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Option 1 - martial arts....long-time student of them, though it bummed me out that I finally had to use them for real (happy, though, that it worked...everything just happened). This was against an unarmed assailant, who also once trained in a martial art and in boxing. It was outide, in pitch dark, in an extremely restricted area on uneven ground - illustrated perfectly that you cannot chosse where you'll need to fight. I could hardly see the SOB.
Actually striking him for real, with kicks and punches (especially punches to the head) was disturbing, but I knew I had to do it - I was motivated solely by a strong knowledge that if I relented in my counterattacks he was going to hurt me big time, and I was not thrilled about that. So I kept at him until he went down - after his initial kick, that I absorbed by moving quickly back as he threw it, I had him...none of his punches landed on my body or head whereas most of mine targeted his head area. A flurry of action over in seconds, very unlike the movies. I suspect that the biggest barrier to effective empty-hand self-defense is the aversion most of us have to actually striking another person for real - I suspect that it's worse for women, who're typically instilled with anything but a roughhousing or fighting ethic as kids - but you'd better get over it or they will make you hurt, or worse. That's where martial arts training can help. I've posted stuff about martial arts before - search function doesn't work too well for me but, if you're interested in a self-defense program (as opposed to or in addition to longer-term study of a martial art) that I think sounds really great, there's a thing called Model Mugging that will sort you out. Do a Google search if you can't find my original post on these guys.
I've also pulled option #4 many times - running or, at least walking expeditiously away or otherwise escpaing the arena. Running is the ultimate martial art. Far more elegant and safe (potential shin splints aside, I guess) a solution than staying to slog it out. I most recently adopted this strategy in avoiding an armed man who wanted to kill me (yes, it's been that kind of year for me, actually) - he had to find me first, the f***er, and he didn't. I was armed (albeit a few notches down on the lethal-weapon scale) but not looking forward to going against what he was toting. I could have been stupid and sought confrontation - the ultimate test of my skills, right? - but that's also known as stupid. I faced the same dilemma years ago, when I escaped the scene around a knife-wielding man but almost went back because I was (i) mad as hell and wanted to beat the crap out of him and (ii) part of me, a perverted part, wanted to know if I could pull out a real, effective, empty-hand knife defense. Totally insane nagging thoughts, both of them, but they were there. Common sense prevailed, thank goodness.
One of these days I should probably learn how to use firearms - as long as the United States of America insists on allowing its citizens to pack heat (and I hereby send a hearty f***-you out to anyone here who actually thinks this is inherently a good idea, leaving aside all issues of alleged constitutional 'rights') I may as well know how to use the things, even if I never own one.
I wouldn't recommend option #5 as a matter of course. Too many sickos in this sick society these days are not deterred by any notion of compassion that might be incited by an opponent who's cowering and blubbering in fear. That they're likely as not armed with firearms, that allow any unskilled moron to easily take a life, doesn't help.
Work within your physiological and other limits to ensure that you are, physically, able to escape a potentially violent encounter - this includes mental training (be alert, my friends!), engage in martial arts training (self-defense being the tip of the iceberg there...and there's pretty much a system for everyone), and maybe buy and learn how to use a firearm if you really feel you have to and aren't likely to ever use it to reinforce a vociferously-argued point with your significant other. In all of these, being alert and aware of your surroundings and of potential threat (almost ever-present, but let's not get paranoid) will go the furthest in saving your bootie.
Like the Sergeant dude used to say on Hill Street Blues, let's be careful out there, people.
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