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    #1
    I have a few stories on handling bullies but are not creative or that capture the imagination. Regardless, this story caught my eye. So I will start with this tale of tutoring a bully. Anyone else have a good story on teaching turds a lesson? Post it here.

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    Dad shaves daughter’s head after she bullies girl with cancer and pulls off her wig

    A furious dad has shaved his 16-year-old daughter’s head to teach her a lesson after she bullied a girl battling cancer and pulled off her wig.
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    I heard one tonight in class. A kid was getting bullied at school and started taking muay tai classes in our gym. He, apparently got pretty good. Instead of turning his aggression outward against the bully, he entered a local muay tai competition and won.

    A lot of bullies have insecurity issues that they turn outward on others. When you know you can kick someone’s ass up and down the halls, you (usually) don’t feel the need to do it…
     
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    Used to be those who would/could stand up for the bullied handled most of these problems.
    Fathers taught their sons this.
    Then the self righteous fucking idiots decided that the policy of "zero tolerance" was the fix.
    Now those who were in the right would be treated like the perpetrator.
    As the perp never cared about reprisal guess how this went...


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    Rthur said:
    Used to be those who would/could stand up for the bullied handled most of these problems.
    Fathers taught their sons this.
    Then the self righteous fucking idiots decided that the policy of "zero tolerance" was the fix.
    Now those who were in the right would be treated like the perpetrator.
    As the perp never cared about reprisal guess how this went...


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    Agree. The status quo is about empowering the bad and neutering the good. Then tricking the weak minded into thinking the government needs new laws and new powers and stiffer penalties to protect them.
     
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    7th grade, so '78-79 time frame. I had a pair of them, pretty much always together. Went on for a couple months until 1 day I'd had enough.

    I got 1 of them in history class when the teacher went to have a smoke. He walked past me going to the pencil sharpener, I got up with a roll of pennies in my fist and blasted him in the back of the head. Pennies exploded all over the room, bully #1 went down face first and stayed there for about 30 seconds, I sat back down. Nobody said a word.

    After that class. I caught the other one in the hall, shoved him face-first into his locker, and proceeded to beat the shit out of him. Broke his nose and loosened a few teeth. Finally got dragged off him by a teacher. Got suspended for 2 days for that one. Would have been 5 days, but I admitted to starting the fight so the principal took it easy on me.

    Never had a lick of trouble from either of them all the way thru HS. After a couple years, they stopped going the other way whenever they saw me. I wouldn't say things were ever friendly, but at least civil.

    So yes, I'd say the old adage of bash them in the nose is the correct answer.
     
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    Had an overgrown white kid in my freshman class who would slap and kick people. He dragged me out of my chair and tossed me on the floor in front of the class. Then he sat next to me and asked me what I was going to do about it while his friends smirked and the teacher did nothing.

    In about the blink of an eye I buried my freshly sharpened #2 pencil in his thigh to the bone. The stupid look on his face was priceless. He was planning a career in high-school basketball. The pencil was looking uncomfortable when that prick teacher hauled him away.

    They called me to the office to tell me what a great student athlete he was and how much I endangered his future. Yeah he started it but I shouldn't have done that. I promised them the next one goes in an eyeball if he bothers me again. Zero trouble after that first pencil.
     
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    Docsherm said:
    I have found the best way to deal with a Bully is to not be a pussy............. They only go after the weak....... so don't be weak.


    The reason that the US is so fucked up right now is that we do not have enough people "correcting" the retards in society.
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    Truth! Really, all you have to do is stand up for yourself, even if you leave with a bloody nose. It stops after that, respect is gained. It'll pretty much work in any setting, workplace, streets, relatives, friends. Hold your head up! It's easy to lean on someone that doesn't push back. When people push back, it ruins a bully's easy target. Hell, if your kid is weak or afraid to fight, just tell them to scream at the top of their lungs anytime they feel bullied.
     
