I will give an example from my own childhood.
When my brother was about 6, and 8 year old neighbor boy cornered him and held his little thumb to a cigarette lighter badly blistering it. My older brother who was then about 18 found this thuggish 8 year old and seriously threatened him. After that neither my brother or I ever had any problem with bullying in the neighborhood or in school.
Another time, my older brother, who was then about 13, was selling flowers at the entrance to the elevated train station. He was approached by two homosexuals and teased by them. My uncle ( who owned the greenhouse that supplied the flowers) and another uncle waited for these homosexuals. Again, there was a **serious** but polite talk. These homosexuals were never seen in the neighborhood again.
One final example:
My older brother,( as an adult, father, and husband, )had drug dealers move into his neighborhood. One evening my brother and other men in the neighborhood had a very polite and business-like talk with the dealers. They pointed out the roofs where snipers could easily take aim at the drug dealers. They also mentioned that police won't be very eager to vigorously investigate any “incidents”. The next day, the dealers were permanently gone from the neighborhood.
It is hard to tell these days, but my guess is yes or his father lacks his manhood, and by definition is a liberal.
By the way, you recognized the first rule of keep neighborhoods safe and drug free. Sometimes it doesn't even require a talk. My neighborhood is adjacent to an apartment complex that has several less than desirable people. Occasionally, those people walk through the neighborhood. They may be great people, I have no idea, but when I see baggy pants with underwear showing, hoodies and thuggish appearances I get defensive. I saw one of these hood rats walking down the street on day. I stood and starred the thug down as he walked past my house. He gave me a look like I was nuts to even glance in his direction. A little later in the week, the same thug was walking again down the street again, but I was getting ready to go shooting with my daughter and her boyfriend. I saw him from my garage door as I was lubricating my AR. I walked to my side yard with weapon in hand and starred him down again. I haven't seen him since.
I call it keeping the neighborhood clean. BTW, there is no crime in our neighborhood. The men on my block (it may be strange, but everyone is married, and most close to or over twenty years) will not allow it.