As a guest? Sure, I don’t think he is that far gone.
Once when I was helping my sister’s husband move his brother and father into a new house in south Texas we arrived with a truck load of furniture and his brother wasn’t answering the door(the old house we picked the stuff up from was FULL of guns and ammo). He told me ah my brother is probably fucked up and passed out again on drugs, grude go around back and crawl in the window and open the front door for me.
I refused.
EDIT:Forgot to add that I had never met his drugged up gun nut brother.
Yeah, that has to be one loud-ass digital picture frame. Was it patched into a surround-sound system? To hear words clearly down in the basement … what, did you have the thing turned up to “11”? Don’t people upstairs walking on the floor make creaking noises and doesn’t the sound move around as they move? I’m not getting this, any more than the movie/ TV cliche with the characters hearing gunshots on a TV set and freaking out.
Not saying you’re exaggerating … maybe you have freakishly good hearing and a 100 watt RMS digital screen. On the side: good thing you had a gun with you in the basement … locked away in a safe in the bedroom would be of little help if it had been intruders.
I would have shot the picture frame. That would be a story to tell the grand-kids.
Why the hell not? I mean, as long as you’re invited I think you’d be pretty darn safe there.
I get where miss elizabeth and others are coming from ‘considering the source’ and all that. But as my first marriage taught me: just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean nobody’s out to get you. In the extremely unlikely event of a home invasion, the snide talkers in here are going to be victims and Ducati is just going to need to get some spots out of his carpet. He may be balding, skinny, and shaking his entire life but he ain’t gonna be murdered. And that matters a lot to some people.
You’re right. In the extremely unlikely event of a home invasion I will eat my words.
However, in the much more likely event of normal life, I feel happier and healthier, and my kids are safer without guns in the house. My blood pressure is normal, I’m not developing an ulcer, no one thinks I’m crazy, and I deal with reality. I also saved my money to deal with things that are likely to occur, instead of sinking thousands into security systems and guns that will never be needed.
Doubtful. Unless Ducati answers the door on a Saturday morning with his gun drawn, it would have been no help in a case I am currently involved in. One thug rang the doorbell with a package in his hand, three standing just out of sight from the door. Door opens, 60yo Grandpa is subdued and in zipties, in 15 seconds flat, with very little struggle. Four men in masks enter the home, armed with a 357, baseball bat, and machete. Grandma, Mother, and two small children (3 and 1) are duct taped and ziptied in the kitchen while the house is ransacked. Daughter is visibly pregnant. 1yo infant is taped to grandma’s lap. No shit.
Worst case I’ve had in 8 years as a public defender. The ONLY good thing about this case is that no one was seriously hurt.
FYI - Grandpa is former marine and LEO. It was the old SWAT gear, badges, patches, guns, etc… in the basement that scared the perps enough to not hurt the family and GTFO.
This whole thread is so ridiculous that I can’t even tell if you’re joking or not (I think you’re joking?). Surprise, ducati isn’t the only person with firearms in his house. I have firearms in my house. In the event of a home invasion, I wouldn’t likely be a victim. You don’t know that though because I’ve never: brandished a weapon in public without cause and then bragged about it on the internet; pulled a gun on my spouse or similarly innocent individual and then bragged about it on the internet; ran through clearing my house* “ready to shoot” at nothing at all and then bragged about it on the internet; committed battery against kids at a Steak & Shake and then bragged about it on the internet**; otherwise rubbed my Internet Tough Guy crotch all over the boards.
So, yes, “considering the source…”
In the interest of full disclosure, I’ve totally run through clearing my house with an airsoft pistol. It’s fun to act like SWAT sometimes. And then I killed the shit out of the zombie target in my bedroom.
** To be fair: 1) this situation wasn’t firearms related at all. Still, goes to general character, attitude, and perception of self; 2) I don’t actually have a local Steak & Shake and I don’t think I’ve ever been to one so this could still happen to me. You never know.
Many other people have quite a different set of experiences than you … some of them are even weird or remarkable. I weary of the, “That doesn’t seem likely to me, since it’s not part of my life experience, so I judge the poster to be lying” reaction. It contributes nothing constructive. If you can’t provide evidence that challenges the story, other than “It sounds phony”, what’s the point?
There’s being vigilante and safety conscious and then there’s ducati. I mean a driveway alarm and another alarm outside the door?! A panic alarm?! Multiple cameras pointed at the street?! Multiple defense weapons?! Flashlights everywhere?! Wow!!
Most alarm systems come with a panic button, usually beneath the keypad. They are often laid out as three buttons; Fire, Badge and Panic. They all dial 911(US).
Several of my friends have cameras at their house. My computer geek, has two or three for basic security. The nice gay couple that I used to live across the street from, after having plants and statuary stolen out of their front yard and porch. Cameras are cheap effective security.
ducati may be a bit over the top but as I said upthread, he has a background in Law Enforcement. Being prepared to shoot is not a desire to shoot someone.
<keeping Twix’s post in mind…>
In this case, for me, it’s because this story is part of a pattern of the OP posting stories that are “not part of my life experience”.
