My mum is a staunch pacifist. As a child I was never allowed anything even remotely violent as a toy. Water pistols were out and I had to use a washing up bottle. Transformers were just about fine but I definitely couldn’t have Megatron. I remember one time she confiscated my copy of Mike Tyson’s Punch Out as she didn’t want me playing something “endorsed by a rapist”. Her mantra was “if someone tries to fight you, it’s best to just walk away”. As a consequence I’ve grown up terrified of confrontation but on the plus side I’ve never been punched in the face. Swings and roundabouts.