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I convinced my friend Alex to Taze me last night. Wow. A number of

surprises here, from an experiential standpoint: first, while I was

expecting it to be painful, I was really quite surprised at just *how*

painful. Broken teeth and getting kicked in the nuts are nowhere close;

offhand I can't think of anything that quite compares.



Second, I was under the impression that once the darts go in and the

30-second zap cycle starts, the victim is completely incapacitated.

This turned out not to be the case. I was able to stay on my feet for

the first, oh, second and a half, and after I went down I was able to

pull one of the darts out while it was still zapping me.



Third, the darts are longer than you might guess, and barbed like little

fishooks. They don't come out easily, or painlessly, although the pain

of pulling them out seems like nothing compared to the actual zapping.



Fourth, recovery was nearly instantaneous once I got the first dart out

and dropped it. I was able to stand up and resume more or less normal

conversation right away. This is not like tear gas or pepper spray or

tranquilizer darts or a Star Trek phaser. There's not a lot of hangover.



Anyway, this is not something I'm eager to repeat, but I'm not at all

sorry I did it.



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Wil McCarthy < >

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"Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed" -- Francis Bacon