These are the people who are (were) supposed to be our strongest NATO ally
/Oh, SNAP! Germany Has a New Way to Defend Yourself Against Machete-Wielding Migrants
Stephen Green, PJ Media:
Germany has a little problem with the totally grateful Muslim migrants that Berlin's elites have allowed into the country, where they show their gratitude by stabbing Germans. But don't worry because one German doctor has just the thing to deal with a knife attack, and no, it isn't stitches.
Before we get to that, the most recent case to make the news happened less than two weeks ago, when a Syrian "migrant" wounded 31 people, including two children, in an arson attack. He could also be seen carrying an impressive-looking machete.
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Call me old-fashioned, but the first thing I think of when confronted by a machete-wielding madman is how glad I am that my wife and I both have our concealed carry permits. Then I picture one or both of us going Full Indiana Jones on the madman.
But this is America, where we don't have a whole lot of extra time to waste trying to talk madmen out of their machetes or scimitars or whatever.
Firearms being largely verboten in Germany, one doctor has come up with a surefire way to defend yourself against bad guys with big knives, but it only works if you're a real hoopy frood who knows where your towel is.
Doctors in Germany are being trained to prevent stabbings from migrants using towel slapping techniques… pic.twitter.com/nm1FMh16T8
— Catch Up (@CatchUpFeed) October 8, 2024
The towel-snapping technique is 100% guaranteed to almost work, provided your attacker is a frightened woman with a fake knife who doesn't really want to cut you. Also, you have to carry a towel with you everywhere.
I'm having an impossible time remembering that these are the same people who once overran France in six weeks and made it all the way to the gates of Moscow before winter stopped them cold.
(More at the link; read the whole thing)
I’ll just add that my own towel fighting experience came during good-natured towel-snapping battles in the boys locker room at Eastern Junior High (remember when they had showers in our schools? Such an innocent time), and my knife-fighting resume is even thinner — okay, zero — but it looks to me that that instructor is leaving himself wide open for a knife thrust directly to his chest. Ow.