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    The way to deal with a bully? Beat the bully out of him. My younger brother caught two kids that kept cutting through our yard once. He confronted them and the jumped him. I was 13 at the time. When I looked out and saw the bigger one sitting on my brother and the other kicking him I jumped in. Tackled the bigger one off my brother and figured since he was bigger than me that I was fixing to get my a$$ handed to me. Didn’t work that way. I was putting a beatdown on him and turned to make sure my little brother was ok. He was sitting on the other kid slamming his head into the ground and mom was running screaming toward us. Guess she figured her two little darlings were going to go to prison for murder. Never had trouble out of those two after that.
     
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    Rthur said:
    Used to be those who would/could stand up for the bullied handled most of these problems.
    Fathers taught their sons this.
    Then the self righteous fucking idiots decided that the policy of "zero tolerance" was the fix.
    Now those who were in the right would be treated like the perpetrator.
    As the perp never cared about reprisal guess how this went...


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    mi650 said:
    7th grade, so '78-79 time frame. I had a pair of them, pretty much always together. Went on for a couple months until 1 day I'd had enough.

    I got 1 of them in history class when the teacher went to have a smoke. He walked past me going to the pencil sharpener, I got up with a roll of pennies in my fist and blasted him in the back of the head. Pennies exploded all over the room, bully #1 went down face first and stayed there for about 30 seconds, I sat back down. Nobody said a word.

    After that class. I caught the other one in the hall, shoved him face-first into his locker, and proceeded to beat the shit out of him. Broke his nose and loosened a few teeth. Finally got dragged off him by a teacher. Got suspended for 2 days for that one. Would have been 5 days, but I admitted to starting the fight so the principal took it easy on me.

    Never had a lick of trouble from either of them all the way thru HS. After a couple years, they stopped going the other way whenever they saw me. I wouldn't say things were ever friendly, but at least civil.

    So yes, I'd say the old adage of bash them in the nose is the correct answer.
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    lonegunman762x51 said:
    Had an overgrown white kid in my freshman class who would slap and kick people. He dragged me out of my chair and tossed me on the floor in front of the class. Then he sat next to me and asked me what I was going to do about it while his friends smirked and the teacher did nothing.

    In about the blink of an eye I buried my freshly sharpened #2 pencil in his thigh to the bone. The stupid look on his face was priceless. He was planning a career in high-school basketball. The pencil was looking uncomfortable when that prick teacher hauled him away.

    They called me to the office to tell me what a great student athlete he was and how much I endangered his future. Yeah he started it but I shouldn't have done that. I promised them the next one goes in an eyeball if he bothers me again. Zero trouble after that first pencil.
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    I will make this story short. I almost killed a guy who sucker punched me. Got him in a chokehold.

    The chokeholds really work! He went limp and I would not let go. This was my senior year of high school and both of us were over 18.

    Anyway when everyone else saw him go limp, face turning red, chest heaving and me tightening my arms around his throat and legs around his waist like I was a wannabe anaconda they stopped cheering.

    A couple of girls begged me to let him go and said that I was killing him.

    I replied, "he's a dead man!" Looking back, that was probably the wrong thing to say. Had he died, everything I said could and would have been used against me.

    None of the other students, even the big ones did anything to help him cause they probably didn't like him either. They just watched me strangle the shit out of him cause they wanted to watch someone die.*

    *Note: I read Vassily Zaitzev's book. The first German he killed was in hand-to-hand combat. He got the German in a chokehold. The German shit his pants. So maybe it was a good thing I didn't kill him because I would not have wanted to get shit on me.

    A teacher came over to us that I knew could control everything. He asked me to let him go and we went to the Principal's office.

    Principal Do-Nothing told us to shake hands and make up. I let out with every four letter word at Mr. Do-Nothing that I could think of.

    He threatened to expel me. I asked him how he'd like to face the school board for punishing someone who was defending himself and told him to kiss my ass. Then I knocked his name plate across the desk in his lap. Bidding him farewell, I showed him the middle finger, signifying mutual admiration, esteem and good luck wishes the way the Hawaiians do.

    Sorry for the rant but I really did mean to keep it short. Bullies will keep acting like bullies because they don't care about expulsion. It's time the victims stop caring about expulsion as well.
     
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    And you learned something I realized a year or two before you. Most management types are raging cowards and side with the bully more often than not. If the bully is well connected, a coaches kid or a Biden they walk nearly every time.

