When I was growing up, in the middle of the last century, there was this strange beast called the martial arts. People could defend themselves merely through the use of this strange energy called ki. Heck, women could beat up mugs and rapists, and even children could defend themselves using this thing called Karate.

I explored Kenpo, and Goju, and judo, and all manner of the combative arts, and I found little trace of this mysterious energy. Mostly, you just kicked and hit the air, and I began to believe that ki might be more of a looney tunes than a reality. Still, I heard the rumors of little men in pajamas able to do the most incredible thing which, even though they seemed a bit muscular, touted this strange energy called Ki.