Nearby neighbors arrived home in the early evening recently to find two thugs who had been methodically rummaging through their belongings fleeing through a rear window with guns and other property.
Thankfully, nobody was hurt, but had the homeowners arrived minutes earlier or had the hoodlums opted to attack them, the outcome could have been much worse. The bad guys, unfortunately — or fortunately — got away, but they left in their wake a whirlwind of anger and a sense of violation that spread through the neighborhood.
That prompted all manner of talk about gunplay and dire consequences for the perpetrators if the chance ever arose. All that is understandable: I went through the same angry chest-thumping myself years ago after a burglary; said the same things; meant every word of it at the time.