Quote of the Week: Roy Larner
“F%ck you, I’m Millwall!”
From Roy Larner, London attack victim, and what he yelled to the killers who burst into the restaurant shouting “Islam, Islam” and “This is for Allah”. Instead of running he went at them and fought all three of them. Larner lived, though he was hospitalized for 8 stab wounds. Millwall is a local soccer club and now Larner is called “The Lion of London Bridge”, a reference to Millwall Football Club’s nickname the Lions.
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Editor’s note; THIS IS MY FAVORITE QUOTE OF ALL TIME!!! And this dude is my hero.
If ever there was a case for knighthood…!
I would have expected no less of a working class Brit, though I was just telling my wife yesterday that I am deeply disappointed in EVERY OTHER (probably middle class) TWIT IN THAT PUB, who RAN AWAY, rather than help the poor guy out. His own countrymen left him alone to fight off three armed nutjobs, when they could have run toward him with – i don’t know – bottles, glasses, chairs tables – and killed all of them.
The best fighters in the world used to be the Brits (including the Aussies, Kiwis, and Canadians), the Germans, the Japanese, the Koreans, and the Americans. If you got into a fight, whether in a bar, or in Europe, if one of those groups was with you, you knew they’d fight hard. Now we’ve eliminated the Germans’ and the Japanese fighting spirit, only the North Koreans have any nuts left, and it looks like your average Brit will run away from a fight (we all know that the average American will fight with two fists, so long as he’s got a turkey drumstick in each one).
Frankly, I’m depressed. Aside from the NKs, only the small subsection of Americans and Brits who’ve volunteered for the military seem to be able to fight anymore, with everyone else begging to be saved by someone big and strong (did you see the Brits stampeding from the scene with their hands on their heads, though nobody had told them to assume that position?), the same way they beg for free healthcare.
I worry that we’re very close to being unable to defend ourselves in the event of a war against a real enemy, such as China.
Yeah, like scores of people in that Orlando nightclub waiting to be slaughtered, instead of throwing liquor bottles at the murderer. You’re right, depressing.
Exactly. You can make an argument for running like hell from a guy with a gun, because he can get you from a good distance, but hundreds of people against a few guys with knives, when there are a variety of objects available? You’ve got a longer reach with a chair, a table, or a bottle you can throw than any guy has with a knife (except maybe John Wayne). and even against a gun, since bullets run faster than you do, the logic favors rushing him, preferably while throwing things at his face. Maybe I’m biased, having not run away from gunfire in the past (though I have not been in any of these exact situations), but, c’mon people, it’s like nobody has any personal pride anymore.
You forgot the Scots (well, I guess they would be included in the British, but don’t tell them that) and the Irish.
Perry, Britain, by definition, includes England, Scotland, and Wales, and de facto includes a little piece of Ireland (whether it should include any of Ireland at all is a separate discussion).
When I said Brits, I meant everyone from the British Isles, even the Irish who have fought to get out of the UK, and the Scots who are about to vote their way out – all of them have traditionally been happier to fight than back down, and even their upper classes have historically been willing to walk straight into artillery or machine gun fire.
These idiots should try that knife crap in a Scots-Irish town in the Appalachians and see how far they get.
To quote a great Scotsman from The Untouchables
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Outstanding!