Chill out and ignore them mate?
Why so uptight, if someone wants to start a fight with me then they can start one, but if they shout something an run off, embarassing for them, they don't have the nadgers to stick around.
Chilling out and ignoring them can be as damaging as reacting straight it away.
Put it this way - we moved into our house, had a decent chat with a bunch of local chav kids while moving stuff into the house (a long story - basically the old owners lied about the area, a mistake I'll never make again). First night here, we had two windows broken.
Since then we had shed breakins, fence panels removed, graffiti, vandalism, verbal abuse (of course only when there are more than 10 of them). Basically, it took the stress of a house move (and our first house purchase) and multiplied it by 10. I didn't achieve a promotion at work for crappy reasons and dropped off the deep end.
I had suffered with Bipolar Disorder in my late teens, but managed to keep it in check until then. So, off I went drinking myself into oblivion. Got signed off work for two months having to avoid rooms in my own house should any scrote in the street see either of us through the window and start shouting abuse or throwing stones. Bear in mind, there is absolutely NO reason for this.
They destroyed our front fencing, but that was a blessing as it was rotten and the improvement looks a lot better.
They regularly invaded our rear garden, hopping over the fence to nosey or "get their ball back". They stopped after one day they didn't realise I wasn't at work and I came out ****** and blinding. I haven't seen a chav freeze in such horror since I was 16 and had to defend a female friend from a chav attack.
Things only got better after I sent letters and emails to my MP and council, in the throes of a depressive wave. Let me tell you, it is DAMNED HARD to form any kind of correspondance when your mind is pumping like that, but I wrote down everything as it flew in. It must have read like the ramblings of a schizophrenic. Anyhoo, things were pretty quiet for around year. Even the most local scrotes, while still hanging around, caused no real trouble and had some good banter when we'd come home to find them hanging around.
Now, over the past two months, it's starting to ramp up again. My wife comes home from work to local scrotes cycling around giving her the finger or mimicking gunshots. They broke into a spare car that we keep stored for her father when he visits while I was out buying Res Evil 5 (CHRIST I wish I was at home that day!). The only way to get to it is to scale the fences. Of course police were called, and while they were here some scrote leant out of a house window across the road shouting abuse. They went to "have a talk", and that was the last we heard. None of the scrotes have been deterred/removed.
We redid the drive, laying it out a bit more and removing tons of gravel (throwing fodder) to be replaced with bark. Planted a few pots of plants and laid them around. Of course, we come home last week to find four chavs hanging out next to our house. Get a bit closer and what's that....oh, they're chucking around one of our plants from the pot. There's a surprise.
We pull up, I open the gates to let her park the car in, stomp around the side in a rage only to find they've legged it out of the street.
So, how much more "chilling out" can I do? The police do nothing. The council do nothing. The majority of our neighbours can't even be bothered to find out who we are, so do nothing (the MAJOR downfall of British society, if you ask me).
Things like this make me wish I still lived in NI. The scrotes there know how far to go before they wake up with five masked men above them. Torture like this is largely non-existent. Of course, with my experience from NI and goings-on in North Belfast I'm much more frightened than these ****s of the type of thing I might do when I snap.
Of course, I'm the decent individual in all of this. I can't go smacking around 16 year-olds, can I? So I'll have to target the parents. Our neighbours have filled us in as to just how much of a waste of space the parents of the worst are, so if they think they can go on terrorising us for no reason (quite frankly, I'd understand if there WAS a reason, but we've never been more than amicable with them) they're going to get an extremely rude, unlawful, awakening.
An awakening that will ruin our lives. What other choice do I have?
Welcome to Britain.
