The Deadliest Man Alive: Count Dante, the Mob, and the War for American Martial Arts
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Before he became Count Dante, The Deadliest Man Alive . . .
Before he began training Blacks and women in mixed martial arts and incited the deadly Dojo War in Chicago . . .
Before he started wearing a cape, carrying a gold cane, and walking his pet lion around the Loop on a leash . . .
Before he was—or was not — entangled with the Mob . . .
Before he did—or did not—help organize Chicago’s record-setting Purolator Heist, from which $1.5 million was never recovered . . .
Before he got hooked on cocaine, became even more bizarre, and died mysteriously . . .
He was John Keehan, a doctor’s kid from a good family, with a weakness for the girl next door. A certified beautician who owned a hair salon and coiffed the hair of Playboy Bunnies, nobody from high school ever expected he’d end up inside the pages of millions of comic books, selling the infamous secrets to the Dim Mak, The Death Touch, bringing mixed martial arts to the masses.
Benji Feldheim
Benji Feldheim is a Chicago-based writer and award-winning journalist whose work on crime, politics, music, food, and other life experiences has appeared in Vice News, Crain’s, Chicago Magazine, the Chicago Tribune, MEL, and others. Feldheim, a University of Illinois graduate and onetime Rolling Stone intern, practices Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and plays drums in any bands that will allow him on the stage.
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The Deadliest Man Alive - Benji Feldheim
PREFACE
At six feet one inch, with a strong and domineering posture that made him appear larger than he was, John Keehan radiated charisma and menace, the archetypical alpha male. His blue eyes were intensely focused, some used the word piercing
to describe the way he seemed to be looking not so much at you as through you, appraisingly and then into the distance beyond, as if he was always calculating new ways to win fights, new moves to make, new places to go, new ways to make money, and new ways to dominate his environment the way he could dominate on the mats, or in an alley. To live his life differently than all the run-of-the-mill humans he’d see every day on the street, sleepwalking through their lives like zombies, like losers—weaklings full of nothing but lame excuses and hollow dreams—what the fuck, had they even tried?
From his first time in a dojo, it was clear that Keehan had a talent for martial arts and a taste for domination. Skilled in boxing, karate, and other Asian disciplines, he quickly rose through the ranks of established martial arts schools and opened his own dojo by age twenty-four.
In time, however, the rising star would be ostracized by the martial arts establishment of his times, much of it built by World War II veterans who picked up fighting styles while overseas during the war, and Japanese Americans who’d survived internment camps. At the time, these masters preferred teaching strictly regimented and rehearsed forms and katas, concentrating on techniques, not fighting. Often, only white and Asian men were allowed in the classes.
But Keehan was controversy in action. He opened his dojo to Blacks and women; some would start their own martial arts school, creating a lineage for people who otherwise wouldn’t have had the chance to learn karate.
And besides teaching technique, Keehan concentrated on training his students for street fights. You can’t do a roundhouse kick in a phone booth,
he liked to say.
Keehan taught his students how to get in close, claw at the eyeballs, attack the groin. His classes combined technique drilling with hard sparring. Often, he would recreate real-life self-defense scenarios, using weapons, or pitting six students against one, just to make the training as realistic as possible. At tournaments, his students were more brutal than those from the formalist schools and often won, leaving many calling foul—and further deepening the divide between himself and more traditional martial arts establishments.
When not pursuing his interests in martial arts, Keehan dabbled in a curious assortment of other career pursuits. He worked as a hairdresser, skilled enough to be hired by Playboy Enterprises to coif the hair of its Chicago Bunnies. He worked as the director of a wig and hairpiece firm, and as a beauty consultant. Eventually, he would also own adult bookstores and other stores selling occult paraphernalia. His used car lot on Chicago’s South Side was one of two enterprises that hinted at a connection between himself and the Chicago-based Mafia. The other would prove to be the greatest heist in Chicago history.
