I know to never interrupt your enemy when he's making a mistake, but:
Tim, you live in Austin, Texas. You'll find a sasquatch before you find an actual white nationalist in that town. On top of that, if you go around trying to punch people who voted republican- you're probably going to get shot. Not that I take issue with this, I'll probably laugh and take frequent trips to whatever grave or potter's field you're buried in, and curl off a massive turd on your grave and laugh at your crying wife when she has to pick it up- but let's be real, you're a fucking Munchie on this.
"Lifting weights" does not make you more physically combat-ready. There's a reason that the armed forces does not use weightlifting to train troops, and instead rely on variations of calisthenic exercises that have been tried and true since the ancient Greeks, and to this day are even the go-to for inmates to become more capable of fighting.
"Boxing" is a sport, it's a game, with rules and restrictions- commonly measured by accumulated points over what amounts to an endurance match. I know, I boxed for 8 years. It's NOT a fighting style, and the moment you think boxing lessons will make you capable of fighting- that's when you'll find yourself eating through a tube and struggling to remember the names of your family members for the rest of your life.
Tim has to be the stupidest, most pathetic individual on the planet.
Millions of people kill themselves every day for trivial and small problems, but we can't convince Tim to activate his self-awareness for ten seconds so he can take a pistol out to the shed?
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