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The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Last month I became interested in the story of a pensioner in Wiltshire, England, who slowly began to realize nothing was going to be done about the “youths” throwing rocks at his house, and took matters into his own hands. He used a stick to chase off the blokes. The story didn’t mention him whacking anyone; he chased. With a hunk of wood. For which he faced prosecution.
The story has now repeated in the Land Down Under. This time the “youths” are party-crashing, and this time the vigilante threatened law-and-order by means of a sjambok. A five-foot whip.
“I told them it was a private party and to clear off but this big youth put his face right into mine and said: ‘make me’,” said Mr [Dion] Driman, 46.
The South African electrical contractor said he had “sensed trouble” when he saw the youths outside and had armed himself with a decorative sjambok from inside the house.
The gang split into two groups and entered the house at the front and side, kicking a screen door off its hinges in the process. Mr Driman, the only adult at his son’s party, confronted the ringleader as he came around the side of the house.
“As I tackled him, six of them came over the top of me. I received a big hit to the side of my head,” said Mr Driman. “It happened really quickly.”
And…drum roll please…along comes the pencil-neck police spokesman bureaucrat.
None of the youths could be identified and so no charges were laid. Hornsby police were called to the incident and are understood to be considering whether the force Mr Driman used to protect his home was excessive.
NSW Police could not comment on the incident yesterday but a spokesman told the local paper Mr Driman had the right to defend himself – the question was whether he had used too much force.
“All I would suggest, if a situation arises again, leave it to the police to handle,” he said.
+++snicker+++ Yeah, handle it like something out of a Monty Python sketch. “Here here, now, trashing someone’s house, that’s not nice. What’s your name, son?” “Heywood. Heywood Jablowme.” “Oh, now, you’re smart-mouthing the wrong copper, m’lad. I’m well up on the Heywood Jablowme prank. Can only fool me so many times with that one…so you won’t give me your name, huh? Well, I’ll show you. You have no identity. And thus, you’re free to go.”
And that — I am left to presume, from the good nameless faceless spokesman’s remarks — is the proper way to handle it.
After you’ve prosecuted that reckless, vigilante homeowner. Who has a name. And then we can have a civilised society!
Eh…sorry, Mister Namless Faceless Non-Existent Unaccountable pencil-neck police spokesman guy. You know…I think I like my definition of civilization a whole lot better.
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This kind of crap makes my blood boil.
In my book, “make me” should be all the invitation the guy needed to start whuppin’ ass. A verbal invitation. Sounds legal to me.
As soon as they charged the house and started using force — you know, busting things, threatening people, causing general mayhem … equal force is called for. And if life or serious bodily harm becomes a real plausibility, force should be escallated even to the deadly kind.
Criminals need to understand that criminal behavior will not be tolerated. There should be no expectation of a “grace period” to give time for the cops to arrive. You tresspass, you are asked to leave, you do worse than the opposite — you deserve whatever the property owner gives you, and he deserves the opportinity to dish it out.
Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!
- philmon | 08/19/2008 @ 10:47Knowing the limited attention span of those on the left on this particular issue, I would have to recommend Death Wish III…time index (without commercial breaks) 38:00.
Makes the whole point in about a minute.
- mkfreeberg | 08/19/2008 @ 14:45