Brawl at Belconnen Mall

Beware of the North(Dark) Side

I remember the fights in my high school, in the 80’s, weren’t exactly clean. They usually had the 1 on 1 aspect, but there was plenty of kicking a guy (or girl) when he (or she) was down. The pack of kids surrounding the fight yelling ‘blood! blood! blood!’ probably spurred things on.

Hank said :

The people fighting where probably visiting from Tuggeranong 🙂

That’s ludicrous, Tuggeranong people wouldn’t sink to the level of their Belco counterparts by travelling into the darkness to have a scrag fight in Belconnen Mall.

rosebud said :

Harryhaller – I had the weirdest Christmas last year and felt the same thing. I was at the zoo in Melbourne and the zoo keepers were feeding the African Hunting dogs the severed heads of goats for the entertainment of the masses. The crowd watching was enourmous. Kids, babes in arms, grannies, parents, aunties and uncles all straining to see the dogs tear the heads to pieces. They roared with excitement each time some damage was done. Very Colosseum. I wrote it up on Riotact if you wanted to have a read. I personally don’t believe we have evolved culturally as a species at all. We are naughty hairless monkeys who happen to have consciousness. Unlike the robots on BSG, there is no plan.

On a similar theme, I’ve long been of the opinion that public executions would be an absolute sellout at the MCG or any similar large stadium.

Muttsybignuts said :

As a 39 year old, back in my day, a fight was a one on one affair. I was speaking to a 20 year old a few weeks a go and he was explaining how things worked these days. If you felt slighted by someone you didn’t challenge them to a fight. You waited until you had 4 or 5 mates ready to go and bashed them as soon as they were cut off from their pack. In retaliation, the other one would gather his mates and bash you when you were alone. He said it had been this way for as long as he could remember. He felt he had been lucky because the scrapes he had been in didn’t end up with someone being stabbed!
Queensberry who?

Gutless tossers. One on one, with the winner declared upon the loser falling down or giving in is the only way it should be done. Allows those involved to stop it whenever they want, and it doesn’t spread to other people.

Spoono said :

I heard the fight was over whether Belco had a better Donut King than the Hyperdome

Great we had the ‘2902’ boyz Vs the ‘2615’ massif. After attrition Tuggers wins by 187.

As a 39 year old, back in my day, a fight was a one on one affair. I was speaking to a 20 year old a few weeks a go and he was explaining how things worked these days. If you felt slighted by someone you didn’t challenge them to a fight. You waited until you had 4 or 5 mates ready to go and bashed them as soon as they were cut off from their pack. In retaliation, the other one would gather his mates and bash you when you were alone. He said it had been this way for as long as he could remember. He felt he had been lucky because the scrapes he had been in didn’t end up with someone being stabbed!
Queensberry who?

Wraith said :

Hank said :

The people fighting where probably visiting from Tuggeranong 🙂

Oops!! There’s that ping of Intelligence again….Admit it, you were involved weren’t you.

It’s true; I was minding my own business busting out a move on the dance machine at Intencity when some one challenged me to a dance off. So we started break-dance fighting.

Hank said :

The people fighting where probably visiting from Tuggeranong 🙂

Oops!! There’s that ping of Intelligence again….Admit it, you were involved weren’t you.

Harryhaller – I had the weirdest Christmas last year and felt the same thing. I was at the zoo in Melbourne and the zoo keepers were feeding the African Hunting dogs the severed heads of goats for the entertainment of the masses. The crowd watching was enourmous. Kids, babes in arms, grannies, parents, aunties and uncles all straining to see the dogs tear the heads to pieces. They roared with excitement each time some damage was done. Very Colosseum. I wrote it up on Riotact if you wanted to have a read. I personally don’t believe we have evolved culturally as a species at all. We are naughty hairless monkeys who happen to have consciousness. Unlike the robots on BSG, there is no plan.