    I changed my tactics after that pencil and opted for maximum response. They understood that pretty quickly. Fuck all school principles, a more useless group of cunts does not exist.
     
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    Pretty young and about 5 and this older kid down the street kept bullying me. Finally got tired of it and busted a broom handle over his head opening up a cut which resulted in a trip to the emergency room for stitches. Got me in quite a bit of trouble but was never bothered by him again and never regretted doing so.
     
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    During high school I had a rich kid that used to talk a lot of shit about me and to me. I was fat but more like dad bod fat. To him and his friends they made me sound like I was 400 pounds. I wrestled at 189 pound class and was 6'3" tall. So not exactly morbidly obese. I was the poor kid at this school. One of a few as this school mostly had kids from affluent areas nearby. Gated communities and the like. I was not one of those kids.

    Anyways I used to never let it bother me. I knew I could wreck him at any time I wanted to. For some reason this one day in auto shop he was sitting on the decklid of his BMW running his mouth and all his friends were chiming in and saying all sorts of shit. I don't even remember exactly what he/they said that pushed my buttons, but I walked up and grabbed him by his ankles and drug him off the car in one swift motion. He smashed his head on the way down on the decklid and bumper. His ass was on the pavement and hunched forward holding his head. I pushed him up against his car and cocked my arm ready to smash his face and stopped myself. The look on his face of total shock and fear was worth it. I stood up and walked away.

    Nobody said a word. Shop teacher loved me and hated him. He didn't say anything and turned his back like he didn't see it. He never talked shit after that. His friends stopped also. They just stayed away from me until they graduated and I have never seen them again.
     
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    You guys are going to get a kick out of one of my stories about bullies.

    We moved to another state and it was the first day of school after the Christmas break at the junior high with me starting 7th grade.

    Teacher comes in momentarily and announces to the class to rearrange the desks in an orderly manner and to pick a desk and sit down, then leaves. I pick a seat at the back of the class. A very LARGE Amish girl, if you know what I mean, comes and loudly commands me to get out of my seat because she's sitting there. The whole class is watching now, mind you, so of course I said NO I'm sitting here. She slaps me hard and me not knowing exactly how to handle the situation I say to her as she's walking away "oh big women". Well she turns around comes over and punches me. I've never done this before or since but I totally lost it, like really bad, and got up swinging, beating the crap out of her up against the brick wall until the teacher came back in and grabbed me.

    Recapping - I'm in a fight within a couple minutes of entering the school, and within 5 minutes I'm being escorted to the principles office. I round the corner and it turns out the principle is black man. I'm thinking to myself Wow my ass is grass! Long story short the girl is the one that got the worse punishment because she had a history of being a bully. I was put into another class room for the rest of the year so rarely saw her.

    However I found out later that day that her brothers were the schools most popular athletes. These were adult sized kids. I literally ran home from school rather than taking the bus home. I think those brothers knew how their sister was so they never got me though they could have. Later in the year a group of the amish sat behind me during an assembly and would hit me in the head with a ruler so there was some retribution.

    Around 15 years later I was at the DMV waiting my turn sitting there reading something. "We" both looked up at the same time and it took us both a couple seconds to realize who the other person was and it occurred to each of us at the exact same time as the memory flooded back in. It's her - It's him! We gave each other a funny grin then ignored each other, lol.
    Turned out she was a cop, and a BIG one at that, like about 6' tall and 250 pounds. I was 5'7" and 145 pounds. Don't think I could of took her this time, LOL. :unsure: :p
     
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    All these stories of kicking the shit out of someone bullying us are great. Effective. Makes us all feel good. Somehow, I think not relevant. Like some here, I grew up in the early 80’s, different world, different times. Problem with a bully or someone stealing your lunch out of your locker, fisticuffs! Problem solved. No police, no assault charge, no lawyers, no lawsuits, just plain fisticuffs, and maybe an ass whooping from the principal. The “teasing” “bullying” took place in home room, or between classes while at the school. When school was over, we got on the bus and went home. If it was a weekend we didn’t hear or see the assholes until Monday, and we had a reprieve. 1980’s life! Hell yea!

