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Ok so
The guy two houses up from us is a tweaker, he’s about 55 years old, for the past 8 years he has focused most of his attention on the neighbor between us, first he thought he was a cop, then he thought they were stealing from him, then he thought his wife was a witch and was putting spells on him, it turned into the tweaker beating the crap out of the good guy, and He doesn’t even get in trouble, they always have crack heads walking to their house, they have three motor homes in their back yard, all with tweakers living in them...so recently the neighbor moved away, today was the first day they weren’t there, and guess what, he starts yelling at my father “you mother fucker I know it was you I’ll Fucking kill you“. My dad is in no shape to be fighting and it’s already stressing him out, last week the guy was yelling over the fence at my dad also and he reported it and the guy got arrested, now he’s back and the drama picked right back up.
We reported it several times and nothing has been done, this has been going on for about ten years total. We have two houses on one lot, my dad and his girlfriend live in the front house, me and my girlfriend and your two dogs live in the back house. She’s often home alone, I do own a gun and she knows how to use it, but what else can we do? The guy owns his house outright, we also own ours. what has to happen to get him to get locked up in the looney bin or do some real hard time? I’m worried that it will end in me having to shoot him in self defense. Has anyone dealt with this type of situation?
What concerns me is the guy has a lot of money and some real scummy people hang around with him, and with him hallucinating who knows what he may conjure up in his head and what he may be telling equally crazy people.
The guy two houses up from us is a tweaker, he’s about 55 years old, for the past 8 years he has focused most of his attention on the neighbor between us, first he thought he was a cop, then he thought they were stealing from him, then he thought his wife was a witch and was putting spells on him, it turned into the tweaker beating the crap out of the good guy, and He doesn’t even get in trouble, they always have crack heads walking to their house, they have three motor homes in their back yard, all with tweakers living in them...so recently the neighbor moved away, today was the first day they weren’t there, and guess what, he starts yelling at my father “you mother fucker I know it was you I’ll Fucking kill you“. My dad is in no shape to be fighting and it’s already stressing him out, last week the guy was yelling over the fence at my dad also and he reported it and the guy got arrested, now he’s back and the drama picked right back up.
We reported it several times and nothing has been done, this has been going on for about ten years total. We have two houses on one lot, my dad and his girlfriend live in the front house, me and my girlfriend and your two dogs live in the back house. She’s often home alone, I do own a gun and she knows how to use it, but what else can we do? The guy owns his house outright, we also own ours. what has to happen to get him to get locked up in the looney bin or do some real hard time? I’m worried that it will end in me having to shoot him in self defense. Has anyone dealt with this type of situation?
What concerns me is the guy has a lot of money and some real scummy people hang around with him, and with him hallucinating who knows what he may conjure up in his head and what he may be telling equally crazy people.
Poll
I thought I was friends with "Dick", (Richard) but he's got it in for my wife.
If I'm there, all is well, if I'm away, shit goes south.
Now he's apparently fucking with the best dog I have, and she's afraid to go into the backyard.
I'd shoot his little yappers if I didn't care for the lady.
I don't want this to turn into a made for TV movie, but it's coming.
The Shop
I thought I was friends with "Dick", (Richard) but he's got it in for my wife.
If I'm there, all is well, if I'm away, shit goes south.
Now he's apparently fucking with the best dog I have, and she's afraid to go into the backyard.
I'd shoot his little yappers if I didn't care for the lady.
I don't want this to turn into a made for TV movie, but it's coming.
If he thinks I put my trash for pick up across his "property line" he'll throw it into the street if I'm not there..
When I needed to replace the fence, I asked them if they would split material costs, and I do all the work. "No, I don't need a fence" was his answer.
OK. You have 2 or 3 little white yappers, I have a big lab cow dog mix, and a big German shepherd. You sure?
Yes.
I replace the fence after he "repaired a hole" with 3-1/2" screws that mangled one of the dogs faces.
