There are different definitions, but the short answer is that it's a school which focuses more on making money than on teaching quality martial arts.My new to martial talk and I hear a lot about mcdojos and I was just wandering what a mcdojo is?
My new to martial talk and I hear a lot about mcdojos and I was just wandering what a mcdojo is?
My new to martial talk and I hear a lot about mcdojos and I was just wandering what a mcdojo is?
It's a name given to a School or Place of Practice by those who either don't like what they see...
Stevebjj gave a decent description of a Mcdojo that one can get without being overally negative about it.
Excuse me, but the term is inherently negative. Nobody proudly calls their own school a McDojo. Some might argue that a standardised, franchised school can still offer a quality product. They might even admire the McDonald's Corp. business model... but they aren't going to embrace the term Mc Dojo! It implies an over-priced, poor quality, pre-packaged MA "product" watered down for mass consumption by kiddies and undiscriminating adults. And if that's all you can find, well OK. Like you said it's a start. You can survive by eating at McDonald's too. I just wouldn't make it my core diet.
...how low are you willing to make the standards in order to reach that goal? And is this decision driven primarily (or entirely) by money, and the desire for lots of said same?
Personally, I don't like the idea.
And kids think clowns are scary.
The term McDojo refers to a business model that is similar to that of McDonalds.My new to martial talk and I hear a lot about mcdojos and I was just wandering what a mcdojo is?
Apparently they specialized in birthday, holiday and special occasion parties, including sleep-overs. The magician is out of town? Can't book a clown for your kiddie's party? Well, you can hire one of their crack team of blackbelts to fill the occasion!!! And kids think clowns are scary.
Personally, I can't think of a better way to dignify the considerable time many of us have spent developing our skills than to host kiddie parties and entertain a couple of dozen screaming tykes all juiced up on cake and ice cream. Good Lord! Maybe the school didn't go broke. Maybe all the instructors just killed themselves.