Rocks and empty streets; these are the signs you crave for in your lonely, orderly, bitter life. These are the signs of a desolate community?…one without life. As you stroll, in your smug abeyance, think of what pain you have instilled into the fabric of America. As you stroll past the renter?’s paradise, complete with the recently released felons ?– (what could they have done?) ?– you are not human enough to miss the children who used to play in the streets. For you have grown old, and you need order; you pay for the service. You will not be satisfied until you have created your own East Berlin?…complete, you hope, with stucco wall that matches the new HOA palette.
You have taken this infinitesimally small amount of power, and attempted to position yourself among societies' protectorate, much like Korea?’s great leader has shown distain for that which he does not appreciate. In contrast to all that our country was founded for, you try and control personal freedoms for your own selfishness.
With your guidance and leadership, this once vibrant community has turned to one of the Renters, and the Retired. Grass has been turned to stone for those who value profit over pride of ownership. Where children used to rule the street, now there are the elderly and retired, taking down parking violations to stuff the coffers of a faceless management company nearby. If not for the investors, this community has no value for the average American family trying to find a community to call home. The ?“rules?” you use to run roughshod over the remaining families only widen the gap between neighbors in the community. Soon, like some poor Eastern-block country under communist rule, neighbor will not be able to speak with their neighbors without suspicion. This is the future of your sanguine utopia.
Arrowhead Ranch was not intended to become a retirement village; we have Sun City. It was not intended to be a renter?’s paradise, as the affordable housing in our community has become ?– some ?“investors?” renting out six or more houses on their block, filling the neighborhood with all manner of the displaced and the disowned, and all for a little money. Arrowhead Ranch was supposed to be a good place to raise your kids. You, the few, the proud, the bitter elderly, along with the overbearing and inept ?“management?” company, have ruined this neighborhood in the name of protecting homeowner value. Gone are the families. For shame.