After having been ripped off twice, I can't post what I'd do here for fear of someone finding it and using it against me in court after the fact as evidence of premeditation. Let's just say it's a scenario I've given some thought to and I'd have a plan to deal with it.

Duhhh...
DUDE!
Darkies?
Darkness?
DAMN!
Dangerous! :eek:

Weapons have taken all the fun out of confronting anyone, much less a crime in progress. A few months ago, there were 3 unrelated local deaths from people confronting taggers. You would think someone armed with an aerosol can wouldn't also be armed with a gun. Gangs are a nationwide problem. Guns are included with their standard dress code.

Crazy times. Nothing worth dying for unless my family or friends are targeted.

Strange story- I once was housesitting a friend's apartment while he was on vaction when someone broke in. I was sleeping in the back bedroom and heard something at about 2 AM, woke me up. I didn't think much of it, but because I was up I had to go to the bathroom. I cracked open the bedroom door and right there was a guy going through the kitchen. From this point it turned into what I can only describe as a scene from a Jason Bourne film. I ran towards hte guy and he tried to run, I pushed him into the kitchen table, we scuffled, he jumped up on the table as I was trying to drag him down, jumps through the bar opening in the wall between the kitchen and the living room- I follow him scrambling through it and then tackled him in the living room into a large potted plant, of which was smashed by his forehead. He roled over and kicked me in the face, which put me down against the couch pretty hard. He then bolted out the front door. By the time I got up to run out the door he was gone into the woods behind the apartment complex.

The whole scene lasted maybe 45 seconds. It was just instinct stuff, I didn't have any thoughts on what was happening at all. He thankfully wasn't armed. We were literally just fighting, each of us like it was for our lives. Nothing was taken, but there was quite a mess to clean up as during the fight from the path from the bedroom to the front door, we hit everything along the way.

I called the cops and said someone had tried to break in, gave a description, a cop came by to make sure I was OK and check the perimeter out. I didn't get into details with the police on the fight, I just wanted to goto sleep.

The kid was a white kid BTW. Seemed like just a normal kid, didn't looked drugged up or poor or anything. Maybe it was just some kid curious and knew my friend had left for vacation.

I'll never forget that night at all.

Except no one said "spooks"... http://forums.pelicanparts.com/suppo...ool_shades.gif

This works better than a dog:D
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"When Black is not asked to give it back, when Brown is asked to stick around, when Yellow is mellow, when Red can get ahead, and when White does what is right...

I guess saying "colored" is not so bad after all when this type of SHYTE is spewed out at our 44th president's inauguration and the president himself laughs at it!

Mike

you did the right thing. no way it is a great idea to approach 4 dudes unarmed.

even shooting them isnt worth the paperwork.

Letting them get away with it is not "The Right thing" .. Maybe the safest thing, maybe the best thing in this Left world where a State passes a Law that to leave your keys in the car so some inbred punk can steel it would make the car owner a criminal...It is all F%^&#@ up if you look at this correctly !
Letting a thief go will do no one a favor............JMO

Priceless. :)

given the opportunity I would beat the $hit out of them.

Given the numbers, without a gun (or at least a baseball bat) he would probably have gotten himself into a really bad situation.

I see no fault in his actions.

You should delete this post for the same reason you just listed.

DA: "We already know the defendant said he "had a plan to deal with thieves"...

No, i wuda said, what ya nigga's doing in da truck. but that's slang though.

alot of tough guys in here. very impressive.

i would just call the cops. i am not shooting, beating, stabbing, anyone for the measly belongings in my car. now if i was in danger, or my wife...game on.

Well told story.

I once heard 4 young guys breaking into the bar underneath my apartment when i was in my 20s, but they didn't see me. As a matter of freak bad luck, my only handgun- a Ruger .357 mag- was in the shop getting a laser sight mounted, and my only long gun, a Savage 12ga pump was totally taken apart...i was actually in the process of cleaning it when this happened!
So as fast as i could i reassembled and loaded the shotgun, put my 110lb champion doberman pinscer "Faust" on his leash, then went down into the basement of the bar and came up through a set of cast iron loading doors that open right into the street about 4 feet away from where they were breaking in (the bar had iron security bars on the window, they were actually taking them off with a ratchet, and had already removed the glass).

Pwnt.

True story, years ago I was in my garage cleaning my Over/Under Browning 12 Ga, and I hear my neighbor Bob's side gate open and close. I knew Bob and his wife were out of town. I put two shells in opened my side garage door and as loud as I could said I've got a shotgun and slammed it shut. Two white guys bolted out of Bob's yard and into a car with a driver and took off. I got their license number called the police and they got arrested. It turned out that they had a contact at the LA Times who would let them know when people called to put their paper delivery on hold for vacation. Moral of the story... have your neighbor pick up your papers and throw them in the trash.

I live in a 25 home gated community. Someone got in a broke into a car once, and a neighbor chased them away. The cops came and looked around and remarked to me (I was the HOA President), that they looked in other cars on the street and found lots of them unlocked with purses, briefcases, keys in ignitions, most unlocked. I sent out an email to the HOA telling them what the police found and had to remind them that the gate (no guard) is a privacy gate, not a security gate.

I would make a best effort to strike each individual squarely upon the very tips of their respective chins, with great force, using my hand, first forming it into a tight fist before executing the blows, thus teaching them a lesson.

I'm thinking a savage wet-willy would do the trick.

