how would you react to someone forcing your door ?

In Scotland housing Associations are forcing doors of their tenants to install fire alarms, or they will threaten to force them so some people are opening their doors under duress. 

is this morally right if the person already has a good smoke alarm and lives in a small studio flat, and that they bought their own set of fire alarms in accordance with Scottish law to put up on the walls themselves? 

If you were vulnerable to covid in that you could die if you got covid how would you feel with people that could have covid coming into your home to fit  fire alarms? 

How would you feel if you hate noise and drills and you had no one to support you as they cannot travel to you as they are vulnerable to covid and they cant take public transport to you? 

How would you feel that since it is a studio flat and that you cant go outside as you need the loo regularly that you are left having no choice but to isolate to protect yourself form covid waiting in your bathroom for 2 hours for the installation and then an additional 2 hours as covid lasts in the air for hours after someone leaves even with the windows open? how would you feel if you felt trapped in the bathroom? but had no choice as you had to protect your life due to your vulnerability. 

And! you find out that the Government have added a clause to the law that means that authorities can extend the installation for vulnerable people but that your housing association is not listening to that fact? 

Do you think that this is wrong in relation to disabled people? 

On another case a woman did not know that they were going to force her door and she was in hysterics as she thought that they were breaking in to hurt her or rob the place. 

is this all morally right?

and if any of this would trigger a meltdown to you how would you feel?

 

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  • If I were to suddenly hear the sound of my door being forced, without warning or context, the first two things I’m likely to do are ring 999 to report a break in and grab anything nearby I might use as a weapon. And I’m liable to assume anyone forcing their way into my home is a dangerous criminal until I see some ID to persuade me otherwise.

  • Pete, I'm coming round to to liking you, and you clearly have not had the benefit of any military training.

    I have, and it would suggest that you prioritise "holding the line", over "requesting fire support".

    In short:

    Focus fully, on stopping the forced entry to your home before even thinking of summoning aid that will not arrive until long after the action is over.

    If I were alone, I personally would deal the door a sharp very loud blow in the vicinity of where the forcing is happening, probably with the base of my ever handy "spear that does not look like a spear" whilst shouting to my imaginary companion, call the police!! Simply to force a change of pace, and take some control over events. The other side will then likely either negotiate, or continue forcing their way in. 

    At the end of the day in such a scenario of someone continuing to force their way in, it's the person still standing afterwards who gets to tell their story to the police whenever they arrive.. 

    It's a nightmare scenario, with lots of potential opportunity to either get hurt or hurt someone else. You want to have made all your choices, well before it ever happens, so if you do have to hurt someone else in the course of defending yourself, you don't second guess yourself making your actions ineffective and weak.

    Also your resolve should then be clear and apparent to your adversary, so at least they have every chance of giving it up and avoiding what's coming to them.. 


  • Focus fully, on stopping the forced entry to your home before even thinking of summoning aid that will not arrive until long after the action is over.

    If I were alone, I personally would deal the door a sharp very loud blow in the vicinity of where the forcing is happening, probably with the base of my ever handy "spear that does not look like a spear" whilst shouting to my imaginary companion, call the police!! Simply to force a change of pace, and take some control over events. The other side will then likely either negotiate, or continue forcing their way in. 


    After getting picked on and beaten up, down and all around at secondary school ~ it turned out as a pacifist that I was naturally talented in a particular form of martial art that would explosive exert itself ~ much to my distress as I became a 'back-seat-driver' in the my own body screaming and pleading, '(no please no)' , '(stop please stop)' and variations on those themes, or else when I came back around trembling and nauseated at the violent aftermath.

    So in order to get these explosive decompressions under my control as a pacifist, I ended up learning four martial arts making me proficient in five, and ended up doing escort work for young ladies not wanting untoward or undesired attention out on the town; doing martial art demos, security work and being of assistance at nightclubs, parties and wherever else.

    This was all a couple of decades or so back now, but where I've been living since ~ one of the local money-making schemes is forced entry, assault and robbery ~ which unfortunately for four so far has involved finding me being way more violently proficient and peacefully commanding than they had anticipated.