    Fast forward to today….Tommy gets called a fag because he has decided he wants to be a girl and not a boy. Uhhhhhh none of that shit when I went to school in the 80’s. Problem one…..trans kids are encouraged…..right or wrong….is what it is. So…Tommy takes his skateboard and swipes it across bully Joes kisser for calling him a fag. Bully Joe looses two teeth and has a broken eye socket. School says OH SHIT! This ain’t gonna be good. School resource officer, when did that shit start? come down and now Tommy has charges pending for assault. Bully Joe has parents who live in the million $$$$ home in the good section of town, and they demand justice. Bully Joe is a “ good” kid and didn’t deserve the skateboard method. Parents of bully Joe sue the ever loving shit outta Tommy, his parents, the school, the teachers, the county the school is located, and probably Trump cause somehow he is to blame also.

    Tommy was getting “bullied” daily, hourly, minute by minute by something that did not exist in the 60’s,70’s, 80’s…..the internet. Constant. Continually. Brutally. Photos,memes,all his friends getting shamed for hanging out with him. Snapchat,Facebook, instagram, twitter. All these fucking worthless social media sites that the kids in that high school used to torment the shit out of Tommy.

    One day Tommy decides he’s had enough. Better to die than to live in his world of shit. Goes out behind his house puts the 12ga in his mouth and lets it rip.

    Maybe we are raising weak kids, I don’t know. Maybe the world is different? But dudes, let me say this. We are walking in the darkness. The darkness does not like the light. The darkness is happy. The darkness is taking over our entire country and lives.

    How sad that young people take their own lives because of darkness and lack of love.
     
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    JM4590 said:
    All these stories of kicking the shit out of someone bullying us are great. Effective. Makes us all feel good. Somehow, I think not relevant. Like some here, I grew up in the early 80’s, different world, different times. Problem with a bully or someone stealing your lunch out of your locker, fisticuffs! Problem solved. No police, no assault charge, no lawyers, no lawsuits, just plain fisticuffs, and maybe an ass whooping from the principal. The “teasing” “bullying” took place in home room, or between classes while at the school. When school was over, we got on the bus and went home. If it was a weekend we didn’t hear or see the assholes until Monday, and we had a reprieve. 1980’s life! Hell yea!

    Fast forward to today….Tommy gets called a fag because he has decided he wants to be a girl and not a boy. Uhhhhhh none of that shit when I went to school in the 80’s. Problem one…..trans kids are encouraged…..right or wrong….is what it is. So…Tommy takes his skateboard and swipes it across bully Joes kisser for calling him a fag. Bully Joe looses two teeth and has a broken eye socket. School says OH SHIT! This ain’t gonna be good. School resource officer, when did that shit start? come down and now Tommy has charges pending for assault. Bully Joe has parents who live in the million $$$$ home in the good section of town, and they demand justice. Bully Joe is a “ good” kid and didn’t deserve the skateboard method. Parents of bully Joe sue the ever loving shit outta Tommy, his parents, the school, the teachers, the county the school is located, and probably Trump cause somehow he is to blame also.

    Tommy was getting “bullied” daily, hourly, minute by minute by something that did not exist in the 60’s,70’s, 80’s…..the internet. Constant. Continually. Brutally. Photos,memes,all his friends getting shamed for hanging out with him. Snapchat,Facebook, instagram, twitter. All these fucking worthless social media sites that the kids in that high school used to torment the shit out of Tommy.

    One day Tommy decides he’s had enough. Better to die than to live in his world of shit. Goes out behind his house puts the 12ga in his mouth and lets it rip.

    Maybe we are raising weak kids, I don’t know. Maybe the world is different? But dudes, let me say this. We are walking in the darkness. The darkness does not like the light. The darkness is happy. The darkness is taking over our entire country and lives.

    How sad that young people take their own lives because of darkness and lack of love.
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    You know, you’re really accurate on that post. Too many people have forgotten how to be kind. Bullying anymore is such an intangible thing. Not like when we grew up in the 80’s (I was born in 80). Back then it was just like you said. Nowadays I don’t recognize my world sometimes.
     
