I read the above statement recently, but it's not the first time I've read or heard it. The full saying is:
"It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees."
Sounds good, doesn't it? Very macho. One thinks of Old Glory and the Marlboro Man and John Wayne and stuff.
The problem is, it is the opposite of self-defense in most circumstances.
OK, if you are definitely going to die, then yes, I suppose it is better to go down swinging, given that even in the face of insurmountable odds, if you at least resist, you could possibly live. A tiny chance is better than none. And dead is dead, so why not try to hurt the bastard that is killing you?
But for most of us, that will never be the case. We won't be faced with situations where we will definitely die no matter which action we take.
We may be faced with situations in which we don't know which response will lead to our death and which will not, but that's a different question.
Self-defense means defense of self. You can not defend yourself when you are dead. You can't defend anyone else when you're dead, either. When you are dead, your options end.
Being alive means still having choices and opportunities.
An old story says that a thief was convicted to die, but he told the king that if he gave him a year, he would teach his horse to fly. The king, realizing he risked little by indulging the condemned man, gave him a year to try. Another prisoner asked the man why he had bothered; it was impossible to teach a horse to fly, so he was only prolonging the inevitable.
The condemned prisoner explained, "A lot can happen in a year. The king could die, in which case there is often a general amnesty to celebrate the new king. There could be war, and the kingdom would need every able body to fight the enemy. The walls of the prison might fall down. And who knows, maybe this damned horse will learn to fly."
The point? When given a choice of dying on your feet or living on your knees, choose life. Life means you might be free again in time; death means death.
Would I grovel, beg, and otherwise humiliate myself to stay alive? You bet I would. That's self-defense, when it comes down to it. Every animal knows that; if faced with certain death, they back off, run away, do what they have to do to obey their prime directive; to stay alive.
To puff up one's chest and declare that they would prefer death to giving up their wallet, or car keys, or backing down to a bar fight, etc....well, that's not self-defense. That's the opposite.
"It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees."
Sounds good, doesn't it? Very macho. One thinks of Old Glory and the Marlboro Man and John Wayne and stuff.
The problem is, it is the opposite of self-defense in most circumstances.
OK, if you are definitely going to die, then yes, I suppose it is better to go down swinging, given that even in the face of insurmountable odds, if you at least resist, you could possibly live. A tiny chance is better than none. And dead is dead, so why not try to hurt the bastard that is killing you?
But for most of us, that will never be the case. We won't be faced with situations where we will definitely die no matter which action we take.
We may be faced with situations in which we don't know which response will lead to our death and which will not, but that's a different question.
Self-defense means defense of self. You can not defend yourself when you are dead. You can't defend anyone else when you're dead, either. When you are dead, your options end.
Being alive means still having choices and opportunities.
An old story says that a thief was convicted to die, but he told the king that if he gave him a year, he would teach his horse to fly. The king, realizing he risked little by indulging the condemned man, gave him a year to try. Another prisoner asked the man why he had bothered; it was impossible to teach a horse to fly, so he was only prolonging the inevitable.
The condemned prisoner explained, "A lot can happen in a year. The king could die, in which case there is often a general amnesty to celebrate the new king. There could be war, and the kingdom would need every able body to fight the enemy. The walls of the prison might fall down. And who knows, maybe this damned horse will learn to fly."
The point? When given a choice of dying on your feet or living on your knees, choose life. Life means you might be free again in time; death means death.
Would I grovel, beg, and otherwise humiliate myself to stay alive? You bet I would. That's self-defense, when it comes down to it. Every animal knows that; if faced with certain death, they back off, run away, do what they have to do to obey their prime directive; to stay alive.
To puff up one's chest and declare that they would prefer death to giving up their wallet, or car keys, or backing down to a bar fight, etc....well, that's not self-defense. That's the opposite.