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I am not a gun person. I am not outdoorsy. I am not military, or a first responder of any sort. I've never been hunting, and I have no desire to go hunting. Just months ago I was shocked to learn a pocket knife could cost as much as $50- now if I see a price tag that low I think "must be junk". What the **** is going on here?
I was driving through Arizona to Flagstaff at night and I slept in a McDonalds parking lot so that I could visit the "Knife City" in the middle of the desert in the morning. You guys know the place. On summer road trips, I checked Craigslist in every city I passed through to see if anyone was selling anything interesting. I drove an hour off course to cop a few frame lock chives for $20 each. Couldn't pass up a deal like that. This is madness.
I came into this dark underworld of blade fetishism because I clear cedar in Texas on my land- and took to the internet to see if I could do better than these $10 generic machetes. I thought, "I spend enough time working with these cheap machetes to justify spending a bit more on something good". So I look at Youtube video to see whats a good high end machete to get. I decide on the Condor Parang and thought that would be the end of it. No. Late nights looking at golocks and chandongs and of course khukuris.
Now, I really do USE my large blades. I hackwack cedar trees with my prized Himalayan Imports khukuri, my parangs, and other large fixed blades (before my arm gets tired and I grab my Tramontina so I can actually get some work done).
Even though I can justify buying large fixed blades, since I actually use them, I have plenty now...so buying more is senseless.
I almost never use any of my folders. No shame in admitting that. If i do use one, it's probably something that a spoon or my thumbnail could have handled.
Okay, so fine, I just like to fondle and flick them. The tactile sensation of a knife in hand. Like how everyone in "Inception" had a little trinket to diddle, to keep them grounded in reality....Fine. Then shouldn't one be enough?
If so, then what is the one that can I can just fingerfidgit-fiddle all day forever and not need to keep buying more?
Don't tell me "there is no one knife- you need different knives for different jobs" POPPYCOCK!. The other day I actually had to cut some rope. This was some heavy duty rope- I was towing trees out of a ravine- and thought "Dammit, I don't have a serrated hawkbill on me. All I have is a leek. Theres no way this is going to work, but i'll try it while i'm down here"...You know what? My leek went right through that rope EFFORTLESSLY. This whole different knives for different jobs mantra is a rationalization. We want different knives like girls want shoes.
I haven't made the leap to the $200+ realm. But its obviously heading in that direction fast. It seems like most people here have moved well past that and are in the $400+ with Chris Reeves and Striders.
This whole knife thing is very bizarre. There's something sexual going on here. A lot of you must know what I mean by that.
I don't mean in some kind of abstract 'its a phallic symbol' kind of way. I mean..the effort, the desire, the lust. I don't mean to come off like a dirtbag...but before this knife thing, I wouldn't drive a half hour for ANYTHING unless I was going to get laid as a direct result. I could elaborate on this, but I would spend all night on a psyco-rambling tangent. Maybe I will one day
Anyway...this is my first post. Hi, I'm Jankey.
Some of these guys I see on Youtube, its like damn...even if you're making good money, you've got to be missing meals to keep up with this habit you've got going here.
So, tell me about the depths of your depravity. I wanna hear some dark stories. Who's been evicted because they can't make rent?
How many of you have hocked a kidney? Who's compromised their morals, put themselves or others in harms way to feed their addiction? Who's stolen money from a little old lady just to buy a new knife?
Post pics of a knife that you obtained in a socially irresponsible way. Post pics of a $200+ knife that you think is worth me crossing that threshold for.
I was driving through Arizona to Flagstaff at night and I slept in a McDonalds parking lot so that I could visit the "Knife City" in the middle of the desert in the morning. You guys know the place. On summer road trips, I checked Craigslist in every city I passed through to see if anyone was selling anything interesting. I drove an hour off course to cop a few frame lock chives for $20 each. Couldn't pass up a deal like that. This is madness.
I came into this dark underworld of blade fetishism because I clear cedar in Texas on my land- and took to the internet to see if I could do better than these $10 generic machetes. I thought, "I spend enough time working with these cheap machetes to justify spending a bit more on something good". So I look at Youtube video to see whats a good high end machete to get. I decide on the Condor Parang and thought that would be the end of it. No. Late nights looking at golocks and chandongs and of course khukuris.
Now, I really do USE my large blades. I hackwack cedar trees with my prized Himalayan Imports khukuri, my parangs, and other large fixed blades (before my arm gets tired and I grab my Tramontina so I can actually get some work done).
Even though I can justify buying large fixed blades, since I actually use them, I have plenty now...so buying more is senseless.
I almost never use any of my folders. No shame in admitting that. If i do use one, it's probably something that a spoon or my thumbnail could have handled.
Okay, so fine, I just like to fondle and flick them. The tactile sensation of a knife in hand. Like how everyone in "Inception" had a little trinket to diddle, to keep them grounded in reality....Fine. Then shouldn't one be enough?
If so, then what is the one that can I can just fingerfidgit-fiddle all day forever and not need to keep buying more?
Don't tell me "there is no one knife- you need different knives for different jobs" POPPYCOCK!. The other day I actually had to cut some rope. This was some heavy duty rope- I was towing trees out of a ravine- and thought "Dammit, I don't have a serrated hawkbill on me. All I have is a leek. Theres no way this is going to work, but i'll try it while i'm down here"...You know what? My leek went right through that rope EFFORTLESSLY. This whole different knives for different jobs mantra is a rationalization. We want different knives like girls want shoes.
I haven't made the leap to the $200+ realm. But its obviously heading in that direction fast. It seems like most people here have moved well past that and are in the $400+ with Chris Reeves and Striders.
This whole knife thing is very bizarre. There's something sexual going on here. A lot of you must know what I mean by that.
I don't mean in some kind of abstract 'its a phallic symbol' kind of way. I mean..the effort, the desire, the lust. I don't mean to come off like a dirtbag...but before this knife thing, I wouldn't drive a half hour for ANYTHING unless I was going to get laid as a direct result. I could elaborate on this, but I would spend all night on a psyco-rambling tangent. Maybe I will one day
Anyway...this is my first post. Hi, I'm Jankey.
Some of these guys I see on Youtube, its like damn...even if you're making good money, you've got to be missing meals to keep up with this habit you've got going here.
So, tell me about the depths of your depravity. I wanna hear some dark stories. Who's been evicted because they can't make rent?
How many of you have hocked a kidney? Who's compromised their morals, put themselves or others in harms way to feed their addiction? Who's stolen money from a little old lady just to buy a new knife?
Post pics of a knife that you obtained in a socially irresponsible way. Post pics of a $200+ knife that you think is worth me crossing that threshold for.
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