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    lonegunman762x51 said:
    Had an overgrown white kid in my freshman class who would slap and kick people. He dragged me out of my chair and tossed me on the floor in front of the class. Then he sat next to me and asked me what I was going to do about it while his friends smirked and the teacher did nothing.

    In about the blink of an eye I buried my freshly sharpened #2 pencil in his thigh to the bone. The stupid look on his face was priceless. He was planning a career in high-school basketball. The pencil was looking uncomfortable when that prick teacher hauled him away.

    They called me to the office to tell me what a great student athlete he was and how much I endangered his future. Yeah he started it but I shouldn't have done that. I promised them the next one goes in an eyeball if he bothers me again. Zero trouble after that first pencil.
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    Is your real name Wick?
     
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    I was nearly two years younger than everyone else in my class. In 7th grade, I was way undersized by comparison, as most of them had hit their "growth spurts". One of the bigger guys took to bullying me at the beginning of 1st period before the bell before the teacher came in the room (shoving me to the ground whenever I walked in). He was doing it mainly for the attention he got from the rest of the class ("Ooooos" and "Ahhhhhs"). One morning I had decided it was time to fight back and take the expected butt-kicking. When I walked into the room he was hiding behind the door and shoved all the books out of my arm onto the floor. I picked them up, walked to my desk and slammed them down and turned around to face him. Class went silent. I headed straight for him, and my imminent beat-down. He effortlessly put my little butt in a headlock in nothing flat. With no other options, I swung as hard as I could at the only part of his body I could reach with my fist - the middle of his back. It made a loud thump and drew some gasps from the class, but I couldn't imagine it hurt much in such a non-vulnerable area. To my amazement he immediately disengaged and backed off, and we went to our desks. He never bothered me again. I wouldn't call us "friends" after that, but we got along well all the way until we graduated.
     
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    dino67 said:
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    Yes, every bully needs a good slam that leaves them with a limp.

    Seriously, I don't care if a bully had problems at home. That is no reason to torment others. So, yeah, a bully needs a beating so bad that they walk funny for two weeks and three days.
     
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    My three boys befriended and stood up for bullied kids in school (small school)
    Don't remember ever having a talk about it, just something they did.
    Occasionally I would here about it from a teacher or other adult.
    Kinda proud of em for that.
     
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    JM4590 said:
    Maybe we are raising weak kids, I don’t know. Maybe the world is different? But dudes, let me say this. We are walking in the darkness. The darkness does not like the light. The darkness is happy. The darkness is taking over our entire country and lives.
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    We’re raising weak kids.

    If your sons haven’t taken a punch by the time they graduate high school you’ve probably failed as a father.

    As a general rule, I don’t trust or respect any man that hasn’t been punched in the face. How do you make it 30+ years without taking a few lumps? Are you an expert at running from your problems? Do you not respect yourself enough to stand up for yourself? Or do other people (mommy and daddy) handle your problems for you?

    There comes a time in every boys life where he realizes that nobody is coming to save him. It’s a critical part of becoming a man.

    You can’t stop bullying without standing up for yourself. Running to mom and dad, teachers or the authorities may provide temporary relief, but it will never solve the real problem. Neither will legislation, rules or regulations. That first shiner is a necessary part of growing up.

    Life’s greatest lessons are learned on the playground and at the back of the bus. Not in classrooms.
     
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    The bullied. I pity the fatherless children in today’s world that are bullied and have no one to turn to. Sad.
    The bullies. Children left to themselves will bring their mothers to shame.


    Now, I have 3 stories.

    I was the bully. 😳 Age 11. I remember how a mentally retarded girl walking home from school would holler at my brother, standing in the street she would yell, “HEY BOYFRIEND” at full volume. Initial teasing of said brother was gonna get me a beat down, so i started yelling back at the poor mental girl. Im embarrassed to say that I hollered back “YOU HAVE AIDS” and I said other mean things also. I didn’t even know what aids was. I was the bully, yes i was in trouble!!
    Lesson learned.


