I get political ads, on my news sources.
Mt biggest problem is that politicians knock on my door, and when I don’t respond, they leave pamphlets, or other crap, in my mailbox, or on my door. When I used to have a landline, I would call them, and fuss at them.
I get churches, doing the same thing. In the end, the neighborhood just has these pamphlets, all over the ground. Lots of litter.
My favorite, are the Mormons. They arrive on bicycle, and I pull out my shotgun, or machete. And I tell them, to “PLEASE come back?”
I am very territorial. I don’t want you at my door, unless I invited you.
The truth is that I don’t know who the fuck these people really are. They could be casing my house. My ex, used to get mad at me, for being so rude, and threatening to these types of people. A guy would knock on my door, and claim to be a security salesman. My ex, would be mad at me, when I told them to get the fuck away from my house, and NEVER come back. She’d be like, “he’s just selling security systems.” And my relpy was “why?? Because he had a clip board?”
For all I knew, he was a criminal, probing my house for weakness.
She was a country girl. Very trusting. I’m a world traveler, and I know that people try to take advantage of others. Sometimes, they have clever ideas, about how to do so.
If I don’t know you, and you knock on MY door, you better be ready to testify. I’ll pump my Mossberg, then it’s time to tell me what the fuck you’re doing on my porch.
That may seem rude. But that’s how I run shit. If you knock on my door, you better have a damn good explanation for why. If park outside of my house, and I don’t know you, you better have a good story.
I’m actually a peaceful person. But. I don’t trust ANYONE. I’ll confront any univited guest. And that might get killed one day. But. That’s how I run my dwelling. I had a run in, with some weird guy, about a week ago. He kept parking in front of my house, and several times, he pulled into a house for sale across the street. I talked to him, from my porch 3AM , EST. He gave me some BS, about looking for a house. He drove up 5 times. On the 5th occasion, I waked up to his car. I told him to get the fuck out of my neighborhood. He just chirped out. Haven’t seen him before, or since. But. Now he knows, that he can’t just wonder around, at 3AM. Not in my hood.
I can agree, that it wasn’t the smartest thing, I’ve ever done. But this guy set my radar off. He was up to no good.
You don’t park at my place, without permission. You don’t knock on my door, unless we talked. You don’t just “stop by.” When you approach my dwelling, unless you are the mail man, you are putting yourself in serious danger.
That’s how I defend myself….