Knife vs. Gun
Driving back from a friend's house, I came across a random thought. A theoretical question that I could ask someone. How would you die if you had to choose between being stabbed or being shot? Such a thought broke off into many other thoughts and I pondered for a second. Then I realized that I would rather be stabbed. But some would argue that this is probably much more painful. While that may be true, I believe that a gunshot wound is nowhere near as honorable as having a machete stuck in your chest. Here is why..
Lets say that you're walking down a sidewalk. Minding your own business, when suddenly someone comes up to you and stabs you. Now, repeat the scenario in your head and picture that instead of someone coming up to you and stabbing you, a bullet comes out of nowhere and hits you in the head, resulting in your death. Now can you answer?
It's obvious to see which one is a more honorable death. The stabbing of course. Think about it, no matter what perspective you put it in, a knife is just much more honorable than being shot. When someone murders someone else with a knife, it's usually up close and personal with them. Having to get very close, grabbing the victim (because most people, unless they're mentally slow, would move away when someone is about to stab them), and driving that cold, sharp metal through them impacting skin, bone and muscle tissue as its jabbed into their body. Through this whole process, the stabber is feeling the weight of life of the person, or 'stabbee'. Now take a look at someone killing another person with a shotgun. BANG! dead..
Furthermore, take a look at the history of people being stabbed in battle. Think about the middle ages, where knights were chivalrous warriors who used their swords to fight bravely with loyalty, willing to die for greater good, and always treated women with grace and kindness. But nowadays, a hoe will be lucky if she don't get shanked fo' not puttin' out. The great samurai didn't go around with pistols papping each other's asses off. Back then, it meant something to die by the sword. Where at times it was actually honorable to be killed a warrior, and not by some idiot robbing a liquor store or a stray bullet that went through your window, followed by your cerebellum.
Perhaps I over-thought this one. I'm actually quite surprised with myself that I made this into a journal entry. But wait, another thought occurred to me just now. What if someone were to throw the knives?
Lets not go into that...
Lets say that you're walking down a sidewalk. Minding your own business, when suddenly someone comes up to you and stabs you. Now, repeat the scenario in your head and picture that instead of someone coming up to you and stabbing you, a bullet comes out of nowhere and hits you in the head, resulting in your death. Now can you answer?
It's obvious to see which one is a more honorable death. The stabbing of course. Think about it, no matter what perspective you put it in, a knife is just much more honorable than being shot. When someone murders someone else with a knife, it's usually up close and personal with them. Having to get very close, grabbing the victim (because most people, unless they're mentally slow, would move away when someone is about to stab them), and driving that cold, sharp metal through them impacting skin, bone and muscle tissue as its jabbed into their body. Through this whole process, the stabber is feeling the weight of life of the person, or 'stabbee'. Now take a look at someone killing another person with a shotgun. BANG! dead..
Furthermore, take a look at the history of people being stabbed in battle. Think about the middle ages, where knights were chivalrous warriors who used their swords to fight bravely with loyalty, willing to die for greater good, and always treated women with grace and kindness. But nowadays, a hoe will be lucky if she don't get shanked fo' not puttin' out. The great samurai didn't go around with pistols papping each other's asses off. Back then, it meant something to die by the sword. Where at times it was actually honorable to be killed a warrior, and not by some idiot robbing a liquor store or a stray bullet that went through your window, followed by your cerebellum.
Perhaps I over-thought this one. I'm actually quite surprised with myself that I made this into a journal entry. But wait, another thought occurred to me just now. What if someone were to throw the knives?
Lets not go into that...