Pocket Clip Manifesto
A pocket clip is not a feature. It is a declaration. The way a knife rides says more than the blade ever could. High and proud? You’re ready. You’re honest. Deep carry? You fear judgment. You fear the bulge. Tip-down carry? You’re either a traditionalist or a menace. There is no neutral position. Only alignment.
Some clips dig like a vendetta. Some hold like suggestion. Some are sculpted monuments to excess, milled titanium beasts with four proprietary screws and no practical benefit. Others prophesize betrayal, they pretend to help while slowly tearing a hole in your jeans, one sit at a time. There are knives I’ve sold because of the clip alone. There are knives I’ve kept and hated daily for the same reason.
And yes, there’s always that guy who drops a clipless slipjoint raw into the pocket. Letting it bounce around with quarters and gravel like some kind of frontier philosopher. I respect the chaos, but I am not built for it. I need tension. I need commitment. I need a clip that works and doesn’t try to teach me a lesson about impermanence.
-Kris
