I politely and apologetically explained my case re: gaping holes in security through a long letter on Facebook because I have panic attacks trying to confront people IRL. I received the response that Facebook was "not an acceptable method of communication between people who live together" and that I was "taking rules to extremes". The Klug has gotten increasingly passive-aggressive and when she thought I was asleep this morning, I heard her going "Oh, they have their music really loud! I wish we could close the windows, but we'd all suffocate because PRINCESS says we can't have the door open while we're asleep!"
I had been mired in a paranoid depression about the trouble I was causing for everyone, but that single comment effectively catapulted me out of Give-a-Shit Land into the grand province of Fuck You Bitch.
Further bulletins as events warrant, and oh, you know they will.