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Jeffersoniantoo

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TJ and the Bears...
« on: January 08, 2007, 07:30:50 pm »

Claire's latest Hardyville column got me thinking about how to delay entry to individuals while you get prepped.  The house described here is really way beyond what is necessary for an effective delay, but it is more in line with one I would like to build.  In the old days, houses were built quite solidly and could take a pretty good pounding, even from gunfire.  Today they are mostly stick houses with veneer covers.  You can build solid houses with concrete, steel and earth, but it will cost anywhere from 20-50% more.  Still, if one took into account lower or not necessary insurance and alarm monitoring fees, plus peace of mind, they would probably still fit into most budgets.

"TJ and the Bears" (Chapter 1)

TJ was awakened from slumber by the sound of his dog, Ranger, first alerting with a yelp, then with continuous barking.  He grabbed his Springfield 1911A1 from the nightstand and slipped out of his bedroom to investigate.  His wife was on a trip to visit her best friend and wouldn't return for several more days.  They lived alone, on country farm, in a small rural valley. 

As he neared the front of the house, he heard a faint thump come from one of the front windows.  There was then a much louder thump and bright light, like lightning, which lit up the front room like daytime.  The light quickly faded and TJ told Ranger to be quiet.  The dog obeyed but kept his attention divided between looking at the window and the front door.

As TJ surveyed the situation, he thought he heard someone curse, outside of the window that now sported two pockmarks.  These windows were bullet resistant glass and the marks were consistent with something impacting the glass, though not bullets, which would also have left a cloudy area around the impact point.  The windows were set into monolithic concrete walls.  Although the wall construction was above standard, it wasn't terribly expensive compared to other building methods.  The windows and doors were probably the most expensive extravagances in the house.

TJ clicked a button on the remote he had picked up from the nightstand with his sidearm and the outside lights came on.  He stayed toward the back wall of the room, but moved over to the right so that he could observe out the slightly damaged window.  He also knew that with the front floods on and the rest of the house dark, he would not give his position away.  As he reached the far corner on the right, He saw several forms moving outside.  Suddenly there was a dull thud on the outer doors, then another …and then a third.  More cursing.  Those outer doors were made of solid oak on the outside backed by half inch steel plate on the inside.  Special hardware was used to make the doors almost continuously connected to each other and the door frame when closed.  They led into a vestibule where there was a second set of similar doors, closed right now, as they always were at night.

He picked up one of the portable phones from its charger and dialed a two-digit code.  Very faintly, a ringing sound came from the front of the house.  The intruders ignored it.

Through the closed vestibule doors he faintly heard, "BATF!  WE HAVE A WARRANT!  OPEN UP!" 

TJ continued to ring the courtesy phone mounted on the porch by the front doors.  As he did, he moved quietly down the hallway to a door leading downstairs, whispering for Ranger to follow.  They went down the stairs and closed first one door at the top of the stairs and then another at the bottom, then turned into a room lit only with LEDs, on various, quietly running equipment.  He sat down at a modular workstation that had a large flat screen monitor on it and tapped the trackball that was on the desk surface.  The space lit up by the light of the computer screen, showed a room with computers, radios, test equipment, batteries and a large gun safe.  Ranger settled by the door, but remained attentive.

As he clicked off the phone, TJ selected an icon on the taskbar at the bottom of the screen and a window came up with four camera views of the outside of the house.  He counted eight people, dressed in black and holding various weapons from shotguns to small submachine guns.  The house was built into a natural rock wall.  There was no back door; though there was a hatch and a ladder that led to another hatch at the top of the hill.  That access was cleverly camouflaged by natural brush.  At the front of the house, two of the phantoms were lurking in the shadows near the windows on the right front of the house.  Two more were on the left front in a similar position.  Three were on the front porch, one on each side of a standard BATF issue battering ram, weapons slung on their backs, with the third stand in a covering position with what appeared to be an MP5.  The last individual was some twenty yards in front of the house observing.

The man on the porch with MP5 was still shouting his "BATF" line, while the other two were still ramming, though with less gusto now than when they had began.  What the heck did “F-troop” want with him?

TJ rang the porch phone again.  Amazingly, the man with the MP5 picked it up and he continued to yell, this time into the phone, "BATF!  WE HAVE A WARRANT!!  OPEN UP!!!"

TJ waited.  MP5 repeated the phrase, though less enthusiastically, a few times and then was quiet.

TJ waited.  The man looked back at the individual down the front path and then motioned to his men to drop the battering ram and assume a defensive position.  Finally, he said, "Hello??  Is anyone there?”

"Just us people missing out on a good night's sleep."  TJ responded.

"Open up!  We have a search warrant!" pausing, then more loudly, "OPEN UP, RIGHT NOW!!!"

TJ made sure he was recording audio from the cameras and then addressed the officer.

"Since I am quite sure you have made a BIG mistake, state for the record, your name, and the nature of the search described in the warrant, including the address.  Also the name of the judge signing the warrant and the name of individual who has signed the affidavit attesting to a crime."


(To be continued...)
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Re: TJ and the Bears...
« Reply #1 on: January 08, 2007, 09:06:28 pm »


Good stuff so far.

The most annoying thing about the statist hypotheticals of 'what will you do when the cops shpw up' is that they always want to posit the non-cop as some shotgun weilding hayseed.

My answer is generally: "Don't let them through the security system."
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Re: TJ and the Bears...
« Reply #2 on: January 09, 2007, 08:12:35 am »

Thanks George.

I hit a "writer's block" at that point and need to decide whether the warrant id for TJ and if their are any errors in it other than the constitutional ones.

I really didn't want to start a big story, I just wanted to point at that sufficient delays to the intruders can better allow a prepared response and even return control to the home owner...

I want to resolve it quickly and without a firefight, but that is not a typical "police" response, so I am have to think about it some more...

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