22 days to Coachella…
When I was a kid studying Tae Kwon Do, the first rule I learned was that there were nineteen rules that had to be rattled off before class could even begin.
At the start of class, we would line up in front of our sabumnim, Master Bai and recite them from memory.
I had hoped for a more esoteric, Confucian, Art of War meets Fortune Cookie-esque set of rules (Respect your enemy; Consider all vantage points before moving toward the goal; You will have great success at an early age; Never play leap frog with a unicorn) But Koreans, being the pragmatists of the Asian world, had a far more grounded outlook. As such, the rules began with the following:
1 – No smoking in the DoJang at any time
2 – No gum-chewing in class
3 – No profanity in class
4 – No jewelry is to be worn during class
I guessed that these were meant to keep the DoJang from degenerating into a smoke-filled dump, frequented by gum-chewing, potty mouths, swathed in bling. Continue reading