Well, seeing as most parents are almost completely irrational when it comes to protecting their kids, I don’t see how this is relevant. For once, Curtis is right, even if he is being typically tactless.
The actual data says that this is not likely to be a dangerous situation, as has been (finally) noted. To act on false data would be to act in ignorance, something we are supposed to fight.
Also, did anyone else notice an underlying theme of the following: Oh noes, she’s a woman, she can’t face her fears. She has to radically alter her life to run away from a single incident that probably won’t recur.
I’ve been confronted by pervs jerking off more than once. That’s life in the big city. The first time I was shocked for a couple of seconds, then shock turned to laughter. The second time, my reaction was :rolleyes:, and mostly all :rolleyes: after that.
I think there’s a big difference between a guy exposing himself to you in public, and a guy who is standing on your porch, next to an unlocked patio door, looking in on you.
Oh, and to further address the OPer, I’d strongly advise my GF that should the same situation ever occur, her first priority should be to get out of the house. Locking the door with him standing right there wasn’t such a great idea.
No, no no, you’re thinking of Kanicbird – he’s the “soul tie” guy. Curtis is the one who says that masturbation is a sin because it’s giving into lust.
I…DO find myself liking the wasp spray thing.
Ooo…gallon bottle of louisiana-style pepper sauce, one shot to the face!
But, at my place, if the guns are locked up, we’ve got a perfectly functional sword, staff, two scythes, good kitchen knives, poles, one large and protective dog, and two moderately paranoid lesbians, one with at least some martial arts training.
If I saw some guy wanking outside, whether or not I had trou on, I would grab what weapon was most handy and run after him, screaming like a deranged scotswoman, floppy things flapping. ( I might stop to put on my knee-high mudboots, since that’s what is closest to the door)
Between the floppy things and the berserker lesbian chasing him, I think he’d not be back.
And just to recap, she’s much better about drawing the blinds and locking the doors now.
There are some foul things afoot around our place. The next-door neighbors had their peephole removed by person or persons unknown–or so the maintenance guy told me this morning. When I see them, I’ll ask them if that’s the case. We have a security patrol now, and I’m putting in a motion light.
I’ll admit I’m having a hard time listening to my better angels on this–I really want to do bad things to this guy. It’s especially frustrating when the cops don’t seem to give a damn.
Heh, inspired by your post, I bought one of these for a somewhat different problem.
My elderly parents own a cottage north of Barrie, Ontario in a very rural location. There is no-one around, and they are only up there on weekends. The cottage does not have electricity (other than a generator).
Over the years, they have suffered from some break-ins, but recently something even more disturbing has been happening. Someone has broken their gate, driven in with a truck, and dumped a big heap of garbage on their property (probably so they would not have to pay dump fees). While they were there, they helped themselves to some of my dad’s wood, which he cuts himself - including some he’d set aside to season for building stuff out of.
Naturally, my dad called the cops, but there is not much that they can do.
Needless to say, I’m pissed off. As Bugs Bunny famously said, “you realize, of course, that this means war!” My dad beefed up the gate, but if they want in, you can’t really keep them out.
So, I bought one of these cameras, and I’m going to set it up, hidden, to watch the access road in to the cottage. If this fucker comes back to dump some more trash and steal stuff, I want his licence number.
Are you crazy? She is safely inside her house, with a locked door between her and Scary Dude, where she can safely call the cops, and if need be lock herself in the bathroom with a meat cleaver, and you’re actually recommending that she go outside in hopes that she can out run him???
Hloy crap! That’s the worst advice I’ve eve heard!