    I stopped the bully. 😎 Around 11 years old, the neighbor kid Adam was 13ish and bigger than me, he was chasing the younger kids like 8-10 year olds, and he was lassoing them, or trying to anyways. It was chaos. So I chased Adam down and grabbed the rope, it was tug o war for a minute and he was losing. As he let go of the rope to run away, I threw a section of rope and caught him around the neck, adam kept running so I doubled down to wait for him to hit the end of the rope. Oh the joy of feeling the jerk on the rope, him going over backwards, then him running inside crying with a big red line around his neck. The cops were called and I had to endure a lecture from a chubby police man, yet dad didn’t seem the least bit upset with me.
    What lesson was I supposed to learn?


    Dad stopped the bully. 😀 I was 12. The back story is too long, but I can say I was stuck in a place next to a couple gangster looking beaners in their 20s that started poking me with something sharp, a needle or tack or something. I don’t know why. This was an escalation of previous odd behavior from them. I told them to stop and they started mocking me and poked me more and called me a baby. I managed to get away from them and go tell dad. Dad waited a little bit for a good time to cause the least disturbance, and he took them guys outside for a talk. I don’t know what dad said, cause I could see them talking, but they went and gathered any stuff of theirs and left this place days earlier than planned. Haha!
     
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    Only happens in the movies, OLD movies. For if it happened today we know just what would happen. That is why we raise "weak" kids.

    Oddly enough the hat scene happened to my kid, another boy took his hat cheap shotted him one of the teachers saw the entire thing. My kid then punched the kid in the nose had him on the ground drawn back and ready to go again, and just got up.

    No issues at school or at home. Told him if anything like that happens again you have a free card to do the same thing again.

    He was a new kid in school, a rural school and he is hispanic. Also quite small, at 26 he is still 5'3", but he is about 5'3" wide and thick as well, and it ain't fat. The kid is like a fire plug. Oddly enough after that single incident in the 1st grade he never had another single issue. Bullies are weak people, or "bullied" themselves at home.




     
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    vinniedelpino said:
    There comes a time in every boys life where he realizes that nobody is coming to save him. It’s a critical part of becoming a man.

    You can’t stop bullying without standing up for yourself. Running to mom and dad, teachers or the authorities may provide temporary relief, but it will never solve the real problem. Neither will legislation, rules or regulations. That first shiner is a necessary part of growing up.

    Life’s greatest lessons are learned on the playground and at the back of the bus. Not in classrooms.
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    ^^^ this most importantly.

    To realize that you must fix it on your own to be on your own. That the parents getting involved may not allow you to develope your strategy for stopping the bullying.

    There are exceptions where a parent stepping in is precisely what is needed.

     
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    Skinny Haole going to public elementary school in Hawaii back in the 70s. They always come in groups. I'd immediately lunge at the biggest Samoan/Tongan aiming for the nose or a knee in his stomach. Last day of school was called "kill Haole day" I'd just light out about 30 minutes early. Next was St Louis where I was the solo white boy in a class of about 35. Two guys would stop fighting and turn on me. I learned to accept a beating (hell, my mom did it all my childhood) I bloodied a lot of noses. Much like my gramps and dad, I got to where I felt it wasn't fair unless there were at least 3 of them. Ah the good ole days...
     
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    Pops was a State Trooper in a very small town. I used to get my ass beat constantly because he arrested a few of their parents. One dude always talked shit but would act nice when nobody was around. He left for the Marines 2 years before me. We both ended up in Lejuene, I hung out with him quite a bit because we came from the same town. He had become a bit nicer but a dick when he got drunk. A bunch of us were drinking one night and I had enough and beat him and his buddies ass in the street in front of my duplex. Never had a problem after that.
     
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    Longshot231 said:
    I have a few stories on handling bullies but are not creative or that capture the imagination. Regardless, this story caught my eye. So I will start with this tale of tutoring a bully. Anyone else have a good story on teaching turds a lesson? Post it here.

