What to do about dumbass gangsta wannabes?

I was 100% with you until that part. I will never understand why people think bird shot is a good idea...its for BIRDS!

Well, I like it for home defense. 1) If its in the middle of the night, I only have to miss my target by a little and I still do damage. 2) Bird shot is enough to not only kill an intruder, it also disables muscle groups. 3) Bird shot wont go thorugh several walls of drywall. If my kids or wife are standing up in another room and I miss, it will have a much lower percentage of hurting someone I love. 4) Can you say "CHugh CHIK"
 
I've lived in some bad places and seen horrible things. My advice, if you feel that you or your family is in danger and you aren't willing to find a better place to live, there is only one answer. Less-than-lethal won't do you any good. Even if the wannabes don't know it was you, they'll know it was someone in the neighborhood. They'll take it out on somebody. How would you feel if someone got raped or killed in retaliation for something you did because the bangers assumed it was someone else. If you're not leaving, give them a reason to never come back. You'll have to do a little planning, but basically set up somewhere with decent cover and a good view, some place where you can stay nice and calm, take you time, then when they're in a good spot, like a group of unaware little chotes, let the air out of as many of them as you can. They were willing to kill you and anyone else in that neighborhood. Any little gang banger piece of shit that does a driveby is willing to hit innocent people. The cops aren't going to help. OR you can hope that it all just goes away and there's a happy ending. The only other option is to leave. You have to consider that even if the family leaves that is attracting the bangers' attacks, they still know of a neighborhood they can terrorize and people they can pick on. They might not leave. They might just pick someone else.

Honestly, if it is has you scared and you are leaning toward less-lethal means, just leave. I know it sounds kind of chickenny, but it's not. Getting out and finding a better place to live is a whole lot easier. Everything I talked about is great in theory, but if you've never taken a life, ... well... I'm sure you've heard or seen in books and movies how hard everyone says it is. It is hard. Depending on what kind of person you are, that's to what degree or timeframe it will effect you. Only problem is, you never REALLY know what kind of person you are until afterwards.
 
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Discussing this publicly on the internet is not a good thing. If anything happens to those guys, you've already set yourself up for prosecution.
 
Discussing this publicly on the internet is not a good thing. If anything happens to those guys, you've already set yourself up for prosecution.

This is true. I would consider having the moderators make this thread disappear.
 
If anything happens to these guys?

Since I am not planning on killing or injuring anyone, if they wind up dead, it will be from their business as usual, not from me. I am not setting myself up for any prosecution.

By way of a legal example if I might be pointy headed for a moment. You can publicly yak all you want about, for instance, "Someone ought to burn down that abandoned drug house."

You could even go say it to the mayor, the judge, whomever. Then the house burns one day.

Everyone might think of you immediately. However, you could not be successfully prosecuted just for talking about it. The state still has to prove that you took some concrete step towards burning that house down. Without physical evidence tying you to the scene of the crime, the coincidence is not enough to even get you in serious trouble.

So, if the target wannabe gets popped by a .22lr, everyone's money is going to be on his rivals whom have already attacked his house with a rifle that can be ballistically matched from the previous shooting.

If he gets zapped by 7.62x39 and I know I didn't do it, I would happily answer questions that arose out this thread because I am not seriously talking about zapping anyone nor contemplating it as a serious option.
 
Plant lots of barbwire before you plant the weeds, clean off the graffiti, place security cameras covering the back fences, road entrance and any other good view locations of where they might walk or drive. Turn on outside lights - roaches don't like the light. Neighborhood watch, and coordination with local PD is a decent idea. Keep a loaded rifle handy, just in case.

Not much more you can do until you move.
 
Look, the bottom line is most criminals/gang members are cowards, thats why they fight in groups, attack the weak, and do drive bys. I have been a law enforcement officer for about 10 years, first with the sheriffs dept, and now with Homeland Security, and the sad thing is that no matter what you do NOTHING will change. Crimials are like roaches, they always find a way to survive and multiply. The only real advice I can give you is to stay vigilant, be aware of whats going on around you, and try to avoid a confrontation with these punks... now with that being said, I firmly believe that every man has the right to defend his home and family. so if push comes to shove, do what you must to protect you and your loved ones..... Good luck.
 
I agree with Dylside. Leaving is eventually going to be the best course of action. So you lose some money on your house? Better than losing your life or having things escalate to the point of losing your freedom. Move to a more like-minded neighborhood where the local sheriff has a history of not prosecuting those who defend themselves (even in "iffy" circumstances). Only options you have after find out that all your blackberry bushes, security cameras, beehives, and everything else didn't work is to poke 'em full of holes and take your chances....or move.
 
