Why I Love Cooper's Colour Code
In this blog post I’m going to explain why I love Cooper’s colour code so much, and why I use it in my dojo (and will continue to do so) even as it falls out of favour with some others in the martial arts and self-protection sphere. So without further ado, why do I love Cooper’s colour code so much?
It’s dead simple to understand.
Excellent. Blog post over. See you in the next one.
Jokes aside, I am going to explain myself properly, but it does essentially boil down to that fact. Cooper’s colour code is generally speaking an accurate (enough for our purposes at least) model which breaks potentially complex psychological theories and human emotional and physical responses to threat down into easy to understand and remember concepts.
It’s so easy to do in fact that I chucked together a quick infographic which I consider to cover all the key elements:

Print that out, stick it in the back of your training journal, and refer back to it if you need to which you won’t because it’s so bloody easy to remember!
The psychology behind human violence - both from the perspective of an aggressor and as a victim - is complex, and an in depth study of it takes years. I know this, I used to work with forensic psychologists, who spend several years in education and practice figuring out why people carry out violence against other people, what the triggers are, how the aggressor’s own trauma influenced their eventual criminality.
And sure, if you want, you can have someone with that level of knowledge come in and discuss that. And discuss the psychology of victimhood, and how predatory criminals choose their victims based on how resilient they appear.
Or you can take Coopers code away with you, and say to your students - “be in condition yellow - don’t walk around looking like an easy target!” Immediately applicable, and then possible to build on throughout your training.
I recently read a takedown of Cooper’s colour code where the writer scoffed at Condition White because walking down the street he knew there was zero chance of him being attacked, and didn’t need to be in any state of alert because common sense told him he’d be fine.
That’s all grand until someone runs up behind him and belts him in the head for no reason.
“But Rob! That’s just scare mongering! Things like that don’t happen, especially on the streets of jolly old blighty.”
Oh you sweet summer child. I’ll just leave this here for you (along with a violence content warning):