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    Dad shaves daughter’s head after she bullies girl with cancer and pulls off her wig

    A furious dad has shaved his 16-year-old daughter’s head to teach her a lesson after she bullied a girl battling cancer and pulled off her wig.
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    My brother had a bully that pestered the shit out of him. Big red headed mean SOB.
    Someone said he was afraid things that crawled….so my brother started taking fishing worms in the moist dirt containers everywhere with him. He cornered my brother in study hall in Jr. High..out came the worms , freaked the bully out…Never messed with him again !
    Fast forward to the early 90’s and the bully had a son that also turned in to a bully too..complete with red hair. He was my daughter’s age and they were in the same swimming pool. Bully the son was jumping in the pool and getting really close to jumping on her. I watched him jump so close to her his toenail scratched her stomach and leg. Next jump I was right behind him , I grabbed his leg , let my air out and took him to the bottom of the 10 ft deep pool. He started panicking and i kept holding him down . Let him go and he was blowing snot and balling like a baby. 😂
    Needless to say , no more bully with her 👍
     
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    1978, freshman year of high school. I was literally a 110 lb 5' band nerd. But
    .. I was also a farm boy and lifted weights every day. 6'+ red headed junior football lineman would shove in front of me every day in the school lunch line. One day I had enough of it and grabbed him by the back of his belt and threw him into the nasty food scrap filled trash cans. I stood over him ready to likely get my ass beat. He got up and got behind me in line. Cut behind me everyday after that, actually got to be friends and nobody messed with me the rest of high school.
     
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    The bully debate is akin to the bad driver debate. Ive met plenty of people that have been victims of bad drivers and bullys. Ive never met the bullies and bad drivers.

    Yet......ive watched many here, some in this very thread bully other members.

    This just makes me think Im also hanging out with all the bad drivers!
     
    #37
    I think some bullying is not because the bully has a bad home. It is part of the species hard wiring to test limits with each other. They may act nice around their parents. So, don't always blame the parents. And even if the parents were problems, that is still no excuse to be an ass to others.

    That is why it is important that we give the bullies limits.
     
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    Knew a kid growing up who had a speech impediment. He was ragged on mercilessly from 3rd grade to 8th grade. They beat him up weekly. It was shitty. Finally, the end of 8th grade the lead instigator went looking for him. That quiet kid who had been getting the shit kicked out of him since 3rd grade finally had enough. He put the bully in the hospital. Turns out he started studying karate in the 6th grade. High school was uneventful for him.
     
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    When I was in middle school I had this crush on this girl. She had an overbearing relative. Dude was 20 years my senior.

    Me and this chick had this back and forth thing. She would call me names and I would call her names too.

    Anyway we are at this pool one day and she was sticking her tongue out at me and a canonballed into the pool near her. My toe scratched her stomach accidentally, and this overweight balding dude jumps in and drags be to the deep end and holds me underwater what felt like forever. I left and went home and told my folks. They wanted to call the police, but I wouldnt let them.

    Fast forward a few years and this chick started sneaking out at night and we started boning like rabbits. Everytime I popped at load in her mouth, I smiled in sweet revenge thinking about that old fucker holding me under water!

    That how I stand up to bullies!!!!
     
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    loboman7x57 said:
    1978, freshman year of high school. I was literally a 110 lb 5' band nerd. But
    .. I was also a farm boy and lifted weights every day. 6'+ red headed junior football lineman would shove in front of me every day in the school lunch line. One day I had enough of it and grabbed him by the back of his belt and threw him into the nasty food scrap filled trash cans. I stood over him ready to likely get my ass beat. He got up and got behind me in line. Cut behind me everyday after that, actually got to be friends and nobody messed with me the rest of high school.
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    Definitely agree that once you earn their respect, they have more potential to become friends.
     
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    I was usually the biggest kid in school. Which would make me a target for fights. The idea being that if you could beat the biggest guy, you were top dog. So, every once in a while, I would have to get into it.

    Then, in 7th grade there was this kid who said he was studying kung fu and trying to square off on me. So, fine, I was learning Kenpo Karate at the time. We traded a few jabs and then he left me alone.

    In high school, my younger brother was a little shorter and smaller than me. And he was in marching band. As well as one of my classmates in Latin.

    That guy told me of all the horrendous things they would do to him on a trip the band was taking. I told him if anything bad happened to my brother, I would have him maimed or killed.

    So, after they came back, the first thing the guy did was tell me what a great time they had. And they did. Worst thing was getting sprayed with shaving cream.
     
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