As in just on the other side of the back fence, behind a big Arbor Vitae.
Just as I was pulling up in front of the house after work I see a neighbor giving me the high sign so I got out to see what he wanted.
He asked me if I knew about the one person homeless camp next to the fence behind some shrubbery on the street side of the back yard.
I said I saw a big cardboard box someone had stuffed back there a while ago but I had been too lazy to retrieve it and cut it up.
He said oh no, there is more than that back there.
So we went and took a look. Bigger than shit, there were SEVERAL card board boxes back in there and a bunch of garbage. It was pretty obvious someone had been camped out there at least one night, probably more than that, I had just been driving right by without looking,
So I went and backed the truck up, and we started pulling boxes out. There wasn’t anybody in there thankfully and there won’t be anytime soon either now.
You know things are getting bad when you have a homeless camp beside your fence out here in Suburbia.
Especially when the nearest store or any other kind of business is at least a mile away.
Even stranger, The Wifely Unit started scolding me for tearing down someone’s sleeping space!
WTF?
Excuse me?!
Sorry for your luck whoever ya are but you need to get on down the road.
NIMBY?
Fuck yes NIMBY.
Especially when it is literally in my back yard.
The city has little “Comfort Stations”, little heated individual shelters set up just for the homeless, that seem to be all over the place anymore.
Go find one and get out of the weather.
Especially since it’s supposed to go below freezing for a few days and nights starting tomorrow.
The City has been playing Whack A Mole with these people for years now. They set up camp on someone’s property, they get chased off and they move down the road a mile and start over.
So they built a whole bunch of these little shelters for them.
There just seems to be more and more homeless people.
Hey, I’ve been there.
I have lived in my car, couch surfed and did what I had to do.
It’s not that I have any burning animosity.
It just puzzles me why here when it’s so far from anything.
What confounds me is why they hang around this cold, wet miserable town in the first place if they don’t have anything holding them back.
Follow the birds man, head South for the Winter.
I hear Southern California is real nice this time of year and Gavin Newsome just loves new voters.
I’m sure he’ll take real good care of ya.
Where in the hell am I gonna sleep at when I come up there? You throw out my sleeping bag and my Doritos? I can see ya tossed my fruitcake.
Dude, the burritos were science experiments, ya can’t let food sit on the dirt for six months like that.
chuckling
Here’s a thought, get 3/8 inch chip board and bury it below a thin layer of dirt and leaves with 3/4 brad nails sticking through the top, there will be some yells of pain as the people run away. I doubt they will return.
It is surprising, in some ways, that none of these people trespassing have been shot yet, that will happen eventually.
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We had one of those ‘homeless” AKA fucking methhead shitbag living on a piece of property in our quiet little town. Then he got up one night at 0 dark thirty and murdered a nice hardworking couple in the next house over in their bed. These people are dangerous. Most are addicts, and a big percentage are just nuts. Let one have a camp, and pretty soon there will be 20.
Bingo,
As Rowdy Yates always says, “Keep ’em moving”.
ps Phil if warranted and your neighbor is male keep an eye on someone gutless like that unwilling to do what is necessary. Always wanting someone else to deal with the problem.
The third world has arrived in droves. What do you expect when there are (at least) 33 million illegals here now? That they are staying up there means that the local “authorities” are tolerating or abetting it.
Having professionally visited more than 50 countries, half in the lower developed (compared to the U.S. and EU) world,. the tarp villages next to the Railroad tracks (no one bothers them there) or under overpasses and on steep hills are, everywhere. People scratch out an existence as they can. With it comes increased crime, theft and degradation of the standard of living for everyone else. I do not like where things are trending, but not enough people are fed up enough to start dealing with the source of the problem, corruption in the government at all levels. Best that happen soon, or we will also be devolving back to frontier justice.
“It just puzzles me why here when it’s so far from anything.” Easy pickins, that’s why. Easy to spot which houses are empty and when.