I agree with Dylside. Leaving is eventually going to be the best course of action. So you lose some money on your house? Better than losing your life or having things escalate to the point of losing your freedom. Move to a more like-minded neighborhood where the local sheriff has a history of not prosecuting those who defend themselves (even in "iffy" circumstances). Only options you have after find out that all your blackberry bushes, security cameras, beehives, and everything else didn't work is to poke 'em full of holes and take your chances....or move.

The very move you speak of was the one my father executed out of Southern California to Oregon. Now apparently it is my turn to flee. Where to?

My best guesstimate is that no matter where we go, the problem follows eventually. My son can have the joy of moving out of North Dakota or Wyoming then because moving has proven itself to be no long term panacea.
 
Well. You could always start a hippie naked gay socialist commune that promotes speaking in Arabic and wearing dunce hats. Maybe they will leave you alone then!
 
Like I said form the start, Boats, I wish you luck. The sad reality is you really have no choices and you are merely prolonging the inevitable. But then again, we are all in the same boat.

Prickly Pear cactus, boards with nails in them, security cameras, beehives etc. are not the answer. The fact is they are still in your neighborhood and they will continue to grow. Wished it was different.
 
If we are all in the same boat, I'm left to wonder when and where to use up the 10k rounds of 5.45x39 I stocked up.;)
 
I would do everything possible to stay out of the fray. Put pressure on the politicians and police. Make them address the issue. Vigilante justice, while rewarding, usually leads to a bad ending for the vigilantes.

+1. If you're not directly targeted, you're going to wind up behind bars, if you're lucky. Type up a petition, have everyone in the neighborhood sign it. If the police commish and other local politicians know they can't rely on a whole neighborhood's votes if they don't put an end to the problem, they'll act on it pretty quickly. Instead of you investing in some thorn bushes, maybe the town powers can be convinced to put up a fence. If these guys are actually discharging firearms, the po-po will probably be happy to help you.
 
No weapons in Bartertown bro.:p One of the best scenes in the movie is watching Mad Max drop his personal arsenal after he was robbed.

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Hey, that reminds me, when are we going to see the RC "personal fly swatter?"
 
It's a shame that these days, criminals have nothing to fear.

In olden times, when my family fled from across the ocean, they settled in a land where justice was swift and carried out by the offended party. My great grandfather used to tell my grandmother of the Texas he found after getting off the boat and looking for a place where he felt safe. He told her that it wasn't the law or politicians that criminals were afraid of, it was the people who would fight to make their town safe and exact much deserved retribution if necessary. It might not have always been right or fair, but damn if it didn't work.

Then it all changed for him. All of a sudden, the criminals had more rights than he did. They had the right to fair trial. The had the right to fair treatment. Where was this fairness when they victimized helpless, innocent people?

One day, my grandmother's sister was attacked and brutally raped. My great grandfather went to the town officials and said he wanted justice. They brushed him off and said they'd take care of it. That wasn't enough for him.

He did some "hard research" (beating asses for answers) and found out that the man who did the deed and his father were coming in on a train the next day. He found out what the guy looked like and went home to get his rifle.

Then next day, bright and early, my great grandfather waited at the train station. Eventually he saw two men getting off the train and one of them fit the description. He walked up to the man and asked, "are you ********?" The man said, "yeah." Without any talk or explaining why what was about to happen was going to happen, my great grandfather yanked up the rifle and blew the mans guts all over the platform. He turned the rifle to the man with him and said, "who are you?" The other man said, "I'm this boy's father." Then, my great grandfather sprayed him all over the platform right next to his son.

My great grandfather was arrested, and charged with double murder. His trial just so happened to coincide with a visit from the president of the United States to his little town in Texas. I have a picture of my great grandfather in his Sundays best, outside his prison cell, about to go to the courthouse. The trial was a big to-do in the town, as everyone knew my great grandfather and he was a well respected man of the town. The president of the United States actually attended my great grandfathers trial and after a very short time pulled the judge outside. When they came back in, the president asked my great grandfather, "why did you kill that man's father?" My great grandfather said, "if I didn't do it then, I would have just had to do it later in the day."

The president of the United States pardoned my great grandfather and let him go free. That presidential pardon is framed and in my father's living room.

These days, good people will be arrested and go to trial, be sued, or even go to prison for defending themselves, their families, and their communities. Can you imagine the president of today sitting through a murder trial for a man who was protecting or avenging his family? I'm pretty sure that said man would spend the rest of his life in prison as an example against owning personal firearms and vigilantism.

I never got a chance to meet my great grandfather, but if I did, I'd shake his hand and say, "Thanks for standing up."
 
Fill the paintballs with:

A.) Cayenne Pepper, Hanbanero, Spanish Bonnet laced jelly substance.

B.) Homemade Napalm. Nothin' sez luvvin' like a face full of jellied gasoline.
 
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