No matter what role he was playing, Dante carried himself with the arrogance of a man who knew his very presence was a lethal force. You could tell right away that he didn’t need much provocation. Though adored by the dozens or even hundreds of loyal students he had schooled, Dante was disliked by at least as many who liked him.
As the years went by, Keehan would take his act to the next level, morphing himself into the outlandish, comic book persona the world would come to know through his ads in comic books: The World’s Deadliest Fighting Secrets Can Be Yours! (Act now and your authentic Black Dragon Fighting Society membership card will be rushed to you at no extra cost!)
As Count Dante, the ginger Keehan dyed his hair jet black. He often wore a cape with a collar flipped up like Dracula. Under the cape, in super-hero style, leotards revealed his muscular form; a 24-carat gold-leaf embossed cane completed the outfit. To sculpt his trademark beard, with its sinister swoops and carved points—so elaborate it looked as if it had been carefully drawn onto his face with a magic marker—Keehan used hair removal powder, which left the exposed skin on his cheeks raw and pink. He drove a Cadillac Eldorado with his personal crest emblazoned on the doors, two growling lions. For a while, he kept a lion as a pet and would be seen walking it along the streets of Chicago, using a length of grade 100 high-strength steel straight chain as a leash.
As both Keehan and Dante, he was never without a woman by his side. Like the comic book hero he was shaping himself to be, he fancied that women wanted him and men wanted to be like him.
And the more people bought into his projection, the more he needed to prove.
To some, Keehan/Dante is remembered as a martial arts pioneer and a fighter against prejudice; he was among the first karate instructors to allow people of color and women to become black belts in his dojo. With his free combination of styles and unleashed aggression, he helped sow the seeds for the type of modern mixed martial arts that is so prevalent today. A few years after his death, martial arts tournaments in all styles upped the ante, allowing protective gear and a higher level of contact. Further into the 1980s, fighters from different styles would face each other in the first versions of what we know today as the Ultimate Fighting Championship’s Octagon.
But to others he was a selfish opportunist who took advantage of those around him, a peacocking, big-talking scam artist who always remained one step ahead of the law. As he completed his transformation into Count Dante, his behavior became increasingly outlandish and dangerous. Throughout his life, the people closest to Dante would reach their limit with his antics and would distance themselves from him out of fear.
As wrote D. David Dreis, who served as managing editor of Black Belt magazine in 1969: He was not a villain as many people supposed . . . but he does villainous things.
One thing was sure. When Count Dante walked in a room, you believed anything was possible.
EARLY DAYS
John Timothy Keehan was born on February 4, 1939, to Jack and Dorothy Keehan. His father was an OB/GYN and served as president of the Ashland State Bank. The bank was described by Bloomberg as a full-service bank that accepted deposits, made loans, and provided other services for the public,
until it merged with the Austin State Bank in the 1980s. Keehan grew up in the Beverly neighborhood of Chicago’s South Side, his family in an upper-income bracket,
he told writer Massad Ayoob in an interview for Black Belt .
Almost exactly a year after John Keehan entered the world, Tommy Gregory was born. He grew up near Ninety-Second and Loomis streets in the Brainerd neighborhood, just a few blocks away from the Keehans’ home. In 1947, around the time Gregory was in second grade, he was walking near a prairie patch close to their homes and saw two kids beating up on Keehan.
I ran over there as they were just pounding him on the ground. But I joined him and we turned the tables. We beat the shit out of those guys and John and I became friends.
The Gregory family didn’t have much money; the Keehans were well off. Dorothy Keehan would often give the boys money to fund their escapades around downtown. They’d hop on the L train, smoke cigars, hit the arcades, and get themselves into minor mischief, Gregory said.
With a dollar or two back then, we could do anything we wanted. We’d spend all day running around downtown.
On Friday nights, Dorothy would take Tommy and John out to dinner in fancy restaurants, using the opportunities to school them in proper manners.
When Gregory was fourteen, he and his sister Joan, who was friends with John’s sister, Diane, joined the Keehans on a summer trip to a private island in Canada for two