My Grandfather, of dubious personal history including time spent as a bootlegger, kept a blackjack in his Cadillacs, tucked into the crease between seat back and bottom. It was close and personal for car-work and didn't go boom. Somethings to think about there.
Very good. I might read that back to myself out loud in front of a mirror in my best Sgt. Friday voice to reinforce the most salient points, which is all of it. An internet friend used to a policeman in South Africa. He talked about the sjambok. I bought a knock-off version of it on the internet because I thought it a better stand-off device than a sap. Of course, a sjambok isn't concealable, but it does signal FAFO better. The one I got was plastic. No chance of getting one in rhino or hippo hide, not with all those pearl clutching Greenies. The plastic version wasn't to my liking, so I donated it "as-new" to a raffle. The winner seemed delighted with it. It was a dollar raffle. A sjambok would be problematic to carry. I have a cane sword instead, a gift from a cop friend.
Heh ... I too have a sword cane gifted by an old friend who was on the job for 30 years. He saw me hobble up to the house one day - knee stuff - and went inside saying, "I have something for you." I keep mine in the car most days.
Thanks for another rabbit hole! I seem to have acquired a flat sap from dear old dad (who’s still around) many years ago. Never really thought about it much. I keep it by the front door in case of unwanted guests. Complements my inventory of Things That Go Bang.
In the mid-1970s, my father carried the "Convoy" one pictured at the top--and that was in Massachusetts. His department stopped using them by the late 70s or early 80s.
My Grandfather, of dubious personal history including time spent as a bootlegger, kept a blackjack in his Cadillacs, tucked into the crease between seat back and bottom. It was close and personal for car-work and didn't go boom. Somethings to think about there.
Very good. I might read that back to myself out loud in front of a mirror in my best Sgt. Friday voice to reinforce the most salient points, which is all of it. An internet friend used to a policeman in South Africa. He talked about the sjambok. I bought a knock-off version of it on the internet because I thought it a better stand-off device than a sap. Of course, a sjambok isn't concealable, but it does signal FAFO better. The one I got was plastic. No chance of getting one in rhino or hippo hide, not with all those pearl clutching Greenies. The plastic version wasn't to my liking, so I donated it "as-new" to a raffle. The winner seemed delighted with it. It was a dollar raffle. A sjambok would be problematic to carry. I have a cane sword instead, a gift from a cop friend.
Thanks for the lesson. 5/★★★★★.
Heh ... I too have a sword cane gifted by an old friend who was on the job for 30 years. He saw me hobble up to the house one day - knee stuff - and went inside saying, "I have something for you." I keep mine in the car most days.
All this talk of saps, blackjacks and such takes me back in time. Thank you, Ian.
I feel that footnotes 10, 11 and 12 need expansion into a full story since they are apparently connected
Thanks for another rabbit hole! I seem to have acquired a flat sap from dear old dad (who’s still around) many years ago. Never really thought about it much. I keep it by the front door in case of unwanted guests. Complements my inventory of Things That Go Bang.
In the future I'm going to ignore the article and head straight for the comments because that's where the joy is.
In the mid-1970s, my father carried the "Convoy" one pictured at the top--and that was in Massachusetts. His department stopped using them by the late 70s or early 80s.
Mad Mike has book weights that are of the beaver tail variety.