So NIMBY, hell yes! Need a sign: “Looters will be shot. Survivors will be shot again.” Except you can’t count on them being able to read, or even speak English.
Do you wanna know how they got to be homeless in 98% of those cases ? They fooked everyone that tried to help them and then stole from them and then shat in the favorite lawn chair on the way out . Seen too many and tried in vain to help them .
Yup X400!
I’m with you, Phil. I would not want a homeless encampment behind my house, just based on how the crime rate goes up around them. I can relate to being in that situation. I made some life choices in my youth that resulted in the safest place for me to sleep was a park bench. But I still don’t want a homeless encampment over the back fence from the house.
Not in the US, but I’m seeing more stuff dumped on the footpath, someone’s set up a little camp in the bushes at a local reserve, and more properties up for lease or sale than even a year ago.
Restaurant I visit semi regularly says their taking are well down too. The sort of place that’s not expensive and does big meals. Get a lot of pacific islanders eating there.
Also seeing more things for sale on facebook marketplace and similar, at much lower prices. Reckon people are scratching for cash and ditching whatever they can to do it. A friend talks about getting expensive air compressors for a few hundred, where not that long ago you’d be looking at $1500+.
Feels like everyone knows the crunch is coming, but no one want to admit it. All buried in debt and still trying to pretend they can party.
Oh, I forgot, there’s now beggars around the local shopping center. Used to only see them in the real rough suburbs and the CBD of the city, this is a nominally wealthy area a good 10 miles from the CBD.
The Crunch. That’s what it was called in Rawles two books I read, Patriots and Survivors. Those may be good reads for the coming event.
I was cutting wood on an old farm place near my farm when I noticed an old supply tank laying on its side with the open end patched up and nearly filled in with lumber from an old shed nearby and a really nasty mattress. I’m fairly sure the occasional resident was the meth addicted son of a nearby farm family. Regardless, I emptied the tank and burned the old mattress and lumber, then smashed the tank and hauled it off to the scrap yard. No water at the site and about 3 miles from a town of 1500 people but only a half a mile or so as the crow flies from my neighbor’s farm place. Freaks are everywhere.
An additional concern not yet mentioned is legal jeopardy. Some jurisdictions will hold the landowner legally responsible for any unlawful acts on their property. More so if it is proven the owner, or his agents (tenants, family members) had prior knowledge not just of the acts but of the presence of the perpetrators.
This means it is not necessary that you knew that they were up to no good, but just knowing of their presence. Penalty may include forfeiture of your ENTIRE property.
Further, continued allowance of others on your land can be used to establish their rights on your land.
Check your local and state codes.
Yes, mentioned is they are adjacent to, not on, your property. Here the adage, ‘Give an inch, they take a mile’, comes into play. It is foolish to trust persons who have already shown disposition to make bad decisions.
By allowing the situation to continue is to trust that they won’t take it further. Afterall, you have emboldened them by allowing it to continue, a tacit approval.
What you did, is or could be known as “taking the law into your own hands…”. That action is what you will get when the “ordained” law doesn’t see things the way a normal see’s things.
Doing what you did is what is needed to protect your neighborhood.
Very soon Brandon’s gonna be givin’ ’em yur house.
“Just yoyu wait, “enery “iggins.”
truth be told, we all going to have to get harder with people/problems like this in the future. things are going to break down unlike what you may have seen before.
food shortages will drive people to do what used to be unthinkable.
and if you add drug problems in the mix, anything could happen.
if you do not own a handgun yet, you better get at least one. and a good holster for it as well. something you can wear everyday, all day long. make sure you know how to use it. GET LOTS OF AMMO for it too. like at least a case or two.
get cleaning gear and oil for it. a book on it will go a long way on keeping it working. get some spare parts and extra magazines for it.
