M Chandler,
Your post (and the rusty bayonet) bring up an interesting cultural difference between our society and that of the time of the original fechtbuchs.
Although there are knife/edged weapons oriented cultures in our society (ie here on the reservation)...on the whole these things and their effects are considered to be beyond the pale.
Of course, the knife reference was strictly applicable to modern times, the equivalent for most ancient periods would have to be more formidable, an obvious miltiary weapon such as a longsword, or even a polearm would probably raise eyebrows inside some towns...
Those people were intensively status oriented. It would have been more a matter of being respected, or ridiculed based on the qaulity of the weapon, and the presumed status of training behind it all.
Agreed, and in the Renaissance or Medieval periods in Europe you would be talking about a very class conscious society as well, with specific rules such as the sumptuary laws governing which weapons could even be carried by which classes... hence the legend of the development of the langes messer "It's only my
knife herr burgermeister... for cutting mien bratwurst und spreading my butter ja! It is only one meter and a half long!"
You also raise a good point about intimidation being 90% the bearer and 10% his gear. In New Orleans right now there are any number of Feds, cops, mercenaries, soldiers and miscelaneous law enforcement and paramilitary people everywhere. I saw a guy at Mollies pub the other day with about 3 guns with maybe 5 magazines each, two knives, a collapsable baton, a stun gun, mace, and all kinds of other unidentifiable stuff attatched to his Ninja suit, but from his petulant expression, his fragile physique and posture, and his lack of awareness of the people standing around him, I couldn't help but tease the guy rather mercilessly, asking him where was his chainsaw, did he have any silver bullets etc.
But yesterday we saw this guy, I think one of the Mercenaries from Executive Decisions guarding Audobon Place. He had an MP-5 and a pistol on his hip, the MP-5 was a little worn on the barrel and the handle, like it had been used a lot. Not a lot of other gear. And a hard, hard face, like a terminal wino or a long time Con. I wasn't about to say a damn thing to that guy no matter how drunk I got. <img src="/forum/images/icons/smile.gif" alt="" />
Jeanry