Katherine Mangu-Ward | December 18, 2006

It contains 85 tools, weighs nearly two pounds, and costs about $1000--the biggest Swiss Army knife ever. Writes the Guardian:
Although Swiss rationality and neutrality are often mistaken for wimpishness, Swiss mercenaries were long considered the most reliably vicious in Europe. The infantrymen of the Swiss Confederation were particularly skilled in the use of very nasty-looking pointy things, including crossbow bolts and the 18ft pikes with which they fought off the Habsburgs at the Battle of Morgarten in 1315. (The pikes carried by the Papal Swiss Guard are an echo of this battle.)
The article also suggests that you "unload this mother into the plastic tray as you walk through security at Heathrow and just see what happens." Reason readers, get to it!
And don't forget, Knives Take Lives. Especially those of the Swiss army variety.
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OK, because of the "full of Holes" comment I just had to cut and
paste this one:
Self-defense Against Fresh Fruit
Colonel (Graham Chapman):
Get some discipline into those chaps, Sergeant Major!
Sargeant (John Cleese, shouting throughout):
Right sir! Good evening, class.
All (mumbling):
Good evening.
Sargeant:
Where's all the others, then?
All:
They're not here.
Sgt.:
I can see that. What's the matter with them?
All:
Dunno.
Chapman (member of class):
Perhaps they've got 'flu.
Sgt.:
Huh! 'Flu, eh? They should eat more fresh fruit. Ha. Right. Now,
self-defence. Tonight I shall be carrying on from where we got to
last week when I was showing you how to defend yourselves against
anyone who attacks you with armed with a piece of fresh
fruit.
(Grumbles from all)
Palin:
Oh, you promised you wouldn't do fruit this week.
Sgt.:
What do you mean?
Jones:
We've done fruit the last nine weeks.
Sgt.:
What's wrong with fruit? You think you know it all, eh?
Palin:
Can't we do something else?
Idle (Welsh):
Like someone who attacks you with a pointed stick?
Sgt.:
Pointed stick? Oh, oh, oh. We want to learn how to defend ourselves
against pointed sticks, do we? Getting all high and mighty, eh?
Fresh fruit not good enough for you eh? Well I'll tell you
something my lad. When you're walking home tonight and some great
homicidal maniac comes after you with a bunch of loganberries,
don't come crying to me! Now, the passion fruit. When your
assailant lunges at you with a passion fruit...
All:
We done the passion fruit.
Sgt.:
What?
Chapman:
We done the passion fruit.
Palin:
We done oranges, apples, grapefruit...
Jones:
Whole and segments.
Palin:
Pomegranates, greengages...
Chapman:
Grapes, passion fruit...
Palin:
Lemons...
Jones:
Plums...
Chapman:
Mangoes in syrup...
Sgt.:
How about cherries?
All:
We did them.
Sgt.: Red and black?
All:
Yes!
Sgt.:
All right, bananas.
(All sigh.)
Sgt.:
We haven't done them, have we? Right. Bananas. How to defend
yourself against a man armed with a banana. Now you, come at me
with this banana. Catch! Now, it's quite simple to defend yourself
against a man armed with a banana. First of all you force him to
drop the banana; then, second, you eat the banana, thus disarming
him. You have now rendered him 'elpless.
Palin:
Suppose he's got a bunch.
Sgt.:
Shut up.
Idle:
Suppose he's got a pointed stick.
Sgt.:
Shut up. Right now you, Mr Apricot.
Chapman:
'Arrison.
Sgt.:
Sorry, Mr. 'Arrison. Come at me with that banana. Hold it like
that, that's it. Now attack me with it. Come on! Come on! Come at
me! Come at me then! (Shoots him.)
Chapman:
Aaagh! (dies.)
Sgt.:
Now, I eat the banana. (Does so.)
Palin:
You shot him!
Jones:
He's dead!
Idle:
He's completely dead!
Sgt.:
I have now eaten the banana. The deceased, Mr Apricot, is now
'elpless.
Palin:
You shot him. You shot him dead.
Sgt.:
Well, he was attacking me with a banana.
Jones:
But you told him to.
Sgt.:
Look, I'm only doing me job. I have to show you how to defend
yourselves against fresh fruit.
Idle:
And pointed sticks.
Sgt.:
Shut up.
Palin:
Suppose I'm attacked by a man with a banana and I haven't got a
gun?
Sgt.:
Run for it.
Jones:
You could stand and scream for help.
Sgt.:
Yeah, you try that with a pineapple down your windpipe.
Jones:
A pineapple?
Sgt.:
Where? Where?
Jones:
No I just said: a pineapple.
Sgt.:
Oh. Phew. I thought my number was on that one.
Jones:
What, on the pineapple?
Sgt.:
Where? Where?
Jones:
No, I was just repeating it.
Sgt.:
Oh. Oh. I see. Right. Phew. Right that's bananas then. Now the
raspberry. There we are. 'Armless looking thing, isn't it? Now you,
Mr Tin Peach.
Jones:
Thompson.
Sgt.:
Thompson. Come at me with that raspberry. Come on. Be as vicious as
you like with it.
Jones:
No.
Sgt.:
Why not?
Jones:
You'll shoot me.
Sgt.:
I won't.
Jones:
You shot Mr. Harrison.
Sgt.:
That was self-defence. Now come on. I promise I won't shoot
you.
Idle:
You promised you'd tell us about pointed sticks.
Sgt.:
Shut up. Come on, brandish that raspberry.
Come at me with it. Give me Hell.
Jones:
Throw the gun away.
Sgt.:
I haven't got a gun.
Jones:
You have.
Sgt.:
Haven't.
Jones:
You shot Mr 'Arrison with it.
Sgt.:
Oh, that gun.
Jones:
Throw it away.
