So a Clermont area martial arts fraud wrote a book about a garbage can system that he made up at all of 16 years of age. If only we were all so blessed to be bestowed with such knowledge at such a young age.
Well apparently he never really grew up. He certainly cant fight his way out of a wet paper sack, much less teach others how to. But that doesn't stop this candy ass from writing a book bragging about how such an incredible fighter he is. His latest "book" overflows with boasts of supposedly enduring rigorous training. It would be funny except for the fact this guy actually believes he is the God of the Martial Arts, one who has been truly blessed and is above and beyond us mere mortals.
The book itself is not a technical manual, it serves primarily as a self-absorbed diatribe showcasing a fraud's narcissistic, wildly imaginative, and thoroughly fantasized self-image. Rather than delivering any substantive instruction, the text overflows with his boastful narratives that prioritize ego-stroking over any practical value, turning pages into a mirror for his inflated persona.
The book sells for 30.00 dollars but there is very little shown or revealed about his system itself. He promotes it as a “complete martial science” developed for the streets, supposedly reflecting the writer's own breadth of training and personal grind on the mat.
In his own videos all can see that he is markedly overweight, he exhibits extremely slow, labored movement and exhibits no athleticism at all. This directly undercuts the image of a relentlessly hard‑training instructor that he projects himself as in print. This "look at me" style in the book backfires and only undermines his claims to martial authority, as the content prioritizes self-mythologizing over any effectiveness or verifiable techniques or conditioning insights. His claims have already been debunked online However he just repeats them and adds a few more highly unlikely claims.
Poor conditioning and sluggish movement impose severe limitations across all martial arts, from striking systems like Shotokan to grappling arts like Judo, as they directly impair speed, power generation, endurance, and reaction time under pressure.
Excess body fat and deconditioning reduce explosive hip drive and mobility, critical for techniques like Shotokan geri or Judo throws, leading to ineffective torque and easy fatigue during sustained exchanges. Sluggish footwork and delayed kuzushi fail against even moderate and unskilled opponents, turning defensive maneuvers into vulnerabilities and negating any theoretical skill advantage.
His lack of any real conditioning and poor performance of techniques actively undermine the believability of his self made system. His public writing and marketing present a highly idealized, almost heroic image of himself that clashes with how he actually appears and moves, which makes him far less believable.
Conclusion
His book devolves from "you have to be kidding me" moments of over-the-top bravado into passages that read like obvious AI-generated nonsense, lacking authentic voice or depth. Sections pile on grandiose claims of training rigor and fighting mastery that strain credulity against his visible deconditioning, prompting initial eye-rolls.
The repetitive phrasing, unnatural structure, and filler content scream algorithmic output, stripping away even the illusion of personal insight or hard-won expertise. Paired with his morbid obesity, poor conditioning, and sluggish demonstrations, his book just reinforces his pattern of exaggeration through its attempted fanciful tone, rendering his adolescent made-up style nothing more than role-playing fantasy and not a actual or serious martial system.
