we like to think we live in a nice, friendly neighborhood.
we like to think we can count on each other for some important things, like keeping an eye on the kids, or jump-starting a car on a cold morning, or watching over the house if we're away.
we like to think we live amongst people who don't swoop in like vultures to buy the neighbors' house in a foreclosure frenzy.
but according to an e-mail i received recently, people are scoring GREAT DEALS on houses in OUR NEIGHBORHOOD due to the wave of foreclosures nationwide.
apparently it's an INCREDIBLE OPPORTUNITY to invest in real estate that may not come along again IN OUR LIFETIME.
isn't that great?
an infomercial on one of the local tv stations echoed the e-mail, only louder, and with testimonials.
"we swooped in and bought our neighbors' house, and we feel great about it," said one effervescent couple.
"this was a great opportunity for us to kick our neighbors to the curb," gushed another.
i'm exaggerating only slightly. in fact, the less discerning in the audience would notice the hyperbole not at all.
what have we come to that some of us will greet our neighbors cordially on the weekend, and emotionally eviscerate them on monday? that some so-called friends will talk the neighbor talk, but walk the republican walk?
we've come to no damn good, that's what.
they say a fish rots from the head down, and in some cases that's true.
but that's no excuse for people who, by appearance, are just like us, but when times get tough...have no heart at all.