It's a bit of an oxymoron living behind bars giving you freedom. It's an acceptable way of life here and one I fought for a very long time. I DID NOT WANT BARS ON MY HOUSE. When they were installed on the main part, I was depressed about it. They were ugly and I felt imprisoned. I have come to love my bars and the freedom they allow. No longer do I worry every time I leave my house, will my computer, etc. still be there when I return. At night, while sleeping, I've always felt pretty secure with having my buddies Smith and Wesson next to me and of course, my ferocious four dogs. Nothing gets past them.
My security (fence, bars) was the last item on the list of renovations. If I ever move, it will be the FIRST thing that is done. Now that my entire house has bars, I feel a sense of ease and freedom within my home and when I am away. Maybe the bars are ugly but living here where thievery is "normal", I do so love them.
Note: There is a concrete constructed closet behind those louvered doors which juts out on the frontside of the house. Yuk! Just part of the way the house was built. I didn't do it. In fact, I want to knock the whole thing out but then what another mess! It's best to know when to say when. "Git'er done".