Posted on 12/02/2012 7:41:40 PM PST by blam
Your best defense is a closed mouth.
“We didnt lock our doors in the fifties because soceity had so many with that same belief back then ... returning vets seem to see the world differently than handout Harrys and Harriets.”
Interesting - never thought of it like that, I bet that was a huge part of the fifties attitude. Also, the entire nation had felt the effects of the war with rationing, blackouts of the cities along the coasts, etc. Not like now, where I imagine 47% of the people think Obama got us out of Afghanistan already and the war is over.
I have personal experience with this one. I needed a cop in 1991, when someone was actively trying to break into my home at midnight. I was told they were at least 90 minutes away because of "a big drug bust."
911 operator asked if I had a gun. We were in CA at the time, and I had an unregistered one, so I just told them I could handle it and would call back if it got worse.
"We don't dial 911, and due to the high cost of ammunition, don't expect a warning shot."
I remember the first time I started locking the front door. It was in the early 1960s and we were living in west St. Louis in an upper class neighborhood for one year, and someone had walked in a neighbor doctor's home whose front door was not locked, looking for drugs. That was one street over from us, and I started locking the front door when I was home which was all the time as I didn't work outside the home that year. My front door has been locked since then.
I also remember when no one locked their car and likely the keys were in it, too. I don't remember when I started locking the car. We have gone from that era to now when we lock ourselves in, have burglar alarms on windows, have anti-kick device on front door and keep a loaded gun close. What will be next on this road to destruction?
You have a weird living situation.
My father always checked to be sure that all of our doors were locked before he went to bed. He was very concerned about security, for as far back as I can recall. I learned a lot from him.
Now, this is Texas and you can kill anyone attacking you with no problem. When he hesitated so long in answering her, I thought, “She is already dead because you waited so long to make up your mind.” Plus, he never did say he would shoot, only that he would get in trouble.
I decided this liberal man is carrying that gun as a fake macho show as he is not a large man. She is my sister-in-law and I would have said with no hesitation, “Yes, I'll kill him.”
I was really disappointed in the husband as I now think he would be useless to me if they stayed with me during an emergency that got out of hand and there were zombies around. I couldn't depend on him to shoot.
A few days before they got here, I cleaned out my closet and found a practice target sheet with the outline of a man that I used at a shooting range. There was a cluster of bullet holes in the center of his chest and one in the lower part of his anatomy. I taped that to the outside of my bedroom door and when they got there, the husband saw it, and started laughing. I said, if you wanted to get in my bedroom to harm me, would that target sheet make you think twice before opening that door? He said without hesitation, "I would not go in there."
If I add his automatic he wouldn't go in the room responses, together with he would get in trouble if he shot someone, I think he is actually afraid of a gun even though he carries one.
One needs to be careful about assuming someone you know would be helpful in such a situation. Try to find out their fear factor before trusting them in a life and death situation. For your information and assurance, I'm shooting anyone who threatens bodily harm or death to me or my friends - hollow point bullets because I mean business.
And, keep a target from your target practice where you have murdered that outline, and tape it on whichever door would be best to get the message to a zombie not to mess with you.
Wow. If I were married to that man (not that I can really imagine that), I would be very concerned about his response to that question. I still have the target from my first time at the range on my refrigerator. I should have it framed and displayed more prominently, where I can be sure that the zombies will see it. :)
I am concerned because I thought I could count on him. They don't store anything - they are only concerned with global warming in later years (I said they are liberal). So, I figure when the economy collapses, they will come here for me to save their lives with all my preps, which I can do because, unknowing to them, I kept them in mind for the past two years, to store extra for them.
You see, last year when my husband was dying of brain cancer, she took her vacation numerous times to come here to be with me and help me. When she came, she wouldn't let me go in the kitchen (she is a health food nut), and she made wonderful meals to feed me. I love her greatly and he was also helping me and I love him, too. I have to save them, and will do it gladly, but now I don't trust him to help me with security. I couldn't believe he wouldn't say he would shoot someone who was attacking his wife and I know he loves her. I am just so bothered by his wimping out - so sad he didn't step up.
You see, last year when my husband was dying of brain cancer, she took her vacation numerous times to come here to be with me and help me. When she came, she wouldn't let me go in the kitchen (she is a health food nut), and she made wonderful meals to feed me. I love her greatly and he was also helping me and I love him, too. I have to save them, and will do it gladly, but now I don't trust him to help me with security. I couldn't believe he wouldn't say he would shoot someone who was attacking his wife and I know he loves her. I am just so bothered by his wimping out - so sad he didn't step up.
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She sounds like a wonderful friend, as do you!
At least he was honest, and your instincts were correct, so your plans for the future are well in line. I may be wrong, but it seems to me that we can never really know how we will respond to an attack until we experience it, so it may be that he underestimates himself. In my experience, when we are under attack there are only split-second choices to be made, which are mostly instinctive. They come from a place in us that is not subject to rationalization, and it is without hesitation.
I don't know where you got your figures from, but that is a bottom-of-the-barrel rate for personal security.
Jus'sayin'.
I was a child in the fifties. When we lived in Fairlington, near DC, we never locked the door, perhaps so the screen doors at front and back allowed air to move through. But we also played from morning to night, outside, unattended, and without a care in the world. I walked two blocks to school and back again when I started school. If someone abducted a child int hose days, citizens would be after the perp as much if not more than the police! There were things that ‘society’ did not tolerate. Now, evil struts openly in America.
I like this idea.
I owned a house in Campbell in the late 60's, my only child was born in San Jose Hospital in 1968.
I think you have an unusual living situation too.
A guy called in on the schnitt show here in tampa. said this guy BRUTILIZED his son in NY. He was 12 then. police and schools and media did nothing. they actually moved to florida over this thug. football head injury my a$$.
Not anymore. I’m going to get a room with an American.
I’m done with this retarded logic...
A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.
He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:
"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."
To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"
Perhaps there's a moral to the story. I'd guess it is to encourage both husband and wife to fight intruders to the death, resolutely.
Very true, but there is always an exception to every rule.
The Wife has Family in MS, and half of them are Libs.
Last spring I stumbled across what looked for all the world like an unmarked grave. (That, or the local critters decided to dig a perfectly rectagular hole, 6 feet long and 4 feet wide, and then filled it back in.) I wasn’t ok with that, so I got the sheriff to send a deputy out to look at it. He said “You’re right, that does look like a grave. There haven’t been any murders reported that I’m aware of, so I’m not going to recommend sending a team out here to dig it up. If you decide to dig it up yourself and find anything interesting, let us know.”
Suffice to say, I started carrying that day, even though my permit hadn’t arrived yet.
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