Then he went and drew on the fence where he thought the property line is.
Then, while I was gone fishing with a friend in Florida, we were having the floors done.
The floor guys inadvertently crossed the imaginary line that doesn't exist and he threw all the old carpet into the street because we were disrespecting him.
I'm about to show him about respect.
I am some glad sometimes I don't have any close neighbours.
(Don’t do this)
When we first moved in our current house, I had a neighbor constantly arguing about property lines, so I got a survey done. I ended up getting 40ft in his direction from where he said the line was. He was PISSED and was using a print out of Google maps satellite view to argue with my survey. He ended the conversation with “If bullets start flying by your head, I’m probably just shooting at a deer.” I responded with “If bigger, faster bullets start coming in your direction, I’m probably trying to shoot the same deer.” He went back home and I haven’t had a problem since. Sometimes you just have to make it clear you aren’t taking any of their bullshit.
Ps.
Or take Boomslang's advice....
Pit Row
Since the lockdown started, we'd seen the Police at his house on five different occasions, everything from wife beating, resisting arrest, to punching the pizza delivery guy that brought the wrong pizza.
I'll admit that I knew it was just a matter of time until Brett and myself had a confrontation. Wasn't going to bait the guy, but I wasn't going to show him an inch of mercy when he came at me. Mr. Cahill chose Saturday evening, August 1, 2020.
Sun set, sitting on the couch watching the tube. Stacey's son came home and said are neighbors are fighting, there's a bunch of screaming going on outside. So, I got up and walked in to the garage to get a view of the neighborhood. Of course I was surveying towards Brett's house, experience told me that was potentially where the conflict was happening. There's the commotion and here comes Cahill down his driveway with the recycle can being drug behind him, quite angrily. He places it behind the convertible Camaro that is parked in the street. Notice it already has a trash can in front of it. Brett then walks to the side, picks up a landscape rock and puts it in the passenger seat. In his guilt, he looks around the neighborhood to see me watching him. "IS THIS YOU'RE HOMOSEXUAL CAR"? I raised up my hands and said, "What are you talking about"? He started charging at me, "YOU WANT SOME FUCKING SHIT"? "OK" and I removed my new O'Neill shirt as I didn't want to rip it in combat. Mr. Cahill is in my yard at this point, my girlfriend is pushing me in the house, as Brett Cahill stands at my garage threatening me, I told him, "Hold on, let me get my shoes". "GO GET YOUR SHOES YOU FUCKING PUNK BITCH". Then he came to the front door and was screaming at Stacey as I put on my shoes. While I put my Vans on, looked over at my EDC sitting on the nightstand and decided, "Nah, I won't need that".
Walked out of my house and Brett had returned to his house, but on seeing me exit my house, he started his theatrics again. Told him in a firm but calm voice, "Meet me in the street". Getting to the center of the street, I assumed a Self Defense position and looked in Cahill's direction. Here he came at a full run towards me, jumps up as he gets to me to deliver a Superman punch. Slight duck and the blow grazes the side of my head. Dumbass is moving so fast he runs past me, as I've got to turn around to engage him. He's turning back to the right as I deliver a World Class right hand to his temple, sweep him to the ground, assume full mount and GROUND AND POUND!
Tweaker wouldn't concede defeat, reigning blows and this guy just keeps trying to get back up. He'd lose conscious and come right back, like nothing ever seen, six or seven times. To the point my hands and forearms, hurt. Got up finally, went to my yard and sat on the sidewalk waiting for the police to arrive.
First thing the cop's said when the pulled up, "He deserved it".
If you're interested, I'll send you the Police Report with pictures.
Sucks man. When I was in my late teens, I would handle situations like that immediately and some one would learn to respect other humans. The cops were always cool if the right person got their ass kicked back then. They would say justice served. That's why there was so much less crime back then. Now they usually take all involved to jail and let courts figure it out and now courts lean towards the criminals side more so it is a tough situation for the good honest people these days.
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