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In old apartment buildings up north, every apartment has a big hallway and a hole in the door with a big heavy metal hatch for mailbox. Back in the days, there was so many stories of TV loicense people opening this hatch from the outside trying to listen through it to hear if someone was watching the jew box.

So many times people would notice, thinking it was some creep or a burglar trying to break inside, so they'd kick the hatch to lock the arm of the inspector then pushing it in until the inspectors arm looks like a dead raisin, dogs used to bite the arm, growling and dragging the arm inwards, the bigger dog, the better. Some would lock the arm then open the door to confront that fucker, often waking up all the neighbors who then took turns to beat the shit out of the inspector.

At one point, a very dedicated inspector tried to climb inside through the chimney, but this chimney wasn't connected to any fireplace inside but went right to the large diesel boiler in the basement were he burled like a kike in a holohoax story.

Which they will get, and there’s no way for you to defend yourself against them.