Reading Duluth News Tribune reporter Brandon Stahl’s series of stories on problem properties in Duluth made me think of the Murder House.
While it sucks to have a deadbeat and/or drug-addicted neighbor who can’t manage to do something as simple as put garbage into a garbage can, there are worse problems out there. Sometimes your neighbor is a paranoid schizophrenic who paints crazy things on his roof and puts up weird signs on the lawn that attempt to explain his conspiracy theories.
On one hand, I like to respect the rights of property owners — whether they are mentally ill or not — to turn their homes into pieces of expressionist art or whatever. On the other hand, I absolutely would not want to live next to the Murder House. One of the neighboring homes is currently for sale, and I have to imagine it will go for a fraction of its rightful price. Sucks living in a free country, I guess.
(By the way, I’m going to be sensitive and not mention the location of Duluth’s Murder House, so don’t ask or mention it yourself in the comments. It’s bad enough that the owner probably saw me take the picture and thinks I’m a government agent plotting his demise.)
(Also, to be clear, I found Mr. Stahl’s stories quite interesting and informative. I’m not trying to downplay his work; I’m just trying to one-up him in depicting crazy, awful stuff.)
And now, to cheer you all up after all that, here’s a lilac bush. Ain’t they lovely this time of year?
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