Just spent the entire morning at yet another Aggression Control training. I've been to at least 15 of these over the years and they really piss me off (yes, I get the irony). There is nothing realistic about 80% of the stuff they teach you, and I can only wonder if these paid trainers have actually ever been attacked in their lives. Sure, wouldn't it be nice if someone realitvely my size came at me with a single punch to the head I could easily block and then back away a nice five feet and call for help. Yup, that's how I'm going to choose my next attacker. The review on pressure points is always helpful, but that's about it.
Back around 1983, I worked at a children's home (ages 12-21) in Longmont, Colorado. Every one of the "children" was mentally retarded, psychotic, and violent, and they lived there year round. No one fought clean, and every body part was a weapon. We used to have to leap off furniture to take them down and restrain them, if needs be, because you get a 20-year-old psychotic male on an adreneline rush, you do what you have to. Last time I was attacked at work, fortunately many years ago, a rather large patient who had been calmly eating a popscicle unexpectedly jumped up and swung a chair at my head, then came after, fighting. I learned in the Aggression Contol training that would have been my fault for being too close, but then someone should have designed our offices larger. Yes, I get the whole de-escalation thing, which I'm quite good at, but sometimes you don't have that choice. I get the whole legal and ethical take on no harm to the patient, but the truth is that I work almost entirely alone on the second floor of my building, and if someone is going to attack me, they can go ahead and fire me because I'm more ethically inclined to protect myself in any way I see fit.
Now I'm all pissy and have a morning's work to catch up on. I'm typing here to calm down from all my built up aggression....actually do feel a bit better