If I Had to Defend my Family
My wife and I recently saw the movie with Liam Neeson called Taken. My wife did not like it very much, but I loved it. It is a story about a father whose teenage daughter gets kidnapped in Europe and sold into a prostitution ring. He uses the skills he developed as a spy to locate and rescue his daughter, and in the process, kicks the crap out of and kills a whole lot of bad guys.
The reason I loved it, is it portrayed the kidnappers as an extremely organized society that had infiltrated the French and other governments, and was the epitome of evil. Then a good guy, focused on the rescue of his daughter, takes on the bad guys, and wins. I came out of the theater with the macho attitude that I would do the same for my daughter.
I do not own a guy, yet I have often day dreamed about intruders in my home and how I would take care of them. Sometimes, I pin them face down on the floor with my knee, use one of my hands to wrap them up with duct tape, while using my other hand to dial 911 on my cell phone. In another, I have visualized grabbing one of the swords on display in my office, and using it to make sure dude will not ever think of disturbing my family again.
The reality is, I would not know what the heck I was doing, but you better believe I would put up a fight.