Wednesday, October 21, 2026

The Anatomy of a Coward: An Open Letter to Bret Gordon

 There is an unwritten code among men of real substance, and especially among true martial artists: if you have a grievance with another man, you face him directly. You stand toe-to-toe, look him in the eye, or settle it on the mat. You do not hide behind computer screens, you do not play covert games, and you certainly do not wage a cowardly campaign against the women, children, and associates in his orbit.

Bret, you possess neither the character of a man nor the integrity of a martial artist.

Behind your performative posts, inflated credentials, and internet bravado, you are low-level trash—a pathetic conman, a fraud, and without question the biggest, most cowardly ass-clown in the martial arts community today. Lacking the spine to ever stand in front of me, your weakness forces you to lurk in the shadows, target soft targets, and run for cover the second you get caught red-handed.

Your Documented Blueprint of Desperation and Weakness

When a fraud realizes he cannot match a real practitioner, his insecurity turns into an obsession. Your entire history is defined by a desperate pattern of targeting everyone associated with me because you are terrified of dealing with me directly:

Harassing My Lineage: On multiple past occasions, you reached out to senior instructors and elders in my lineage, spreading fabricated garbage in a pathetic attempt to undermine my authority and rank and ultimately tying to sabotage my business at every turn.

Threatening Students and Minors: You crossed every line of decency sacred to real martial artists by leveling threats against a former adult student and targeting his child.

Physical Stalking and Drive-Bys: Incapable of stepping foot into my school like a man, you crept by my facility in your vehicle to covertly take unauthorized drive-by photographs of my girlfriend, while she was standing outside.

This is the behavior of an obsessed, bottom-feeding stalker who knows he is completely outclassed in every measurable metric.

Caught Red-Handed: Your Latest Facebook Stalking Fiasco

Items were listed for sale on Facebook Marketplace by a business associate. Operating in your usual deceptive, passive-aggressive fashion, you surfaced under the guise of an interested buyer inquiring about martial arts gear. You agreed to a purchase, a transparent, desperate excuse just to insert yourself into my life. Incapable of controlling your petty urge to gloat over something you had no clue about, you had to type out:

"Did you go out of business, LOL."

What you didn't realize, Bret, was that your game had already been exposed. Your fake inquiry was instantly seen through and  a sharp response was delivered:

"Guess you don't know who you're Facebook stalking."

Your reaction in that exact moment revealed the absolute reality of who you are. You didn't stand your ground, you didn't offer a defense, and you certainly didn't show up at the dojo like a man.

You panicked and fled like a coward into the digital darkness. But like every other incident you left a digital trail, huh "Casper Mcfadden". 

The Complete Destruction of Your Fraud in Court

Bret, your obsession with stalking and harassing those around me is really just pathetic—it is self-destructive act of a desperate obsessed man.

Under Fla. Stat. § 784.048, establishing a series of acts over time that demonstrates a continuity of purpose constitutes an active, living Course of Conduct for Stalking and Cyberstalking. By resurfacing this past week, you tied your past drive-bys, instructor contacts, and student threats directly into an active civil action:

Consciousness of Guilt: Blocking Penny the second you were called out proves beyond doubt that you knew your conduct was deceptive, unauthorized, and malicious.

Proving Actual Malice: Resuming your targeting destroys any legal defense, locking in the foundation for massive Punitive Damages under Florida law. 

This civil action will be the final stage for your martial arts charade. In court, under oath, without a keyboard or a screen to hide behind, your fake credentials, fraudulent claims, and entire manufactured persona will be systematically exposed and dismantled on the public record. 

Bret, you made the fatal mistake of mistaking my restraint for weakness. You thought that because I didn't engage or react to your cowardly drive-bys, your actions were without consequence.

You were dead wrong.

While you were wasting your time taking sneak photos from your car window, messaging my instructors and my former student and others, and typing "LOL" into marketplace chats like a middle-school child, an unassailable evidentiary trap was being constructed around you and your entire network of ratifying proxies.

I quess you forgot Duplantis’ life and career are in shambles because of what you put him up to and I am not through with him yet or you civilly. Not even close.

You were told NOT to fuck with me in any capacity. 

You have been told I am coming and I am. I am not a coward like you, I don’t hide behind a mask or hide behind others. I don’t need a group of proxies. YOU are going to find out what a single person is capable of. I am not coming with an attorney who is a buddy or a pal. Try LAW FIRM!

This is not an empty threat or some kind of bluff. I AM COMING FOR EVERYONE INVOLVED!

Come January 1, 2027, legal notices and civil summonses will be served across your entire network and web sites and email IPs the whole nine. No stone will be left unturned. 

There will be no mercy, no backchannels, and no second chances. Your fat ass will be dragged into court kicking and screaming, where your entire martial arts fraud will be completely dismantled and exposed under oath for the public record. OBLITERATED. 

I do not care if suing you and your co-conspirators puts you out in the streets, gets their spouses sued and leaves you all completely financially ruined! 

You spent years hiding behind keyboards, proxies, car windows, and targeting soft targets because you were never man enough to face me directly. 

On January 1, the law drags you into the light, and every last dime of your trust fund will go toward paying for the damage and your wages garnished for the damage you attempted to inflict and or caused.