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I can't believe this

eloisel

Forever Empress E
I'm actually in a panic.

Every year my daughter decorates the house and yard and makes a big deal out of Halloween. Yes, there were some ruffians coming by the house and some mild vandalism but her husband and my big old dog were here in the past to lend at least an air of protection.

This year it is all different. My daughter is not going to be here. My son-in-law is long gone, almost not a son-in-law at all anymore, and my old dog is dead.

In the past few years, children 14 and older along with adults, individually and in gangs, have come beating on the door even after the porch light is off and the lights inside the house are off too. Some even came as late as midnight. With this being Friday, and most people not having something they have to get up an do early tomorrow, there is no telling how late these people will come pounding on the door.

This is the panic - If I stay home, then these bastards will see that I am home and beat on my door and yell at me, upset my old dogs and me too. If I leave, then the bastards might upset my dogs so much they break out a window and go after them - causing injuries to my dogs and/or injuries to the bastards that harassed them to that point; or they might do vandalism on my car or house. If I stay home I could probably keep the dogs from breaking out a window but if the bastards go to doing vandalism, then I'll have to go out and see who is doing the damage to report to the police or try to stop the vandals.

I need a man with a shotgun to sit in my front yard until tomorrow morning.
 
Yeah - I'm about 300 miles north of the Gulf - about a 4 hour drive. I think all of the continental US is on the North American Plate.
 
Yeah - I'm about 300 miles north of the Gulf - about a 4 hour drive. I think all of the continental US is on the North American Plate.
There's a major fault line around Kansas City, MO. If the goes, it'll take out three states. Are you on that fault line?
 
Hmmm...
the Balcones Fault Line is south of me down around the San Marcos area

The Madrid Fault Line is in the St. Louis, Missouri area. The New Madrid Fault straddles the Mississippi River from northeast Arkansas, through southeast Missouri, western Tennessee, western Kentucky to southern Illinois. An earthquake in 1812 along this fault line changed the course of the Mississippi River.

Not much on the internet about fault lines in Texas. I know El Paso fought having nuclear waste stored in some closed salt mines next to them because of fault lines and earthquake activity in the area. I'm wondering who in their right mind would want to store nuclear waste in a salt mine in the first place. Salt is a natural corrosive.
 
Stay home, sit outside on your porch with a shotgun.

You are toooooo late. The universe heard my panic noises and did me a favor. The Mexicans across the street had a big, loud party outside and their guests parked their big pickup trucks all up and down the street. They roasted a pig or a goat or something and drank a lot of beer. The truckloads of kids and all their parents and distant relatives that have been coming over here every year didn't show up. I saw their vehicles turn at the corner and go over to the next street. I never knew black people were afraid of Mexican's roasting critter in the front yard. Next year, I'm rolling my barbecue grill out on the sidewalk and joining my loud Mexican neighbors in the party.
 
I live in no Ghet!

I live in an a big old rambling house with a mini forest in the back yard. My neighborhood is one of the older neighborhoods right in the middle of town - big lots, wide streets, lots and lots of trees - which is why I bought this old house. The people to the right of me are old bikers gone legit - own their own business and make a ton of money they spend on big, expensive toys. The people across from them are black - they barbecue alot and I'm always welcome. The people right across from me are Mexican. They mostly keep to themselves except they like that we usually decorate for the holidays and generally mirror our decorations - quite interesting. Whenever I'm out working on the yard - by myself - they come and offer to help me out. The people to the left of me are stoners. They are nice and friendly but mostly stick to themselves in their house, being quiet and unsuspicious and trying not to attract attention. The people directly across the street from them are post office workers and have loud sex in their backyard. I don't know how they describe me. They are good folks in general and I'm glad they are my neighbors.

The problems are with the kids brought in by the truckload from other neighborhoods. They apparently were raised without any manners and don't know how to behave out in public. They don't care if the porch light is off - they bang on the door and harass the inhabitants anyway. They don't care if it is past a reasonable hour to be knocking and begging for candy either. There are an awful lot of older kids and adults in that mix too. I guess they have to get all the free candy they can get on Halloween because they may never see candy again. I should feel sorry for them.
 
A ghetto does not connote social strata. A ghetto is a neighborhood in which all the residents are the same in terms of race, social strata, and/or religion. The Hamptons are a ghetto people break their necks to reside in. Harlem, not so much.
 
You should get yourself one of those pump action shotguns, you know the ones that you have to pump to drop the shell into the chamber. That sound alone would have those kids hightailing it out of your yard.

Where I live, we don't get night visitors at Holloween. The local mall, the schools and churches all have carnivals to round up the little tykes and keep them safe while they scavenge for sweets.

You at least know who your neighbors are. I haven't a clue who my neighbors are. I'm grateful for their anonymity. Saves having to do much more than wave in their general direction when I spy one on the street.
 
I wouldn't mind if these were my neighbors kids because I know them and their parents. What I don't like are these kids that are coming into our neighborhood by the truckload and the way they treat the neighborhood like we have to give them candy and they can behave in any fashion they so choose. No. They can't.
 
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