I got cautioned for assault when I was 15. This big bad fucker was intent on stoving my head in and several weeks of chasing, cat and mouse style ensued. I was actually properly scared of this kid, he had a bad reputation for violence. I started carrying a knife just in case he cornered me. Fuck knows what was going through my head. Anyway, the fateful day arrived on a playing field and I pulled this blade on him. He just laughed cos he knew I wouldn’t use it. Fisticuffs ensued and it ended badly for him, courtesy of half a brick round the noggin. I was terrified I’d given him brain damage. When the coppers came round they gave me a caution. They didn’t seem at all bothered about the knife, weirdly enough. Can’t imagine it would be the same scenario now. I suppose the point I’m making is that when there is a climate of fear, people arm themselves accordingly.