Actually, I'm with Jeff Higgins emotionally on this one, but times have changed so much. Back in the day violence was uncommon (in my experience anyway) and if the law-abiding did apprehend the criminal, it wouldn't merit a beating, let alone gun violence. But these days, hell, people will shoot someone for no reason at all. Maybe to follow at a discreet distance and call the 5-O, but as mentioned, unless there's blood spilled, they'll be awhile if show up at all.

I had a guy try to steal the stereo out of my car once. I chased him off, and he "fell". It's amazing how the bruise looked like the business end of a baseball bat. He fell hard too, they had to call an ambulance for him.

I would have confronted them, but my Dr. says I'm passively suicidal.

+1. In this day and age, if you didn't get shot, cut up, or seriously beaten (I don't like 1 vs. 4 odds), you'd likely be charged with assault or/and sued. I don't like it either, but it "is what it is". No matter how macho some of us are behind our keyboards, us "old farts" would likely regret tangling with 4 (likely armed) teen-age street thugs...this isn't the 70s where fists settled things and your brain is your very best weapon imo. He was smart...

You guys ever here of salt shot ? (Shot gun shell loaded with rock salt) They would have had to admit what they were doing...You would have to be stupid enough to say you saw them and pulled the trigger. It is a win win situation.........I think

Jeff,
Glad to see you are finding your "Red Neck" ...After the last bout of left thinking

I got shot with rock salt when I was 13...my buddy and I were trying to sneak onto Dean Martins ranch in Hidden Valley, Ca, just over the hill from our place(s). His security was not amused and let fly.

Levi's offered scant protection. That was our last foray to Deano's:cool:

OK Now we know what to do, have a few rounds of R.salt.........Should be a good discipline agent No ?
Less paper work

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A shotgun loaded with rock salt was a farmer's staple when I was a kid, but how many of us carry one when we visit our rental properties? Seahawk, was it just painful upon impact, or does the rock salt "keep on teaching you a lesson" for a few days? I personally don't want to find out :)

Byron, that'll teach them "lefties" :)!!! I like it...

Rock salt does sting & welt up for a few days afterward, of course, at close range a blank cartridge leaves pretty good welt too:eek:
One must remember, these days these punk already do things to hurt themselves so if you don't take em out while they are committing the crimes, there is a very good chance they will come back.

Well you can't take away their sex life.

I like the crocodile / alligator...But it is hard to get one, keep one , train one to attack and have it on demand when needed LOL,
So,How in fact does rock salt feel ?? LOL

Several years ago, I hear a knock on the front door of my townhouse around 11:30 PM. I answer the door which faced the street and it's the next door neighbor. He whispers "There are two guys inside your truck right now". I had just gotten home from work about 30 minutes prior and had parked my truck on the street in front of my place. I ran up stairs picked up my 9mm italian friend, slipped on some shoes and ran outside with just sweat pants on. By the time I'm at my truck, the two guys are walking down the street in opposite directions. I decide to go after the one holding my stereo in his hand. He has some distance on me and when he sees me, he takes off running. I'm chasing him, cussing at him and telling him I'm going to kill him. (probably not the brightest thing to do since I had a gun in my hand and he actually thought he was running for his life.) We ran so long that at several different points we were both walking because we were so tired. Finally he jumped over a fence and into a back yard. At this point, I didn't know where we were and decided I wasn't going in that back yard to have him get the jump on me. I waited around for a few minutes and started walking back home.

As I'm walking back home, what do I see waiting at an intersection. A police car. Keep in mind, all I have on are sweatpants and sneakers, I'm not wearing a shirt and I have a gun in my hand. I don't even have any ID on me. I realize that this doesn't look good. I put the gun on the ground, stepped away from it, put my hands up and called them over. I explain to them who I am and what happened and long story short, they get a couple of units over to check out the area and give me a ride back to my place. Unfortunately, The guys ended up getting away, but I know I gave them something to think about.

BTW, I also picked up my stereo on the way back to my house. The guy dropped it when I was chasing him.

You don't have to get one (but I did use to have a baby one back in the 80s:cool:) just know where to find em & feed em, and there are some not far from me at all:p

Stings like a MFer:eek: But in a time where people are drugged up, put big holes & bars through their skin, IMHO, pain isn't as effective anymore.

fred,

what part of Pit was this in? I ask only because my rental over on boggs had all the copper piping stolen out of it last summer, and my partner in this house had the pipes taken out of (2) of his places in Lawrenceville.

bastages!

There was no, uh, penetration of said rock salt so it was like getting hit with a frozen paintball. I had several bruises in the lower forty that lasted a few days.

I should mention that we were climbing over the fence into Deano's ranch to retrieve two Doves we had shot from land we had permission to hunt. It was a mistake in any case since we could have called out but didn't.

Let this be a lesson: Barb'ed wire fences are warnings, not wind breaks:cool:

I am surprised to see a couple of local pelicans. The house is in observatory hill, northside area. Two years ago, I had all of the copper stolen out of a house as well. Nothing to worry abouth if the house is occupied, but if they sit vacant for any period of time, your copper will dissapear.
If there is any copper pipe left when we buy a house, we replace it with plastic, and scrap the copper ourselves. Saves a future break in.

Nice job man.

I don't think mentioning a person's race is really problem in this case. We bounce between NY, Charlotte and Honolulu, and I watch the local TV news most nights in those places when we are there. In all cases, the newsreaders mention the perp's race as part of a simple physical description. It is nothing more than that-a physical description. It helps trying to catch the bad guys if you know what they look like. Not some racist problem. It is simply reality. Get real.

Who said it is?

We ended up going the Pex route at Boggs. I know the Northside area which you are speaking about...in college some buddies lived in Village in the Park.