I make it a point to have at least 10 magazines for every handgun I own.
rifles and shotguns are handy to have around. same deal with them.
most people will not argue when you holding a shotgun on them.
but they kind of hard to carry all day while you try to do other things. -the handgun shines at that.
but you best defense is distance. like old Remus used to say “stay away from crowds” hate to point this out to a lot of you, but the burbs will be the first place the city people will go to get what they need. make your plans now, before it all goes south.
Scary. Situational awareness, always.
“Get off my lawn.”
Craziest thing about homeless I saw was about 3 miles south of merced california. On the west side of the highway, about a hundred yards from the fence, was a tent city of 4 or 5. No trees around, no protection from the elements, right in the middle of the dang field. In stockton under an overpass, some one had put up a good size tent and had surrounded it with wooden pallets. I would say the area was a good 40 feet square. Had a couch and recliner. Had a security door like the ones I have on my house as the entrance. Had a door knob on it. That place was there for about 6 months I think, then it was gone.
Could this have been a couple of neighborhood kids build a “fort”.
Me and my friends used to do such things, until we got bored or some grumpy old neighbor tore it down.
You have a good point. Abandoned 2nd homes and other structures were often taken over for partying y teens back in the day. Poorly built log cabins might be found also. Even in the good old days, this was never very good for the neighbors or property owners under any circumstances. Given the present situation, any kind of squatting, Bidenville building, or party camping cannot be tolerated. The wise rural patriot will keep regular tabs on these potential places and discretely deal with them as the need arises.
The big problem, as I see it, is the drugs. Our society is awash in it, and it takes a terrible toll on people that don’t have the mental stability and toughness to avoid that pitfall. The result is what we have now, increased homeless drug addicts that are overwhelming society. It sure doesn’t help that the “Turd World” hordes are pouring over the border!
Now, add in the “legal” system that enables these behaviors. Thoroughly add a bad-and-getting-worse economy. Lack of morals. Lack of responsibility. Lack of religion.
Yep. We’re in the last days. We are awash in everything The Bible said would come upon us, it’s only going to get worse as the breakdown of everything accelerates!
I’m just The Bluebird of Happiness today, ain’t I ?!
Good work, Phil!
You are correct. Even in the most remote of places, the drug networks of the cartels have extended their reach through the foothold provided by local drug addled losers. The cartel deliverymen usually are urban minorities from cities a 100 or more miles distant, and they would otherwise have no local standing without the local connection. Pay close attention to the police and court reports of these drug cases that are published in the local papers. Take particular note of the local contacts who invited the drug traffic into the region and where they live.
Years ago, we had a homeless camp in the woods behind my neighborhood when I lived in Boston. The junkies would swim out in the estuary in June and drag one or two of my lobster pot buoys ashore, then pull in the pot, take out the lobsters and crabs, and cut the internal webbing of the pot and smash the mesh, leave it on the beach. Trap theft usually means a bullet to the head of the thief or at a minimum burning their house down, but we just ended up making a habit of having a few beers on Friday nights and driving through their camp with 4 wheelers dragging a grappling hook to go fishing for ‘bum treasures’ while shooting roman candles at the runners.
NIMBY? Damn right. These days the alligators are my neighbors and they keep the homeless population in check.
They’re in the Portland – Vancouver area because of cheap drugs and easy money. The local governments have catered to them for years.
I’ve seen tents near the intersection of Cypress and 21st — less than 8 blocks away.
Figure it’s just a matter of time until I wake up and find a tent in my front yard.
When my brother and I first moved to Spokane, it turned out that it was harder to find work and housing than I expected, so we lived out of the van for a few months. Shit happens.
What neither of us did was:
Camp on other people’s property without permission
Clog up sidewalks
Litter or publicly defecate
Participate in the drug economy by using, selling, or acting as support staff
Same for the theft and prostitution economies
Beg, wheedle or outright gorilla people for money, food or anything else
Keep clean, both body and clothing
Be noisy or otherwise obnoxious assholes
I was out every day hustling for employment or housing – we did have income, as my brother has been on SS Disability since the ’70s – never been able to work. (He spent the day watching trains, walking or riding the bus, or reading at the library.) First apartment we could get, we grabbed… and ended up living there 22 years. First job I found, I grabbed… went through a number of different ones, but when one ended, I was out hustling for another, because money is nice and fuck being homeless, it sucks.
