Lets say I've got a background in the martial arts and I get into a fight and hurt somebody. In order for my background in the martial arts to be used against me in court the court would have to know about my background in the first place. A martial arts background is much less obvious than using a weapon such as a gun. If you use a gun there's evidence, people hear you use it, people see you use it, and there's physical evidence. The bullet wound, the bullet, the gun itself, ect. Having a background in the martial arts does not leave such evidence.
And yes, with a punch to the head there is the occasion that your stars just might line up correctly, or incorrectly depending on how you want to look at it, and your punch ends up killing the person you land it on. You will have a very bad day in court and will no doubt be charged with manslaughter at the least, but such occurrences are very rare. Otherwise in boxing matches, where head shots are taken all the time, there would be lots of deaths. Especially in the old days when boxing gloves weren't worn.
Warning, TLDR comin’ up... but fun to write.
You’re right about it not being as apparent with martial arts. And likely a martial artist, unless caught up inexorably in the moment, wouldn’t go to extremes to lessen a threat anyhow. And the reality of an ordinary brawl is, unlike what we see on TV and in the movies, is probably going to be over as soon as someone has serious blood flowing from their nose.
I find the arts to be fascinating. Years ago I took a series of lessons in what was called “Dirty Street Fighting,” Sixteen lessons for women designed to make them empowered if ever assaulted. It was an absolute blast. Learned things like how to escape a from-the-front choke hold and inflict significant damage in the process, a rear chokehold, a side kick at someone’s knee, which, if done correctly, can break someone’s kneecap, a palm strike or punch to the nose that starts at one’s waist which, if landed correctly, will call great pain and some serious bleeding. It was the first time I heard someone say, “If you’re fighting fair, you’re doing it wrong.” Also remember hearing, just recently, “Everybody’s got a great plan until they get punched in the face.” Both make me grin.
I never lost sight of the fact that it was likely that, if I WAS ever attacked, I’d most likely forget everything I’d ever learned AND that most attacks on women are blitz attacks that put their lights out before they have a chance to even recognize an attack is imminent. But it was great fun, nonetheless. And it was empowering.
The only time I saw a physical confrontation between two men, it was a pretty ugly buildup as it was fairly obvious it was going to escalate to physicality. Finally, one of the men wound up and punched the other guy in the face. These were two rough dudes. The guy who got punched went straight down and didn’t get up for several minutes. He’d been knocked unconscious. One punch. As I grabbed my cellphone to call 911 in a panic, a guy slowly walked up, not threatening, He was shirt-tail family, and said, “Whatcha doing, Maggie?” “OMG!! I’m calling the cops! An ambulance!” “Nah, he said, as I hesitated. “Those guys do that every once in a while. He’ll be okay, and that’s my drunk brother who hit him.” He’ll be fine and, see? My brother’s leaving. If you call the cops, you’ll get my brother arrested, and his friend on the pavement will be taken to the hospital and end up with a $3,000 bill.” I was speechless. Didn’t make the call. Sure enough, the guy slowly got up, friends helping him, laughing their asses off. Strangest encounter I ever witnessed.
One last memory in a TLDR post. A short, stocky older black man named Henry. We got to talking, and he said he’d been in many short fights in “the neighborhood.” “Why short?” “Oh, easy. When I saw things escalating, I always punched first. Right to the nose. When blood starts gushing, it’s almost always game over.” I found that fascinating, even knowing it was an exaggeration.
Great respect for those who make it their business to become extremely proficient.
Sorry. Over-shared here. Probably won’t get read. But it brought back a fun trip down memory lane.