewalk.
According to the Tribune, the man who stabbed him was arrested and charged with murder and was granted bond of $2,500, he was released on payment of $250, or 10 percent of the total bond. The judge said he ordered the low bond because circumstances indicated that he probably acted in self-defense.
Bond was set at $15,000 for John Keehan who was charged with aggravated battery, impersonating a police officer and criminal damage to property. Keehan, who said he had recently changed his name legally to Count Dante, had previously been placed on two year probation in 1965 after he was convicted of the attempted arson of another, different, rival karate school. All charges were eventually dropped but the event made Dante a pariah among martial artists.
In May 1975, at age 34 Keehan passed away unexpectedly. According to urban legend the death touch was allegedly administered to him over his flamboyant transgressions and associations regarding Black Dragon ties to the Chicago and Japanese Mafia. Nonetheless, as legend goes, with his death the invitation to fight in the Kumite went to another protégé of Senzo Tanaka and student of Count Dante, Frank Dux. That adventure became the basis of the 1988 cult classic martial arts film based on true events in the life of BDFS original member Frank Dux - Bloodsport.
Grandmaster Felkoff later served as acting president of the BDFS. He and Dr. Day presented Frank Dux with a trophy commemorating his victory in the Kumite in 1975. Dr. Felkoff passed away in 2016. Dr. Day went to the mountain in 2012, Year of the Dragon.
That year he hosted the first annual Gathering of Dragons in his hometown, Lexington KY. Reuniting many old friends and new comrades in the spirit of martial arts fellowship. This was our fifth such reunion, with banquet, tournament and seminars, celebrating the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Official Black Dragon Fighting Society in 1966 by John Keehan.
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I can't believe nobody has made a Napoleon Dynamite-type movie about this character yet. And frankly, it ain't no "DIM MAK DEATH TOUCH from some Eric Van Lustbader-esque Asian secret organized crime syndicate that hires medieval ninjas as hitmen in 1970's suburban America", any Beverly Hills Ninjas who revere him, he fucking died from a bleeding ulcer, plain and simple. Most likely because he had been so obssessed with living out his Walter Mitty dragon-clan assassin fantasies that he neglected to take care of his own health.
What a fucking riot... Oh and here is also a local newspaper article to boot.
Acetaminophen......... I need some right now...
Good fucking spaceballs grief...
My head... It hurts dreadfully after wading through all this shit quoted below...
Holy shit, this is like, next level embarrassing...
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Kentucky, the dark and bloody ground, 14 October 2016
Friday afternoon at the Lexington Clarion Hotel on I-75
The place was beginning to fill up with martial artists. They came from all parts of the nation and all over the world. To celebrate fifty years of dedication and service since the founding of our martial arts fraternity in 1966 by John Keehan. To meet, once again in fellowship and brotherhood and honor the memory of our masters, whose knowledge we preserve and whose example to strive to follow.
In the forefront of these is Grandmaster Lawrence Day, who kept the flame alive after the Dojo War that made John Keehan, Count Dante, an anathema to the martial arts. He had been there, that night, when his Sensei Jim Koncevic was killed.
Dante had called several associates to join him in confronting the master of another Dojo in Chicago. Among them were Dr. Mike Felkoff and Dr. Lawrence Day.
On April 24, 1970, Ken Knudson got a call from a friend, Jim Koncevic. Koncevic explained that Keehan wanted to visit a rival dojo to settle a beef with a member. Knudson was still competing and training, so he took a pass, declaring a potential rumble “kids stuff.” One of those who was selected for this crew was Lawrence Day.
Most accounts agree that Keehan did call the rival Dojo earlier that evening. In an article published a year later in Official Karate, he claimed that he and his students had received death threats and that he’d planned to “level their entire instructor force.” To do it he called another friend, Michael Felkoff, and Koncevic; he described the latter in the article as an “animal as a fighter with a killer instinct.”
Felkoff said he was only called in to act as a mediator. Dante called him and said that that he had an invitation to go over to a rival martial arts school and fight it out with the head man. Felkoff wished him good luck. Dante replied by saying there was a problem, that the other master was going to bring 25-30 of his guys. He explained that because Felkoff was “known to them” even though he wasn’t a member of the BDFS and a lot of the guys didn’t like him, that he was nonetheless respected and that both sides would like someone to come along who could be an intermediary; to see that no one got drastically hurt, and they keep it off the streets when Dante and the head man mixed it up. Felkoff agreed.
When Keehan arrived at Koncevic’s dojo, he was dismayed to see that Koncevic had called in three of his younger students to join them. Still, he led the group to the rival school. Felkoff drove in his own vehicle at the appointed time. While he was parking across the street, Dante and his crew were just getting out of their car. By the time they reached the door, he had run across the street and caught up with them. He fell in line behind the last guy.
According to a Chicago Tribune article, Keehan broke down the front door and found six Green Dragons inside. Felkoff says that no one kicked the door in and no one kicked the door out. As was claimed later. “There was John and Jim Konsevic and two maybe three other guys that were walking in. I was the last one in.”
Dante knocks on the door displaying an Indiana Sheriff’s badge and tells them to “Open up, it’s the police.” Someone inside opened the door. Keehan had told the whole school that he was coming there to bust up the place. Someone from the school called the police when Dante arrived. Apparently the police thought it was a prank call.
