When a practitioner trains to the level HE believes makes him an expert and when his sensei doesn't see his "true talent", he can only assume that he knows better than the dried-up sensei "teaching the MA equivalent of the horse-&-buggy".

So this new black belt (& sometimes brown belt) goes forth into the world w/ some certificates he had printed, a dozen trophys and several "war stories" of "the old days" and opens a studio in a strip mall.

To the average western student, any studio w/ a few well-placed dragon posters, Chinese calligraphy and maybe even a picture of Bruce Lee spells authenticity.

Thanks to the internet, the new "master" can get a few ground-fighting techniques, tae kwon do kicks & Muay Thai knee & elbow techniques to round out his awesome new style.

Now get a bunch of these "masters" & "grand-masters" together in an open tournament, where they all pat each other on the back, bolster each others' egos and show off the number of stripes on their ratty, extra-wide black (substitute red, gold or multi-color) belts.

Return w/ them to the studio & display, in a prominent window location, the garish 6-foot trophy won by the 7-year old black belt for musical sword forms.

That's what you escaped from. Congrats!


Edited by hedkikr (01/21/12 12:13 AM)
Ed Ichihara Smith - Shukokai