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maybe i'm older than most folks here then, because my highschool didn't have a zero tolerance policy. I also grew up in a really small podunk town of 3,000. I was bullied by alot of kids because of my height. After my freshman year of just dealing with it, the sophomore year got harder.....and a bit more physical. Taunting and name calling escalated to bumping, pushing, and alot of chest thumping antagonizing trying to provoke the first punch so the fist fight could occur. Well one day it did, and I guess that the jocks got a bit more than they were ready for. I wasn't some kick ass martial artist who ended up beating the basketball team, hell, I didn't even beat the guy that was starting it. But by throwing all caution to the wind and not caring that there were 2 teachers already in the gym, I let loose on him. It was enough to gain a bit of respect, in at least enough to stop the bullying. We didn't become best buds or anything, but I never had to deal with their bullying anymore. I learned then, that you stand up for yourself, no matter what and to hell with fighting fair. Most bullies only understand two things....fear and power.
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"no amount of force can control a free man, a man whose mind is free. No, not the rack, not fission bombs, not anything. You cannot conquer a free man; the most you can do is kill him."
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