A line from the hero The Blue Raja:
“An effete British superhero, to be precise. I am pilfering your tableware because I hurl it. I hurl it with a deadly accuracy. The Blue Raja is my name. And yes, I know I don't wear much blue and I speak in a British accent, but if you know your history it really does make perfect sense.”
Honestly we have become wimps of the highest order! My father made me carry my scout knife with me at all times since I was 6 years old. He would often inspect it to make sure I kept it clean and sharp as a razor. God knows how many times I cut myself with it but I still have it. Its has been replaced in my pocket by numerous Victorinox knives but I don't go anywhere without one. I have to remember to put in my checked baggage when I travel.
When I was a Cub Master I insisted on knife training to get the wolf badge and the parents howled bloody murder! I asked them at what point they would learn to use sharp tools, when they turn 30?
Lemme guess...it was the daddies who didn't like it.
Did I win anything?
I graduated high school in 74. During middle and high school I carried a Buck 4” folding hunter on my belt every day. Nobody ever blinked. It was a tool, not a weapon, even on the couple of occasions I got into a fistfight.