...14 hrs later...
At this point, I'm feeling a bit "sobered" by the realization of what I learned. Over the years, I've seen several pictures of autopsies, prison knife victims & ER knife cases that brings home the brutal reality of being on the wrong side of the blade. This was one of the reasons for my interest in pursuing knife skills.
However, being the "feeder" & causing the amount of carnage I've seen is another matter altogether. Firearms training is important but killing/maiming someone @ 10-20 feet is a lot different than doing so skin-to-skin. I suspect that if you shoot someone, their body fluids & pieces will be blown away from you while in a knife encounter, their arterial blood, any blood propelled by an exhale (from mouth or throat) and/or intestines that spill out will be on you.
Although everybody @ the seminar had a good time, I can't help but think that there may have been some that went through the drills as if they were playing 3 Musketeers.
That's why I'm in a bit of a funk this morning. The only thing I can tell myself is, "better them than me (or my loved ones)". I hope that I never have to cut anyone.