Perfect illustration of someone who has no idea how a libertarian might view the situation.Perfect illustration of the fallacy of Libertarianism.One of our neighbors has declined appreciably and is now vehemently anti-everything. Won't keep up his property, has rats and raccoons in his yard, trash piled against his house, hasn't paid dues in years. His wife is, and has always been, a bitch. The other 11 homeowners are tired of being kind and forgiving. One held off listing his house until we can get it sorted. It's a mess, but we will have it all sorted out in short order.
Well, I have to admit that we almost got burned by getting into a land contract w/o legal advice once.The problem is you never know which ones do, and if you are enamored with the house or otherwise find a reason not to have a document pro advise you when you really need one, it tends to be very bad.
Not to mention time travelers gaming the systemI once had a job doing title research and we always traced back to the original grant from the king to Lord Baltimore if we could. I'll leave exactly how an English/Irish lord gets to just own land already inhabited by others for thousands of years to another thread.
Lived as a renter in a HOA controlled complex. They had many rules, which 2 20-somethings had no issue with. The place had 5 pools, a main and 4 smaller. Our walk out was into the of the smaller ones. No one EVER used it. Ever. We wanted to have some folks over one afternoon for a BBQ and, well, the pool is right there, ya know? So I asked at the office. "No more than 3 people total from any one unit can use a pool."We lived in a gated community and absolutely loved it. We had a great clubhouse on the beach, community dinner nights down there, kids running around and swimming everywhere, weekly ice-cream powerboat runs to Annapolis, and I paid $70/year for a slip for my dinghy and had a spot to come in from my mooring and load groceries and water. If it snowed we had one road we closed to cars so the kids could go sledding.
OTOH - We once rented a vacation house in North Carolina for the eclipse. It too was a gated community and I *hated it*. We took to calling it the Old People Concentration Camp. They had rules for freaking EVERYTHING and seemed populated by nasty rich retired White people who desperately wanted to keep anything to do with North Carolina safely outside their border. One example of their anal rule making was about community hikes. It was suggested that dogs and children not come along because the distractions caused ruined the average speed of the group
Yeah.. having bought and sold some properties over the years there have been a few instances where I wanted a second set of knowledgeable eyes on the paperwork especially when your 2500 miles away.fair enough, point taken