"White Boy" rules of fighting

1) If you can avoid the fight, you must.* (see rule five)

2) Avoid fighting in highly public places.* (see rule five)

3) Don't argue or verbalize the conflict. Throw Punches not insults.

4) If you have to fight, it should last no longer than 5 seconds. Break an arm, shatter a knee, remove an ear   or an eye.* (see rule five)

5) Rules 1,2,4 DO NOT apply to sanctioned fights. Highly recommended that you fight at least to sanctioned fights a year. Without being tested you can't know what you are made of.

6) Don't fight two guys who's combined weight is three times your size, after riding 30 miles on the Interurban trail. (especially if your tires were flat for the first twelve miles). You might fracture the cartilage in your rib cage, in a fashion that is surgically unrepairable. (something about not being able to screw the pieces together and worried about creating a false joint)

7) Reasons you must fight: defense of one's self and family from a physical threat. You must fight in defense of those who can't defend themselves.

8) The only time fighting in defense of honor is permissible is when the honor belongs to a woman, and her honor was offended by a man.

9) You must fight at least a couple of times a year. There is no shortage of opportunities to fight in defense of someone or something who can't defend themselves.

Will keep adding rules as I learn them

Who am I

I identified some of countries or places where my ancestors were from in class on Thurs. but like Able, it is very wide ranging. It doesn't make me who I am, though. While I know where my family lineage lies, I don't know much about my family history. My great grandmother, told my grandfather's stepfather, he needed to get rid of this baby or she would leave. My grandfather was three years old. He grew up in an orphan home for the next ten years. At thirteen he ran away, eventually working as a lumberjack here western WA. I don't know anything more about my great grandmother than that. Sure, my grandfather's life shaped him into who he is, and his lessons have help shape me to who I am.
My Great grandmother, my grandmother, who eventually married the aforementioned grandfather, she was an orphan also. Her younger sister was adopted by a "well to do" family, who allowed my great grandmother to stay with them, but never adopted her. Again, beyond countries of origin, I know very little family history. Who am I? I think there are two levels we need to identify. First, the individual level. Our experience in life defines who we are on the individual level. The second level is human. If we continue to identify more closely with some sub classifications on some level in between individual and human, for example; Christian, Muslim; Jewish, American, Arab, Chinese, White Black, Indian, Native American, You get the point. but if we continue to put these other categories before the human level, we will never see change for the better.
That acceptance that we are all people, equal. We all deserve to be free from hunger and disease, We all deserve to feel safe in our homes. We must be as concerned with our human level as we are with individual level