This post will contain questionable content. It is about Iron Crotch Qi Gong, and contains the word “penis,” though only in quotes. I would never subject my readers to an unquoted penis, except that one right there.
Apparently (according to this article):
Grandmaster Tu Jin-Sheng, best known for his Iron Crotch, attached himself not once, but twice, to a rental moving truck and pulled it several yards across a parking lot in Fremont. In lace-up leather boots and a black tank top, the 50-year-old tied a strip of blue fabric around the base of his penis and testicles and tugged to make sure it was on tight. An assistant kicked him hard between the legs before he lashed himself to the vehicle.
He groaned, grunted and pressed against two men for resistance.
Then, slowly, the truck began to roll forward.
You can learn more about Iron Crotch Qi Gong here, and even see a modestly pixellated image of a practicioner lifting weights.
If you want you can even buy Tu Jin-Sheng’s video.
For a completely Flash based site, check out Iron Crotch DOT COM!
An article in Kung Fu magazine featuring a truly frightening image of all the various metal tools used to condition oneself in Iron Crotch Qi Gong!
And more about Tu himself:
u is graceful man who moves like a swimming dragon, with sudden bursts of thunderous gestures, natural displays of raw power. He is a very calm speaker with a deep bass voice, softened with kindness. His hands move like brushstrokes while his thick body is solid and upright as an immovable stone statue. Tu was very open and frank about the “inner secrets” of his practice, exposing himself to scrutiny just as openly as when exposes his privates in his public towing demonstrations.
And just when you thought that wonder was gone from the world… Iron Crotch Qi Gong rescues you from the mundanity.
I don’t remember where I first saw this linked, but I most recently got it from Warren Ellis.