Gosh, how things have changed since I was a kid!
I was going to recount how I had to handle physical bullying when I was at secondary school (aged 11) but I don't think that my experiences are even remotely relevant to the glimpses of todays environment that the above posts reveal.
Then again, all perspectives may have something to offer I suppose.
When I was a child, I was very aggressive and violent - not of a bullying nature per se but I was always ready to negotiate a disagreement with my fists ... or worse ...
... I remember with shame throwing my best friend into a stream and not letting him out, no matter how he cried, until he found my model Mercedes he'd chucked into that same stream in a fit of jealousy

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... I also remember, with a sort of grudging pride, having a fight with a much older cousin and being so fierce that he clocked me in the face with a yard-brush, knocking loose my front teeth. I prompty spat them out and surged back up from the ground to the attack ... at which point he ran off :

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You get the image from those mini-windows. It took my father years to beat that auto-aggressive response out of me {I was mule-stubborn as well :hides:}. However, by the time I got to secondary school, he had succeeded in giving me the necessary self control.
I'm sure I've told this story here before but in my first week at high school I became the target of a couple of would-be Alpha's, who figured it would do their status good to beat up on the speccy-four-eyed brainy kid.
My father had done his job rather too well, I have to say, in that not only had he given my the discipline not to resort to violence at the drop of a hat but that I now found it impossible to release that discipline enough to actually defend myself.
So, the bully-boys gave me a couple of blows and knocked me down.
I got back up ... and they knocked me down again.
I got back up and tried to explain that my father had taught me not to fight so what was the point of hitting me?
They promptly clocked me a few more times, by which time there was the normal 'fight' crowd gathering and there was murder gathering in my eyes as well.
That was as nothing to the confusion in their eyes tho' because they couldn't understand why I wouldn't fight back but I wouldn't run away either

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As far as I remember, the incident ended when some of the crowd (classmates of mine as it happens) joined in and pulled them off me - dire threats were issued as to what would happen if they bothered me again and that was that.
This was all a few decades ago of course, so the fact that those chaps never did bother me again and I got a Ghandi-like reputation for passive resistance probably would not get a modern revival in the surroundings previous posters have alluded to.
All that rambling has been leading up to a question. Does anyone with the experience of present day 'playground' politics think that such non-violent resistance has a prayer of being effective today? Or are your only choices to fight back and get the same punishment as your attackers, to run away and get an indelible reputation as a coward or to (adult sensibly) seek protection from the relevant authorities and be branded a 'snitch'?
EDIT: Whilst I was building the above,
Gordon posted and essentially proved without a doubt that I grew up in a different world

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