posted on Jul, 7 2019 @ 02:03 AM
I consider it a big deal.
I live out in the sticks. I'm not very far from the blacktop, but it's a little country road that not that many people even know about. And I like my
life out here: it's quiet, peaceful, serene... my wife gets all over me for not locking everything up; I keep telling her that we're the only ones
Occasionally, though, someone drives through with mischief on their mind. They're easy to spot. They slow down at houses, drive back and forth, and if
they suddenly notice you, they speed up and drive away. So we keep a watch on the road. If someone stops in front of my house, I will walk down there
and simply ask, "Can I help you?"
Sometimes they just stammer something about they didn't realize I lived here, and sometimes there's a reason. A couple of weeks ago, I walked down to
the road to check on an old pickup that was just sitting 100 feet from my driveway. Turned out to be a neighbor from 1/2 mile away. His truck had
broken down, so I helped him get it running again. I asked him to come in for a rest; he said no, he needed to get back; I said well be careful and
come see us sometime; he said he would, and for us to come see him. All was well. He could have borrowed anything I own... tools, gas cans, heck, he
had a trip to town to get parts if he needed it. All because he was respectful.
Now, had he walked up in my yard and grabbed my tool kit off my front porch (it was in the porch swing at the time), I would have likely shot him on
sight. At best, I would have showed up with a shotgun in his direction and ordered him off my land if he ever wanted to leave. Of course, if he had
knocked on the door and asked if he could use my tools, I would have been more than happy to say yes and help out.
Sitting at the end of my driveway is a friend's vehicle. He needed a safe place to park it; long story, but there's a lot of tools inside that SUV. I
will not touch them. They are not mine. He called the other night and I mentioned I needed to find my old floor jack; he asked if his was in the SUV.
My response was that I had no idea; that wasn't mine. Turns out it wasn't, even though he offered to let me use it if it was. Boundaries. Respect for
others' property. I can likely use anything in that SUV, if I ask first. If I don't, he has every right to be upset.
I still remember a thread in the Survival Forum some years back. One person said they weren't worried about food if the SHTF because they would head
for the country and just live off garden produce they would pick at night. I responded that they would be fertilizer before they had time to really
get hungry with that attitude. I will fire without warning if I catch someone sneaking around my place at night (and I actually have in the past);
walk up to my door and tell me you're hungry, and chances are good that you'll leave with a bag full of produce. In the former circumstance, that
someone is a proven thief and may be armed; in the latter, they are someone showing respect but needing help.
It's all about boundaries. Without boundaries, we have nothing.
This woman walked onto your property, OP, apparently by hopping a fence, and just started using your property without even announcing she was there.
There would have been a gun involved here; as stated, she could have been armed, she could have been mentally unstable, she could have been any number
of undesirable things. She was a trespasser. She had no respect for your property. At that moment, in her mind, it wasn't yours; it was hers. That's
wrong, and it will eventually get her hurt. She needs mental help, but it wasn't your place to give it.
We're not talking about someone collapsing on the sidewalk, or having medical issues... things like that are understandable, and people should be
ready and willing to help out when that happens. I am. If I see someone standing outside a broken-down vehicle, I stop and ask if they need help.
Strangely, that once was met with at least a smile and polite "Thank you, but I have help coming." Today, at least half the time, people act like they
just met Charles Manson's evil twin. Strange...
People just aren't raised with the idea of private property any more. Want does not grant the right of temporary ownership. Ownership is established
by law, not by possession, and there is nothing wrong, or sinful, or shameful, or inhumane about protecting your private property. It might have been
just a chair, but it sounds like it was a heavy chair and that to me indicates a good chair, that you likely placed where you wanted it. So what would
have been next? Help herself to what's in your refrigerator? Use your bathroom? Why not just walk inside and take a nap in your bed? Roll over, buddy;
No, you did right, OP, and you're right to be upset.