I prefer small community, less government involvement. Keep it in house.
If the kid were 10, that's a different story.
How is letting a
stranger belt some kid keeping shit in house?
If you want to live in some small town where everyone has this tacit understanding that they can belt each others kids when they douche it up, that's fine. There is an argument to be made for that even. But the other people, especially the other parents, have to be in on that deal. You don't get to walk the planet belting random kids that fuck you over.
Here is a funny story for you. In 1982 I was 13. This was when radar detectors were all the rage. Some 16 year old fucktard in the neighborhood went on a rampage over a couple weekends and bashed in a bunch of car windows and lifted a bunch of radar detectors. Including my Dads car. People had their suspicions, but no one knew for sure who did it. But it was the talk of the neighborhood. 3 or 4 weeks go by.
Unfortunately the stupid fuck did not have the presence of mind to remember what places he had hit. Or to pawn the stuff as opposed to just selling it in the neighborhood. One day we were all goofing around in the street when my Dad pulled in. This idiot went up to my Dad and tried to sell him a radar detector at a discount. Turned out to be the exact radar detector he lifted from my Dad's car, which he had initialed.
My Dad recognized it instantly. Did he belt the fucker? No. He haggled, negotiated the guy down some, and then agreed on a price. I was riveted by the whole process and was following my Dad around like a puppy.
Then he invited the kid into the house so he could get some cash. Got him a drink. Sat him down at the kitchen table. Had the cash in his hand. Put his hand out and the got the radar detector. Turned it over. Said the initials out loud 'WC'. Asked him, 'Is that the brand?' The kid, still oblivious, goes, 'Yeah- it's one of the best.' Then my Dad smiles and says, "Ohhhhhhhhh.....I know what that is....Those are
my initials. If you are going to sell stolen goods, don't sell them to the people you stole them from."
Told the fucker to stay right where he was and here is how it rolled out:
Dad: 'Dad's name, phone number'
Idiot: 'I don't live with my Dad.'
Dad: 'Figures. Mom's Name.'
Calls up the Mom, rolls it out, asks her if she would like to come over or should he call the police. She comes over. They work it out. Idiot mows our lawn every week for the whole summer. And the lawns of the other people my Dad knew who had their radar detectors stolen. Fucker was mowing 5 lawns a week that I knew about. This was of particular interest to me because mowing the lawn was normally my job.
About 4 weeks in I decided to be a douche myself and taunt the guy while he was mowing our lawn. Unfortunately, my next door neighbor saw me doing it. Which meant my Dad knew. 2 minutes later my Dad was out of the house with his size 37 paw on my shoulder. 'Son, since you are such an expert, and since your prodigious lawn mowing talents are currently being wasted, let's see if Mrs. Landers needs any help,'
So for the remainder of the summer, instead of mowing my large lawn, I got to mow Mrs Landers fucking enormous lawn. For free.
That's how that shit is done.