Sgt.:
Oh all right. How to defend yourself against a redcurrant -
without a gun.
Jones:
You were going to shoot me!
Sgt.:
I wasn't.
Jones:
You were!
Sgt.:
No, I wasn't, I wasn't. Come on then. Come at me. Come on you weed!
You weed, do your worst! Come on, you puny little man. You
weed...
(Sgt. pulls a lever in the wall-
CRASH! a 16-ton weight falls on Jones)
Jones:
Aaagh.
Sgt.:
If anyone ever attacks you with a raspberry, just pull the lever
and the 16-ton weight will fall on top of him.
Palin:
Suppose there isn't a 16-ton weight?
Sgt.:
Well that's planning, isn't it? Forethought.
Palin:
Well how many 16-ton weights are there?
Sgt.:
Look, look, look, Mr Knowall. The 16-ton weight is just one way of
dealing with a raspberry killer. There are millions of
others!
Idle:
Like what?
Sgt.:
Shootin' him?
Palin:
Well what if you haven't got a gun or a 16-ton weight?
Sgt.:
Look, look. All right, smarty-pants. You two, you two, come at me
then with raspberries. Come on, both of you, whole basket
each.
Palin:
No guns.
Sgt.:
No.
Palin:
No 16-ton weights.
Sgt.:
No.
Idle:
No pointed sticks.
Sgt.:
Shut up.
Palin:
No rocks up in the ceiling.
Sgt.:
No.
Palin:
And you won't kill us.
Sgt.:
I won't.
Palin:
Promise.
Sgt.:
I promise I won't kill you. Now. Are you going to attack me?
Palin and Idle:
Oh, all right.
Sgt.:
Right, now don't rush me this time. Stalk me. Do it properly. Stalk
me. I'll turn me back. Stalk up behind me, close behind me, then in
with the redcurrants! Right? O.K. start moving. Now the first thing
to do when you're being stalked by an ugly mob with redcurrants is
to - release the tiger!
(He does so. Growls. Screams.)
Sgt.:
The great advantage of the tiger in unarmed combat is that he eats
not only the fruit-laden foe but also the redcurrants. Tigers
however do not relish the peach. The peach assailant should be
attacked with a crocodile. Right, now, the rest of you, where are
you? I know you're hiding somewhere with your damsons and prunes.
Well I'm ready for you. I've wired meself up to 200 tons of
gelignite, and if any one of you so much as makes a move we'll all
go up together! Right, right. I warned you. That's it...
(Explosion.)
This cigarette lighter has 82 functions. 83 if you [flick] want
to light a cigarette.
D Flint
Just part of the Swiss Jihadist Conspiracy.
Let them on the planes with that and before you know it, all our
cheese will have holes in it and we'll all be popping out the door
every hour on the hour saying "Coo-Koo" up to twelve times.
Maybe the pike comes in segments.
Does it have one of those screwdrivers for glasses?
Well, as long as we're talking about wish list items from
Switzerland, I'd also like a brand new Sig Sauer with the two-tone
finish, and a bunch of chocolate.
And that knife.
I want that just so I could get mugged and point out to my assailant that, no, what he has is not a knife, THIS is a knife.
Jonathan,
If you got into a knifefight with that swiss army knife, you would
lose. It practically takes 2 hands to grip it, and yet the blade is
only 3 inches long.
Karen,
I think so, but it's hard to tell. You have to figure that if
it has a "Shortix laboratory key," whatever the hell that is
(thoreau? biologist? any other lab people?), that it has an
eyeglass screwdriver.
"Implement combinations subject to change without notice."
A spontaneously mutating artefact?
I see cell phone technology and pocket knife technology running
full-steam ahead to each other. Pretty soon we are just going to
need one device to do anything ever.
Human beings will be rendered obsolete by Cingular and the Swiss,
although you always knew it would end like that.
Someone tell the guy holding the thing to use the nail
clippers...
Give him a few minutes. It's hard to find the nail clippers in that
thing.
Progress Uber Alles,
A spontaneously mutating artefact?
I was hoping for this to be an organic SWA, but, alas, it seems to
be free-range.
"""Pity they didn't include an 18-foot pike in the super-sized
Swiss Army knife."""
That a special order.
Aside from the "holeeee sheeeit! factor, this thing has to be the dumbest thing I've ever seen. Imagine trying to use a pair of tweezers or a screwdriver or a paring knife or nail clippers, but with a goddamned brick attached to the end. That's what this is like.
"12/20 gauge choke tube tool"
Now why am I not surprised a Guardian writer wouldn't know
what this is?
The ultimate Swiss Army knife is one that simply morphs into whatever handheld tool that I happen to need. In a slender, chic form, ideally. A Swiss-Pod, if you will.
leathermen are made in oragon...and are about a million times more usefull and reliable as a swiss army knife...if you want any better you should just buy yourself a tool box an fill it full of tools
Stupid Trivia of the Day:
Do you know how the Leatherman tool got its name?
It was created by Tim Leatherman. No kidding.
I'll take a good CASE knife period.
A swiss knife is little more than a
cute toy.
I've carried a S.A.Knife or Victronix for
30 years. They sell a variety of them, so
you aren't stuck with an unwieldy collector's
item like the above example. The knife blade
is easy to sharpen. If you only had one knife
to own, it should be a S.A.Knife.
I carry other knives, too, depending on the
task at hand. Before you purchase a knife,
be sure to check which alloy the blade is
made of. If it doesn't list the alloy
specifically, don't buy the knife.
Go to this URL to get an idea of blade alloys.
http://www.zknives.com/knives/articles/knifesteelfaq.shtml
If it's like every other SAK, the glasses (jeweler's) screwdriver screws into the corkscrew for storage. And this giant has at least 3 blades in it.
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