Everyone Has A Plan Until They Get Punched In The Mouth

Two people are put for a duel in a Backyard, in order to resolve an issue.

Harrisonburg, Virginia, United States. The small town in the Shenandoah Valley is where an uncommon event takes place every month. Two people confront each other in a fistfight duel to solve a dispute (informally called a “beef”). The place is a backyard, known as the “Satan’s Backyard”. The host is Christopher Willmore, aka Scarface. A set of rules to abide by, a few people around as witnesses, and a cell phone recording all of it, will guarantee that the results are “fair” and some kind of honor is restored.

That’s a starting point for a photographic investigation about the exercise of manhood, masculinity, violence as the root of the symbolic order, and other issues that may appear when expanding the view to the neighborhood, the economic and social order that they are part of, besides their own stories. The method will consist of pictures taken on-site, interviews, screen capture from social media groups, and their own recorded material.
While I was working on my project Gigantes, photographing Brazilian pro wrestlers, their training, and events, I raised the hypothesis that a part of the current lack of interest in this type of sport was in the fact that the spectacle of fights happening today, besides being virtually much more present in front of the spectators, is also more intense, more real, less theatrical (in the sense of following a plot). I suspected that once this last type of entertainment becomes a culture, is watched, commented on, and/or only perceived by the masses, that first form of entertainment loses part of its interest.

That’s how I found Streetbeefs. From the comfort of the chair, in front of the computer, I came across this Youtube channel where ordinary people fought without any technique, but with a lot of desire. First of all, the fights were dedicated to the people who got involved in some dispute in the neighborhood, and in the lack of how to convince each other, they decided that the final word would come from a duel. “Gloves up, guns down” became their motto. A manly and vigorous way to keep rude tongues in check.

“For Streetbeefs the rules are simple: two fighters, three rounds, no biting, no eye-gouging, no throat chops, no cursing, don’t insult the fighters, and no drugs, alcohol, or filming. Whoever wins they get the honor and the disputes solved“. That’s their Code Duelo in the words of Christopher Willmore, founder of the group, best known as Scarface, or simply Face.

At the age of 5, their house caught on fire. His mom, a drug addict, was drunk. His brother died inside and for a long time, he felt guilty for not being strong enough to go back inside and save him. At 16, was “all around drugs and stealing” and got stabbed in the throat. Was sent to prison where he also learned how to box. On Christmas Eve 2013, one of his friends was shot in the back in front of his house while waiting for his son to leave. He bled there, in front of the child, until his last breath. That is when he decided to start Streetbeefs.

This project takes the Streebeefs' case not as a “simple” fight club, but also as how it is inserted into the often gruesome and sometimes comical Western Tradition of defending one’s honor. Nevertheless, it intends to explore other layers that might compose the bigger picture. I call into question the approach/definition to Violence as being simply Aggression.

The French sociologist René Girard would call it demagogic: when we think of aggression we do not consider ourselves aggressors (whose behavior leads to violent phenomena), and the aggressor is always “the Other”, an Unknown, far away from our responsibility. This, he would continue, perpetuates the Rousseauian idea of a “Good Human Nature” that would be better off without a Society to corrupt it. My idea is more a Romanesque one, meaning that the Violence among men is rivalrous, present in different forms in all societies, composing the core of human nature and culture.