End of 2019 (a week before Christmas) I got the letter – lease was terminated as of 31 Jan. Immediately started hustling for a new place, and planning for the possibility of not getting one right away – packing up everything in the apartment that wasn’t in immediate use, and stuffing it all in storage. (Still working, so that helps; my brother had gone into an adult family home a few years earlier, because he’d gotten to the point of not being able to handle his day-to-day needs on his own, and LOL at trying to live off SSD – as of December, he was pulling $880/mo, with room and board eating $830 and not qualifying for any other aid due to being in a home. It’s all pulled off my late mom’s SS deposits over 40+ years of working, too.) Living out of the van in winter would suck even worse, but it’s doable… but I *did* find a place and jumped on it with all four feet. Because fuck being homeless, it sucks.
It’s entire possible to end up homeless, and get *out* of it, but it takes effort – and the vast majority of long-term homeless are there because they *cannot* or *will not* try. Especially the mentally ill or the addicts.
Gotta act like a grown-up human being, and y’all can get off the streets…
See, you’re the kind of guy that deserves a hand up or hand out, because you WANT to get on your feet.
BTDT, I didn’t want to go on Welfare, did whatever I could to keep the kids and wife fed. Due to the grace of others, we pulled out of it. Methinks God had a great hand in us getting back up, but the effort had to be done on my part. And therein is the rub – you have to WANT to get off the Public Largesse and do whatever is necessary.
As you said, act like a grownup.
I would not touch that stuff with my bare hands. Those people have all kinds of strange disease. Just gather it together with a metal reach and burn it in place. If the city freaks just say you are homeless and you can do whatever you want.
Phil’s not stupid, he knows enough to use gloves. Ecch!
Just curious but why would your Mrs. be ok with some potential crackhead sleeping in your backyard?WTF?
Trade in the cat for a dog and put a few used range targets up in your back yard.
Went to the grocery a few days ago, no generic store label eggs, lots of cage free eggs in various brand names, go figure. Very few empty shelves anywhere else. Which can change in two hours time, as we all know.
And then there’s the mess in South Jersey. We didn’t have enough shitholes like Camden, Salem, AC & so on it seems. So the state started handing out housing vouchers & bus tickets to folks as they got released or applied for welfare to the already shady Wildwood area. Now there’s a couple of homeless camps around & beggars in the Walmart lot. Cops have even got their own Narcan supply to spread around as needed.
Like any predator, they stay near their prey.
I have to shoot at the coyotes every once in a while, to keep them off us.
Big dog would help you
On the Farm I live at (I work for the Owner as the Jet Mechanic/Horse Mechanic) there was the foundation of an old Tenant House that had burned down, off in a Wooded Corner of the Property. Early this Winter, while playing with a Thermal Gunsight, I saw Heat from a Campfire. Next Day, went down there (Armed, of course) and Rousted the Druggies. Later in the Week, I saw one of them Panhandling at an Intersection in Town. That Night, they were back. Next Day, I got the old 6-Cat with the Cable-Blade running, and about Midnight, the Property Owner and I made an Armored Assault on their Position… Driving with NVG’s and him spraying with a Tommy Gun into the Trees. They ran off, and we Crushed their shit and caved in the Basement. Talked to the Sheriff a few weeks later when I saw him at the Tractor Supply in Town. He said there has been more and more of that kind of thing, Druggie/Panhandlers and Petty Thieves, camping out in the Woods on the larger Farms.
There’s lots of ‘Dozers, Backhoes, and Woodchippers in this County, so we should be able to “Take Care of Problems” when, not if, it gets Worse…
And Pigs, too. O’Reilly has a Lot of Pigs at his place….
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