Monday, October 11, 2010

Picture Perfect Fence, but... Is It Soundproof? or Foolproof?


The BDGs appear to be spiraling downward - ever more quickly - into paranoid tendencies and irrational behaviors.

Take the newly constructed fence, above, as an example. Such a screening device did not exist ever since the BDGs illegally contaminated their property with TLC Catering in 1987. They must have figured they were in the dominatrix position after they cowed* their neighbors (who were in their sixties at that time) and lied to get the city's stamp of grandfathered status. Twenty years later, their eighty-year-old neighbors died, a young punk moved in, he exposed their lies and nuisance despite their shrill howling and gesticulations, and they were left naked in the wind... their miserable, useless lives totally defenseless.

Instinctively, they tried to hide, first behind more layers of radio noise, then more and higher layers of fence boards and, finally, retreating into drugged medical retirement. They reshuffled all their goods, rebuilt their house, put up giant tents, and tended their pot farm. They desperately desired not to see their adversary - or have him see them - but the F'n economy wouldn't let them run away and escape. So they built more fence.

The owners are exhibiting some of Sarah Winchester's escalating bizarre behaviors.

Construction began by the foreign language speaking handyman crew while the BDGs blew town for a few days... (why they hurried back is an unanswerable question...) and was finished over the weekend. I really considered letting the BDGs complete a noncompliant project and then get the city involved; but I reconsidered and posted the relevant city code regarding fences for the simple reason that the city seems incompetent in any kind of enforcement action - especially when it comes to the BDGs.

This afternoon, I mowed my front lawn. The sound produced several activities next door - like poking a stick into a hornet's nest - when Yellow's THC-powered reptilian brain** was triggered. She tried to mark her territory by sending Felix out front to string drip line or dig holes or do whatever(?) next to the fence. I know she flipped out because, as I nearly finished one line of mowing, I turned to see Lynda taking a picture of me with her camera.

This is the difference between Lynda S Allen and me:
  • I take pictures of her illegal activities, her noncompliant structures, and her prohibited business relationships in a residential district in order to effect their abatement. This entire blog is the illustrated, annotated diary and commentary of that effort; I have less-than-ZERO concern or desire for her likeness or personal relationships.
  • Lynda takes pictures of me for what purpose? This is not the first time she has openly taken photographs. Does she think to use the pictures in her legal defense? Does she get her "jollies" from them? If any appear publicly I will consider a stalking charge against her.
The new fence highlights another irrationality:

Note the Bally walk-in freezer in the lower left corner of the picture. The little white lean-to and the compressor were removed from the top of the unit last week as the BDGs began their temporary disappearance. No further work has been done to prepare for the freezer's removal even though sawing, hammering, and a pneumatic tool air compressor can be heard constantly on the property. The never-ending Winchester-like construction - while the shed, freezer, container, commercial vehicles, yard radio, and marijuana tent still remain - indicates other possible enforcement problems developing.

(Whoever said, drying marijuana stinks, was right. The BDG's place smells horrible, in the same fashion their looks [no pictures, thank God!], comportment, and handyman skills are reprehensible. Might as well be consistent in the senses.)

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* cow (vt) to destroy the resolve or courage of; to bring to a state or an action by intimidation - used with into. ex., some redneck caterers were very adept at cowing the workers into eating their s**t. Intimidation (also called cowing) is intentional behavior "which would cause a person of ordinary sensibilities" fear of injury or harm. It's not necessary to prove that the behavior was so violent as to cause terror or that the victim was actually frightened.
Synonyms: blackjack,bogart,browbeat,bulldoze,bully,bullyrag,intimidate,hector,mau-mau,strong-arm

** I will be general. The reptilian brain is the most ancient of the brains. It has two hemispheres, just like the neocortex, and it may be that they relate functionally to the left and right hemispheres of the neocortex. The reptilian brain consists of the upper part of the spinal cord and the basal ganglia, the diencephalon, and parts of the midbrain--- all of which sits atop the spinal column like a knob in the middle of our heads.
It is thought to represent a fundamental core of the nervous system and derives from a form of mammal-like reptile that once ranged widely over the world but disappeared during the Triassic period having provided the evolutionary link between dinosaurs and mammals. All modern mammals have this reptilian complex, including humans.
At least five human behaviors originate in the reptilian brain. These have been denoted as isopraxic, preservative, re-enactment, tropistic, and deceptive. Without defining them, I shall simply say that in human activities they find expression in:
1- obsessive-compulsive behavior
2- personal day-to-day rituals and superstitious acts
3- slavish conformance to old ways of doing things
4- ceremonial re-enactments
5- obeisance to precedent, as in legal, religious, cultural, and other matters
responding to partial representations (coloration, "strangeness," etc.), whether alive or inanimate and all manner of deception.
Reptiles do not dream, but animals which have evolved from the reptiles (mammals & birds) do dream. Why? Because the reptilian mind is still operating in them and we humans call that mental state "dreaming." There is no "dreamstate" in reptiles because this mentality is their waking state. It is repressed during our waking hours (but still functioning it never sleeps) by chemicals released neocortically then the reptilian is allowed to function during sleep and dream, when the left hemisphere is in turn repressed. But obviously, the reptilian brain is not satisfied being relegated to the "nightwatch" of an inert body. It wants far more than that.
Humans invented rituals and ceremonies, and then, theater. Now where do you suppose those revelations came from? Theater, with its famous theorem of the "suspension of disbelief" (which is simply another way of saying, "Put your left brain to sleep.") is a re-invention of the reptilian mental-state "out-there". And of course, now we have excellent duplication of the reptilian mindset with movies and television, etc. which by some estimates, occupies up to 16-18 hours of our time per day, when you add in sleep-dream time.
A much detailed description of brain function by Mr Davidmann can be found here:


countrylifegal said...

Didn't have time to look over the chart, but I'm assuming the taller part of the new fence should be the same height as the front portion? Also, shouldn't the "good side" of the fence be facing outside, towards the neighbors (you)? At least that's how it goes in my area.

I finally had to put up fencing to protect my property from the crap spewing loose dogs; marauding, unsupervised garbage throwing, property damaging children, and the wandering at all hours of the day and night drunk, urinating neighbor. (I lived next door to some really uncivilized cretins--thankfully they've moved away). And they had the nerve to call me a "bitch" for putting up the fence.

If that's what I'm called for wanting to protect my property---I wear that moniker with pride.

Again, keep up the good fight!!!

noisemaker said...

Rational thought and "should be" are not in the BDG's repretoire. They do not know what a good neighbor fence is - because they are NOT good neighbors. We went through that last year with part of the back yard fence. The funniest thing is they put plastic tarps over the entire length of the "good" side (their side) of the fence they just built. Talk about paranoia.

Since our two houses are set back 25 feet, perhaps the taller portion of this front fence is five feet too long, but with these neighbors...

Isn't it sad how the parties seeking neighbors' compliance with simple, straightforward laws are vilified and smeared by the - did you say uncivilized cretins? I second that motion.

Glad to hear your Neighbors From Hell moved. I'm waiting for my NsFH to move - or get hit by a careening catering truck! Alas, this front fence signals their intention to stay longer than any of us desire.