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QUOTE(darph @ Oct 28 2008, 11:47 AM) 
If you have not read the thread over at bullshido on sensei jerry
, grab a bowl of popcorn and sit back to be astonished, amazed and disturbed at what you read. One brave fellow went and sat in on a class or two and relayed first hand what this crazy sob is up to. It is truly amazing he was left alive with all the trained ninjas sensei jerry has oncall.
yeah, this makes a lot of sense:
I wonder about the sanity of people all the time, and this just makes me sick.
I wonder about the sanity of people all the time, and this just makes me sick.QUOTE(ozarkdt @ Oct 28 2008, 03:22 PM)
If you have not read the thread over at bullshido on sensei jerry , grab a bowl of popcorn and sit back to be astonished, amazed and disturbed at what you read. One brave fellow went and sat in on a class or two and relayed first hand what this crazy sob is up to. It is truly amazing he was left alive with all the trained ninjas sensei jerry has oncall.
can you post a link?
, grab a bowl of popcorn and sit back to be astonished, amazed and disturbed at what you read. One brave fellow went and sat in on a class or two and relayed first hand what this crazy sob is up to. It is truly amazing he was left alive with all the trained ninjas sensei jerry has oncall.QUOTE(darph @ Oct 28 2008, 09:47 AM)
In the words of Melvin Udall, "Sell crazy somewhere else, we're all stocked up here."
Aikijiujitsukungfu...... Nomen est omen !
Mc Dojo nr 1254?
Mc Dojo nr 1254?
QUOTE(ozarkdt @ Oct 28 2008, 04:22 PM)
If you have not read the thread over at bullshido on sensei jerry
Holy cow, I read the whole thread.
AMAZING.
QUOTE(sandanju @ Oct 31 2008, 11:15 PM)
Aikijiujitsukungfu...... Nomen est omen !
Mc Dojo nr 1254?
Mc Dojo nr 1254?
Names like that are a sure warning sign... Like the last Roman Emperor in the West: Romulus Augustus...
This idiot came to our Dojo when we first opened. Because we were offering a Aikijudo program for kids.
Total Nut Job!
Train Hard, Stay Safe,
Good Luck
Total Nut Job!
Train Hard, Stay Safe,
Good Luck
CRAP
That reminds me of Joe Son and Kimo in the old days of UFC minus the cross of course.
The teacher may be a whack job but imagine the students
It is funny how "aikijujitsu" seems to attract so many charlatans and crazies. My BJJ instructor received a hand written letter from a "Aikijujitsu master" that says he has been promoted to 5th dan in "aikijujitsu." My instructor was wtf, I do not know this person!
Strange...
The teacher may be a whack job but imagine the students
It is funny how "aikijujitsu" seems to attract so many charlatans and crazies. My BJJ instructor received a hand written letter from a "Aikijujitsu master" that says he has been promoted to 5th dan in "aikijujitsu." My instructor was wtf, I do not know this person!
Strange...
QUOTE(rubberchickenjudo576 @ Oct 28 2008, 01:31 PM)
yeah, this makes a lot of sense:I wonder about the sanity of people all the time, and this just makes me sick.can you post a link?
I wonder about the sanity of people all the time, and this just makes me sick.can you post a link?
Here is a Bullshido post by RaiNnyX4 that is very crazy...
"Ok, so I asked my friend last night to write up an account of his visit to "Sensei Jerry" and his dojo. Here's what he wrote.
About a year and a half ago myself and three friends saw an advertisement on a supermarket bulletin board for a "Kung Fu Circus". Knowing this sounded patently ridiculous but also knowing it promised to be a potentially absurd experience, we headed there one Sunday night. What we witnessed has stayed with me ever since. None of us are martial artists by any means, but we can tell insanity when we see it.
Enter Sensei Jerry. "Class" began with a recap of the most recent "hunt" that took place in Connecticut. Those who had somehow performed in an unsatisfactory manner were punished...with swirlies. I kid you not. Four other members of the group picked them up, carried them to the bathroom, and did the deed. The Sensei then congratulated everyone on a job well done, and began espousing the benefits that come with training - being able to disguise oneself in any situation (for example, the Port Jefferson Fairy), stretching out one's "meridian system" (according to Sensei Jerry, computers and TV were a government plot to lower life expectancy and the only way to combat this was with the "good fear"). Then, it was time for class to begin. What followed can only be described as: absolutely kissing insane.
The class broke off into random sparring sessions, and in the middle of it was Sensei Jerry. We soon found out what he meant by the "good fear". Jerry would occasionally pick out someone to chase down with a random weapon of his choice. It would be anything - a rake, a whiffle ball bat, a paddle, a meathook - it was all fair game. Sometimes he would size someone up with throwing knives or ninja stars and they would have to successfully dodge his throws. Jerry seemed to get a lot of enjoyment out of the experience. At one point he was paddling one of the female students on her rear, but took a break from chasing her down to look at us with a maniacal glint in his eyes and exclaim "I love smacking that ass!". Now and then he would stop by to ask if we were enjoying ourselves or if we wanted to join in. We politely declined to jump into the fray but indicated that we were enjoying the experience, although I'm unsure if he picked up the mix of shock, horror, amusement, and bewilderment we had at the moment. Class continued in this vein for most of the rest of the night.
