O.C. and CS Gas
I've had several occasions to use the stuff:
CASE ONE -- CS Tear Gas:
Many years ago, while out for an evening walk in the park, 2 very iron-pumped muggers approached me and my wife. One brandished an, umm, Semi-Automatic Assault Knife (unregistered 5 inch Buck folder)... and requested my involuntary contribution to his chemical recreation fund. I told him to get lost. He stepped closer... and I zapped his face with the CS (stream). He winced, then got REAL pissed... and charged me... while his buddy beat feet. When I stuck a .38 snubbie (alas, also unregistered) in the poor socially-disadvantaged miscreant's face, he backed off, screaming "not fair", "off-sides", etc., while we got outta there. He was definitely "on" something -- which is why the CS failed.
This happened in one of the most "Liberal" cities in California. None of its elected officials, or LEO reps, were present (mercy!) to defend us, so I just hadda hit that old Vast Right Wing Conspirator switch... and Take The Law Into My Own hands. While I do regret damaging the Knife-Dude's fragile self esteem, be assured that I did it For-The-Children.
CASE TWO -- 10% OC:
A "guest" in my big apartment building parked in my $50/mo. reserved space in the parking garage one night. When I had the building's wimpy security guard roust him to move outta my space, the guy (10 yrs younger than me) got real p'd off and suddenly went berserk, attacking me. He got in a couple of punches before I nailed his mug w/the O.C. He recoiled, stunned, then swung again. So, I douched him again. He backed off, still p'd off, breathing w/difficulty and out of the fight... but shouting explicit threats.
I then called the cops to report it. They showed up... and told me that since the security guy corroborated my story, and since I also had a facial cut, I could have him arrested. In fact, they encouraged me to press charges. I declined, but asked them to tell the snotball that since I was, you know, your typical "violence-prone Vietnam war veteran", he really needed to seriously reconsider his revenge threats. A few weeks later, the guy saw me approaching outside the building. He quickly crossed to the other side of the street.
The O.C. worked here, but marginally so... probably because the perp was highly adrenalized.
CASE THREE -- 10% O.C.
Out for an evening walk (alone) in my neighborhood, two young Street Punks (age and physical Disparity Of Force right there) approached me. As they passed, one cursed me (no reason) and said he was "gonna kick your MoFo white face". I tried walking on, but he U-turned and came after me. I stopped, silently facing him, hands IN my jacket pockets (one on my O.C., the other on a .38 snubby. As he cocked his (unregistered) fist, I nailed him in the eyes with the O.C. He immediately froze, grabbing his face, then slowly wilted to the sidewalk, curling up like a prune. His tatoo'd buddy ran away. I walked home, enjoying the summer sunset.
I think the O.C. worked well here because of the "surprise" factor: nice, middle-aged, preppy-exec white guys ain't supposed to turn the tables and fight at the point-of-attack. No sir. That's the kind of Rugged Individualist thinking that Billary and the Edu-crats and the UN Euro-twits really gotta stamp out if their Progressive agenda's ever going to save us from ourselves.
I love animals and have dogs, but I've also had two occasions when big-and-nasty snarling strays stalked me, preparing to pounce. Both times, a shot of O.C. instantly reversed their carnivorous desires.
Recognizing its limitations, the Juice has its place in the Force Continuum.