When Mitsugi Saotome walked into Sarasota’s 12th Street Dojo on a warm evening in mid-May, he looked like he had walked straight out of a Japanese Western. Small in stature, he wore a wide-brimmed ...

Hey there, kids. Having a good week? I sure hope so. Because we’ve finally arrived at a point that has been long overdue. But enough is enough. We have arrived at the master, Steven Seagal, the Aikido ...