Finally, Jerry called a break in the action to talk to his class one more time. He had reserved particular praise for one student who was, very oddly, wearing a ninja mask the entire evening. Apparently he had come a long way since he had first started training and had earned Jerry's respect. He spoke about several individuals - some had been attending for years and years, one older gentleman had even been "near death" before entering the academy, Jerry claimed, but was now full of vim and vigor.
The class ended and we made our way home with a story to tell, but not before Jerry handed us small pamphlets with a self-help quiz to find out if we too needed his services. I wish I still had mine, but it contained a lot of the same catchphrases you'll find on his website now. The best way to describe the whole experience was "remarkable" and we spent an hour talking about it over coffee afterwards. RaiNnyX4 was rather amused when I told him about our adventure (as I expected he would be) and was even more amused to see that this group had finally caught the attention of Bullshido, as was I. I hope you all get a chance to see Jerry and his crew first hand, it's really something to behold."
"Ok, so I asked my friend last night to write up an account of his visit to "Sensei Jerry" and his dojo. Here's what he wrote.
About a year and a half ago myself and three friends saw an advertisement on a supermarket bulletin board for a "Kung Fu Circus". Knowing this sounded patently ridiculous but also knowing it promised to be a potentially absurd experience, we headed there one Sunday night. What we witnessed has stayed with me ever since. None of us are martial artists by any means, but we can tell insanity when we see it.
Enter Sensei Jerry. "Class" began with a recap of the most recent "hunt" that took place in Connecticut. Those who had somehow performed in an unsatisfactory manner were punished...with swirlies. I kid you not. Four other members of the group picked them up, carried them to the bathroom, and did the deed. The Sensei then congratulated everyone on a job well done, and began espousing the benefits that come with training - being able to disguise oneself in any situation (for example, the Port Jefferson Fairy), stretching out one's "meridian system" (according to Sensei Jerry, computers and TV were a government plot to lower life expectancy and the only way to combat this was with the "good fear"). Then, it was time for class to begin. What followed can only be described as: absolutely kissing insane.
The class broke off into random sparring sessions, and in the middle of it was Sensei Jerry. We soon found out what he meant by the "good fear". Jerry would occasionally pick out someone to chase down with a random weapon of his choice. It would be anything - a rake, a whiffle ball bat, a paddle, a meathook - it was all fair game. Sometimes he would size someone up with throwing knives or ninja stars and they would have to successfully dodge his throws. Jerry seemed to get a lot of enjoyment out of the experience. At one point he was paddling one of the female students on her rear, but took a break from chasing her down to look at us with a maniacal glint in his eyes and exclaim "I love smacking that ass!". Now and then he would stop by to ask if we were enjoying ourselves or if we wanted to join in. We politely declined to jump into the fray but indicated that we were enjoying the experience, although I'm unsure if he picked up the mix of shock, horror, amusement, and bewilderment we had at the moment. Class continued in this vein for most of the rest of the night.
Finally, Jerry called a break in the action to talk to his class one more time. He had reserved particular praise for one student who was, very oddly, wearing a ninja mask the entire evening. Apparently he had come a long way since he had first started training and had earned Jerry's respect. He spoke about several individuals - some had been attending for years and years, one older gentleman had even been "near death" before entering the academy, Jerry claimed, but was now full of vim and vigor.
The class ended and we made our way home with a story to tell, but not before Jerry handed us small pamphlets with a self-help quiz to find out if we too needed his services. I wish I still had mine, but it contained a lot of the same catchphrases you'll find on his website now. The best way to describe the whole experience was "remarkable" and we spent an hour talking about it over coffee afterwards. RaiNnyX4 was rather amused when I told him about our adventure (as I expected he would be) and was even more amused to see that this group had finally caught the attention of Bullshido, as was I. I hope you all get a chance to see Jerry and his crew first hand, it's really something to behold."
Somewhere in that Bullshido thread, it mentions that he is a Vietnam veteran. I sent the link to a friend of mine back in Illinois who is in his 60's, going up for shodan in Shuri-Ryu karate, and is a Vietnam veteran. Not only was he as appalled as I was, but he proceeded to explain that this guy is obviously suffering from severe trauma from the war, and he is training his students for Vietnam, and preparing them for what they would encounter if they were to be captured by the Viet Cong. Scary stuff, and I definitely will NOT be visiting this place, should I ever find myself in the area--I have no need to prepare for that, and I am most certainly NOT a masochist, so I'll stick to karate and judo and leave Aiki Jiujitsu Kung Fu to the nutjobs.
from the bullshido thread:
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He asked, so I told him, that I train and fight MMA. He told me that that was good but not really street oriented like they were, what about eye gouges and biting?
Oh yeah and BJJ is a deriviative of Snake style Kung Fu. Before judo and Fusen ryu helped make BJJ there was Snake Style.
Oh yeah and BJJ is a deriviative of Snake style Kung Fu. Before judo and Fusen ryu helped make BJJ there was Snake Style.
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