07.28
Ya know what gets my goat? Ya know what makes me so mad, I wanna knaw down the Cherry trees is Washington with my bare teeth?
It’s Yuppie Nesters.
That’s right, you didn’t read it wrong. Yuppie Nesters.
Comin’ into a rural area, buying up the land. On account that the old farmin’ folk are dyin’ off. The minute they do, the third-generation yuppie grandkids inherit a parcel of land. Does that mean anthing to them? Just one thing. “Ca-ching!” Real-estate deal. Fast bucks.
So here they come, to escape the mess thier social-politcal idiocies made wherever they came from. Bringing the same with them.
One of the most glaring, is the penchant for five-acre lots. With a Mc-Mansion in the middle. All the rest lawn. Grass, just grass.
So, then it’s a seven-thousand dollar mowing machine to keep it looking like a golf green; and they sit on their ass, burning gas, to mow grass. Then, buy food at the market, and bitch about prices.
All the while, taking some of the finest agricultural land in the world out of production; to create a bedroom-community for bail-out escapees.
Meanwhile, they raise land values, and accelerate tax re-evaluations that further drive the generations-long tenants off their land. Fucking assholes.
What a stupid society.
I’m happy to say, I’ts not my society.
