Saturday, June 18, 2022

The Flag of Failure


I’ve been looking at land.  

An agent sent me a notice:  A good location above a small river.  It was a bit too small a property, at too high a price, but it perc’d and had a well.The agent said the two trailers on the property could be sold, but the tenants were paying $2,000 a month which could be income while I got engineering and permits.  

I swung by to find two double wides on the property. They were flying a tattered Trump and a tattered Confederate flag. All I could think of was… they’re living in a van, down by the river.  

Not the property for me, for several reasons. Truthfully I did not even go down the driveway.  

Some people live like frightened porcupines — quills out and shaking their warning.  It’s always best to leave such unfortunates alone.

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