So the JBTs kick your doors in, and literally tear your home apart searching for the cameras, after you've provided them with the location.That was kinda the point. I'd make damn sure I didn't have anything they could charge me with and play stupid when they arrived. Gee willikers, I ain't see no camera officer. That or place rotating pictures of Bea Arthur in front of it.
I'd rather screw with them without giving them an excuse to invade my home.