Felkoff recalls that they were armed with Chinese weapons. Somebody, it’s unclear who, made the first move, and accounts disagree about what happened after that. According to Black Belt magazine one of Keehan’s men struck one of the defenders in the eye with a nunchaku, a Black Belt Times article says that Keehan himself attacked the instructor, lacerating his right eye badly enough that it required surgery at Belmont Community Hospital. Felkoff reported that a number of people attacked him with weapons.” And that didn’t work out too well for them." He said there were 30-35 people in the school, and more than half of them were running for the back door. It was a panic.
In every version of the story, Koncevic was ready to fight. According to the Tribune he struck one opponent from behind and began punching him. His adversary grabbed a sword off the wall and stabbed Koncevic while trying to block a blow.
“All I saw was Jim in a big pool of blood,” Felkoff says. “He was using his judo, trying to grab them, and he ended up getting stabbed forty-seven times.”
Keehan shouted for everybody to stop fighting or he’d call the cops. Koncevic had enough life left to yell at everyone to “get the fuck out.” He ran out the door and stumbled a few feet before falling. His three students had bolted and called the police. Dr. Day later said, “I left Chicago that night and never went back.”
When Felkoff ran out, the police cars were pulling up. He hears “Stop or I’ll shoot!” from one of the officers and he slowed right down. He saw Konsevic’s body outside now, in a pool of blood. Jim Koncevic, age 26, died on the sidewalk.
According to the Tribune, the man who stabbed him was arrested and charged with murder and was granted bond of $2,500, he was released on payment of $250, or 10 percent of the total bond. The judge said he ordered the low bond because circumstances indicated that he probably acted in self-defense.
Bond was set at $15,000 for John Keehan who was charged with aggravated battery, impersonating a police officer and criminal damage to property. Keehan, who said he had recently changed his name legally to Count Dante, had previously been placed on two year probation in 1965 after he was convicted of the attempted arson of another, different, rival karate school. All charges were eventually dropped but the event made Dante a pariah among martial artists.
In May 1975, at age 34 Keehan passed away unexpectedly. According to urban legend the death touch was allegedly administered to him over his flamboyant transgressions and associations regarding Black Dragon ties to the Chicago and Japanese Mafia. Nonetheless, as legend goes, with his death the invitation to fight in the Kumite went to another protégé of Senzo Tanaka and student of Count Dante, Frank Dux. That adventure became the basis of the 1988 cult classic martial arts film based on true events in the life of BDFS original member Frank Dux - Bloodsport.
Grandmaster Felkoff later served as acting president of the BDFS. He and Dr. Day presented Frank Dux with a trophy commemorating his victory in the Kumite in 1975. Dr. Felkoff passed away in 2016. Dr. Day went to the mountain in 2012, Year of the Dragon.
That year he hosted the first annual Gathering of Dragons in his hometown, Lexington KY. Reuniting many old friends and new comrades in the spirit of martial arts fellowship. This was our fifth such reunion, with banquet, tournament and seminars, celebrating the 50th anniversary of the founding of the Official Black Dragon Fighting Society in 1966 by John Keehan.
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I can't believe nobody has made a Napoleon Dynamite-type movie about this character yet. And frankly, it ain't no "DIM MAK DEATH TOUCH from some Eric Van Lustbader-esque Asian secret organized crime syndicate that hires medieval ninjas as hitmen in 1970's suburban America", any Beverly Hills Ninjas who revere him, he fucking died from a bleeding ulcer, plain and simple. Most likely because he had been so obssessed with living out his Walter Mitty dragon-clan assassin fantasies that he neglected to take care of his own health.
What a fucking riot... Oh and here is also a local newspaper article to boot.
Acetaminophen......... I need some right now...
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Another article about the deadliest man alive. Apparently he kept a lion cub at his dojo. Part owner of a chain adult bookstores. The DimMak was deadly but "Monkey Stealing a Peach" was scarier.
www.chicagoreader.com
The Life and Death of the Deadliest Man Alive
How a south-side Irish boy came to be Chicago's most notorious martial-arts master
Another article about the deadliest man alive. Apparently he kept a lion cub at his dojo. Part owner of a chain adult bookstores. The DimMak was deadly but "Monkey Stealing a Peach" was scarier.
The Life and Death of the Deadliest Man Alive
How a south-side Irish boy came to be Chicago's most notorious martial-arts master
This whole saga would have been a lot more funnier if nobody had actually died as a result of his stupid cult-like following that is more reminiscent of Kim Il Sung's "Juche" ideology or their brothers the Jonestown freakos. As a social psychology experiment, this guy was an absolute success in showing how the gullible elements of society and even those who are actually levelheaded can still be suckered into becoming footsoldiers for potentially destructive social movements. At best, those "Black Dragon Fighting Society" membership cards probably have led to A LOT of male virgins for life...
ETA: Hence the "chain adult bookstores"... I am sure it was not every day that the Ninja Knights of the Order of the Black Dragon rescues damsels in distress who will gladly pay back their heroic rescuers with kisses and a bit more, therefore they need another... outlet...
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Never mess with a fat man that can kick at head height.
