Yeh, especially at 12 AM when the doorbell rings and there standing at the front door is a large hairy man in his underwear with his pipe in his hand staring at you when he says, “ Hey man, yo want to share a smoke?” Probably happens in Tennessee.Yeah... But was the subsequent expense worth it? Land mines, trip wires, an orbiting telescope, a gun tower with .50 cals added to your house, not to mention the cost of manning it. PLUS a rotating contingent of bodyguards.
Bullet-proof vests also get tiring to wear all the time.
Then there is the constant anxiety...
And all to "meet up for a smoke".
Daredevils like you are amazing.