I worked as a Doorman (Bouncer) in Liverpool for 5 years. Four of them at the Cavern, of Beatles fame, from 1960 till 1964, and a year at the Blue Angel, a nightclub on Seal St.
Was stabbed twice at the Cavern (The Club was full of young girls!) was in lots of fights, we would start most of them, you tend to win the ones you do not wait to get hit before you get involved.
Lived in Toronto Canada for 32 years. Got involved with one fight (if you could call it that) a Large Irish man, wanted to dance with my Girlfriend, a very lovely Trinidadian. It was noisy, loud music.
The second time he approached our table, he had a bottle of beer in his right hand. So I could hear him better, I presume, he leaned his weight on the bottle, on the table and leaned over starting to speak.
I cupped the bottle, and pulled it towards me, he fell forward, my sharp quick headbutt (Liverpool kiss) sat him down on the floor.
Two of the bouncers, dragged him off, down the stairs. Came back to tell me he had caused trouble in there before.
I have a very good looking Wife, who some well dressed young man, who had just stepped into the elevator, in which only my Wife and I were the sole occupants of, stated he wanted a hug? She was at the buttons, I was standing back. He was in front of me, holding a Martini Glass, with a wee umbrella in it, half full. Or half empty?
Not sure if anyone here has seen the result of a glass in the face? I was born in a pub, I have.
When he lifted his foot, the left one, to go a hugging, I stepped under his left arm, and drove him into the wooden bar, on the back wall of the elevator.
When he opened his eyes, they were scrunched uptight! I informed him to keep away from my Wife. Must have hurt.
We left. I was carrying a Glock 19, and a Benchmade folder. Never thought of weapons, not required. We were attending a Firearms forum.
This was in Sept. 2004, Dayton Ohio.
Have not hit anyone since moving to Florida, in 13 years, carry a gun every day, have not shot anyone either, but there are many unsavoury people out there, I must say I have only met pleasant and polite ones in those 13 years.
Having the means of self-defence is a good thing. Having the skill to use it, that's good as well.