The fine art of self-defense

In which a woman reminisces about how her (former Marine) father taught her to stand up to some bullies when she was six years old:

My Mother balked at this idea. She didn’t think little girls should be fighting. Little girls were supposed to have tea parties and then play dress up. Fighting was for little boys.

“What if someday a vicious serial killer kidnaps her?” my Father asked, “Do you want her to die weeping and begging for her life? Or would you rather she have the courage to wrench the knife from the killer’s hand and stab him in the throat?”

He paused, mid tirade, and said to me, “If that ever happens, V, stab and twist. Stab and twist.”

I wish all my girls were six years old again so I could teach them the phrase, “I’ll eat your eyes!” Hat tip to The Consumerist. ..bruce..