    The first forced entry attempt involved a knock at the door, and I went to answer expecting someone who said they might call round. But as I started opening the door . . . time . . . slowed . . . right . . . down . . . ''(Uh-oh ~ here we go again!) I thought . . . and looked round the door . . . to find someone mid air about to land a leaping kick on my front door with their right foot. I thought to myself, '(Ouch ~ nasty!)' so I breathed in to centre my chi and things started moving less slowly as I shoved the door wide open, and whilst he missed his intended point of contact ~ I sprang up and sidewards to lift his back leg higher with my left foot to level him up horizontally, and extended my right leg to put my leading right foot under his chin for when we landed (to prevent him getting a face full of floor), and whilst I was going along with him in the air and landing in a slide along the floor ~ I made use of his his right foot by bending it back and twisting it outwards behind his right buttock with my left hand, and twisted his left hand in behind his back palm out between his shoulder-blades with my right hand, using his thumb as leverage under my palm ~ to exert a hand and foot body-pressure lock, and involved as much pain as would be required to pacify and exhaust him.

    I gave a long lecture about compromising positions, the dangers of breaking and entering into complete weirdo's accommodations ~ and much less troubling ways of going about doing things, which turned out in the end to be all in all quite reforming for him. 

    The next two forced entries involved barge in attempts where they just try to shove their way in ~ with me all slow-timed again opening the door before they made full contact, and I used their right shoulder to rotate them as I also used the door to shove them right back out again, leaving them dizzily spun out, somewhat shocked and considerably confused.

    The last one was someone banging on the door rather heavily ~ and me 'so' not being with it at the time; I  opened the door and ended up having to let him in slightly, off-centring him ~ then forcefully shoving him hard back out fully, and locking the door.

    Oddly enough ~ I never used to lock my door unless I went out until the last forced entry attempt, and I use the door's eye-spy hole too as well now! >(Rolling Eyes Emoji)<


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  • Focus fully, on stopping the forced entry to your home before even thinking of summoning aid that will not arrive until long after the action is over.

    If I were alone, I personally would deal the door a sharp very loud blow in the vicinity of where the forcing is happening, probably with the base of my ever handy "spear that does not look like a spear" whilst shouting to my imaginary companion, call the police!! Simply to force a change of pace, and take some control over events. The other side will then likely either negotiate, or continue forcing their way in. 


    After getting picked on and beaten up, down and all around at secondary school ~ it turned out as a pacifist that I was naturally talented in a particular form of martial art that would explosive exert itself ~ much to my distress as I became a 'back-seat-driver' in the my own body screaming and pleading, '(no please no)' , '(stop please stop)' and variations on those themes, or else when I came back around trembling and nauseated at the violent aftermath.

    So in order to get these explosive decompressions under my control as a pacifist, I ended up learning four martial arts making me proficient in five, and ended up doing escort work for young ladies not wanting untoward or undesired attention out on the town; doing martial art demos, security work and being of assistance at nightclubs, parties and wherever else.

    This was all a couple of decades or so back now, but where I've been living since ~ one of the local money-making schemes is forced entry, assault and robbery ~ which unfortunately for four so far has involved finding me being way more violently proficient and peacefully commanding than they had anticipated.

    The first forced entry attempt involved a knock at the door, and I went to answer expecting someone who said they might call round. But as I started opening the door . . . time . . . slowed . . . right . . . down . . . ''(Uh-oh ~ here we go again!) I thought . . . and looked round the door . . . to find someone mid air about to land a leaping kick on my front door with their right foot. I thought to myself, '(Ouch ~ nasty!)' so I breathed in to centre my chi and things started moving less slowly as I shoved the door wide open, and whilst he missed his intended point of contact ~ I sprang up and sidewards to lift his back leg higher with my left foot to level him up horizontally, and extended my right leg to put my leading right foot under his chin for when we landed (to prevent him getting a face full of floor), and whilst I was going along with him in the air and landing in a slide along the floor ~ I made use of his his right foot by bending it back and twisting it outwards behind his right buttock with my left hand, and twisted his left hand in behind his back palm out between his shoulder-blades with my right hand, using his thumb as leverage under my palm ~ to exert a hand and foot body-pressure lock, and involved as much pain as would be required to pacify and exhaust him.

    I gave a long lecture about compromising positions, the dangers of breaking and entering into complete weirdo's accommodations ~ and much less troubling ways of going about doing things, which turned out in the end to be all in all quite reforming for him. 

    The next two forced entries involved barge in attempts where they just try to shove their way in ~ with me all slow-timed again opening the door before they made full contact, and I used their right shoulder to rotate them as I also used the door to shove them right back out again, leaving them dizzily spun out, somewhat shocked and considerably confused.

    The last one was someone banging on the door rather heavily ~ and me 'so' not being with it at the time; I  opened the door and ended up having to let him in slightly, off-centring him ~ then forcefully shoving him hard back out fully, and locking the door.

    Oddly enough ~ I never used to lock my door unless I went out until the last forced entry attempt, and I use the door's eye-spy hole too as well now! >(Rolling Eyes Emoji)<


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