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We are about to have our own personal moment with the new social plague; the greed ridden bastards who build monster houses on little lots.

The kind that have no yard and no sensitivity to the surrounds.

Since we are on a hill, they can do two stories. Don't ask.

This monster will overlook our pool.

I, for one, will not stop swimming naked. That is determined.

Of course, by then, we will also have a high enough hedge or trees so that we won't have to look at their bare asses either.

There is a hue and cry in the neighborhood about it.

There is a hearing before the Planning Commission next week.

I don't expect much help.

Their hands are tied by underwritten, lax, developer-centric regulations that make this kind of thing almost unstoppable.

It is too bad.

They might send them back for a re-do. It severely impacts the neighborhood of simple homes. Where there are big ones they are set back on large lots.

Respectable.

Sensitive.

I won't get too into all this.

It is our time.

We have potential construction lots on three sides; this one, a tennis court to an estate which could be subdivided and a potential tear-down just across the drive.

Hell, we think that ours could be a tear-down someday.

They might get two lots out of it too.

It is a plague.

One of those modern ones that you know are part of the deterioration of social responsibility.

It has something to do with the fucking republicans too, I am sure.

Labels: evil bastards, greed