Fight before Feud

It’s always words that hurt the most. But not all words hurt equally. Some of them merely sting for a bit. Others hurt for a considerable time. And very few words are able to stay with you for life.

That is why I prefer physical conflict instead of a heated feud. Physical pain will eventually either pass or stop. Either due to the seizing of the bodily functions or because you overcome your pain. You will either lick your wounds and come back stronger; or you will have to take your place “six feet under” and hope, that instead of your ugly mug they will have enough common decency to put a nice engraving on your tombstone (or maybe even a quote …) And hopefully it will be something more original than “death becomes him!”

When getting into a fight, you always have to accept three things (because if you don’t, you have already lost):

There will be pain – pain is good. Pain is your friend. Because as soon as you feel no pain, you can be fairly certain that the end is near (if not there already!)

Fight is the battle of “will” – the one who is willing to “tough it out” no matter what the consequences is the one who enters the battle with an “upper hand”. Body is nothing without mind. Fitness is nothing without decisiveness. First and foremost, one ought to be mentally prepared for what is going to follow. Only then will one be able to use ones mind to guide ones fitness.

Only one will emerge victorious – on the streets there are no points and no referees. There are winners and losers. There are those who get hurt. And there are those who bring on the pain.

Fights are always finite by their nature. At some point they all come to a certain end. And that is the beauty of them. They provide a final solution to a problem at hand. They do not drag it out. They give tangible results and therefore make it possible to come to a decisive conclusion about the end result of an issue at hand.

Some body wins. Somebody looses, That is the gist of it. Sometimes the win is glorious. Sometimes it is not so glorious. Fights can be honourable or not. But there is always an end results. Even to a not so honourable fight.

But words are not fights. Words leat to disputes. Disputes lead to controversy. Controversy leads to more words. And before you know it, you find yourself in an endless cycle of useless waste of words which will lead nowhere near the finite end to the issue at hand.

More heated the exchange, the more you wish for it to turn into a fight. Then you can at least stop pulling punches and bring on some real pain. Because the nastiest thing about any quarrel that rises to the level of a feud, is in the waiting for a possibility to physically engage your opponent.

Unlike raw use of brutal force, feuds tend to take longer to escalate. Underneath the words, there are tensions ready to escalate. But without that escalation, heated exchange of words leads to prolonged (and painful) suffering on both sides of the disagreement.

Sadly, feuds tend to bring about not only pain but also a certain gain. It takes some adjusting, but over the course of time, one can become more resilient and therefore resistant to the pain words cause. It is not that the pain goes away. Its more like it fades into background. It becomes part of ones being. An inner armour, less susceptible to being penetrated; rather getting dents and scratches all over it. It does not stop the bleeding completely, but at least it minimizes it.

When presented with a choice, I will always take a fight over a feud. But it is not always a choice. There are many of them ut there, who are more than happy to run their mouths. But there are very few of them out there, who are willing to put their money where their mouth is.