In mediaeval times, one could pour boiling oil from upon one’s tower onto invading hordes. And it certainly learned ’em a thing or two, let me tell you.
Obviously, when we get door-to-door electricity company salespeople or certain doorstep-obsessed religious orders turning up at our castles tat an inconvenient time, a bit of boiling oil would be an effective discouragement strategy, but oh, no – in these whiny days you’d be litigated against for sure.
This is why I love a story from Kenya about a householder who turned to boiling hot tea in a run-in with debt collectors.
Apparently a bank came around, with a tame cop in tow, to take someone’s possessions in a way that was not strictly correct.
The householder – a teacher, not a professional wrestler or drug dealer – explained his position by scalding three of them with very hot tea.
And this guy is all class. He then went to the police station and reported the incident himself. The police actually had some sympathy for him and have some questions for the bank.
I have no doubt this will inspire the next Bruce Willis movie: “Die Hard with a Cuppa”.