About the experience of using the Kalashnikov machine in order to improve good-neighborly relations.
As a honest storyteller, I will immediately reveal the weaknesses of my research.
Automatic weapons are virtually illegal, especially in California. It is a semi-automatic rifle with a store of 10 ammunition. And the device that slows down the shift of shops - you need two hands.
So my Kalashnikov compared to my army weapons is like a housekeeper and a wolf. Outside, however, the Romanian Kalashnikov looked awful and realistic.
The second is that the present study is based on a large number of experiments and a comparison with the control group, a double-blind method.
I don’t have all that, unfortunately.
There is a story about a neighbor.
Neighbors are more important than relatives, says the saying, and I totally agree with it. I had great neighbors, great relationships, helped each other, drank beer and baked sausages.
Except for one.
He walked into the house in front of me, across the field, for golf.
The fences in the backyard are not erected - it is dumb to be protected from a beautifullyined grassland.
It was also established - dogs walk, go into the courtyards to communicate with each other, no one was concerned about dog souvenirs or there was a hole.
The new neighbor, however, was terribly irritated by my fools who visited his yard - he was chasing them and threatening them - nothing helps, when patroling the dogs considered themselves obliged to enter his territory and mark.
And then Christmas comes, congratulating the neighbors - I have not forgotten his, a healthy bottle of Standard, in my opinion even Platinum.
He started to congratulate and at the same time apologized for his dogs, crashed - as if it was normal.
Apparently everything.
Anne no - by spring, the situation has worsened, again he is fighting with the shit.
And one day, being well drunk, he announced to the whole field - said, he has a weapon and he will use it, will shoot the violators of his property.
In addition to the dogs, he was heard by me and his wife, who quickly pushed the bull into the house, accompanied by apologies before me for my husband’s rudeness.
I have thought...
Trying to do good?
I tried.
To throw him a bottle of vodka every time his territory is spotted?
You will not drink vodka.
A man is under two meters, a typical alpha – and in combination with alcohol he could potentially bring a threat into execution, which would lead to my retaliation and an immeasurable number of victims and tragedies...
Prevention is the basis of medicine, do not wait for an exacerbation - I have in my blood.
What to do?
How can you tell him that he doesn’t have a gun?
Will the price of its heat be high?
Reading is sometimes beneficial – from the depths of my childhood readings of Jack London emerged an episode of The Sea Wolf.
There, the main character is preparing for a fight with the chef: they are long pushing their knives to the foot - until the cocks give up their nerves and he is not going to the world.
Said is done.
Shaking and threatening with guns is a crime in itself, so I went the other way.
A good Saturday afternoon - sunshine, the neighbor went out to cut the grass.
I didn’t cut the grass, I had a bigger thing to do.
It was this day that I had to show my concern for Kalashnikov.
He pulled out a table for disassembly and lubrication, placed a cleaner in the field of sight of the neighbor, greeted him and went deeper into the work of caring for weapons.
Slowly and carefully – and most importantly, lawfully.
Finished, gathered, kicked for goodbye, cleaned the table and lubricated.
Five years have passed since that sunny Saturday.
Nothing but kindness and politeness to me and my dogs I have seen from the neighbor.
Can I claim that this was a result of Kalashnikov’s therapy?
As a man of the scientific mind, no.
But the modification of the method of knot and spice to the method of vodka and Kalashnikov is rightly named by my name in our family traditions.
Good neighbors to you!