Why I hate neighbors

[hunter]

20. My parents and my brother have both suffered this.

My parents had seven acres of orchards and an ordinary home surrounded by much larger orchards.

Over the existing neighbor's objections the surrounding orchards got rezoned as one acre McMansion land.

Talk about bad neighbors. They used up all the local water, imported expensive water, saturated the place with herbicides and insecticides, and formed a pernicious, petty-minded, and thoroughly white-bread homeowners association that my parents rejected.

I don't even recognize the place anymore. As a teen I used to roam all over with our dogs off leash. If I did that now somebody would call the police. And besides, there's no place to go.

My parents retired, sold the land, and eventually retreated to a remote place that's not likely to be developed or gentrified before the collapse of this so-called civilization. I don't think I could live in a place that was intolerant of a bit of anarchy. I don't want neighbors who would complain about the colors of my house or my low-water no-lawn landscaping.