London Is Still Paying Rent to the Queen on a Property Leased in 1211
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Generally speaking leases are cheap and long (100 years?) and get renewed decades before the lease term ends. It does reduce the property value a little.
[1] http://www.newsinenglish.no/2012/06/13/lease-holders-now-on-...
The terms of the leases typically require that the lessee return the land to its original condition when the lease expires, which means demolishing or moving the house and replanting appropriate vegetation, but I've read that usually the tribe will accept the lessee leaving and turning the house over to the tribe.
If you are ever buying a house in Washington and see something that seems too good to be true, like a beachfront house at a low price, look carefully for something about a land lease. The practice of leasing land from tribes and building houses on it goes back a long way, and some of the early leases are expiring in a few years.
When you see an especially cheap apartment that has nothing obviously wrong with it when you look at the pictures, it's one of these three things:
1) The building doesn't own the land it's built on.
2) The current owner is renting it to a rent-controlled tenant who refuses to leave until they die.
3) Maintenance fees are $3000 a month for a studio due to severe mismanagement or something.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irvine_Company says that the company owns about 1/5 of Orange County. Including several cities.
One of those cities is Anaheim, so that suggests that Disney is leasing the land for Disneyland from the Irvine Company!
In the case of the Irvine Company, it's the descendant of the Irvine Ranch which never sold off most of its land holdings.
The 1906 quake and topography likely had a lot to do with it. Just at the time the Westward migration really started in earnest, San Francisco burnt down, and LA didn't have to build any bridges to get between places.
Mix up some oil and water for added fun.
You can get a 100 year lease on the land you want and it's usually renewed with out hassle. I'm sure there are exceptions.
Where were the leaseholders when the decision was made to give the land away? Was it Army Corp land or Power company land?
Generally, might makes right.
Generally, might makes right.
As for royalty and the church, the United Kingdom is not a republic: it's a constitutional monarchy with an established church (the church is part of the state and the monarch is head of the church).
There may come a time when the church is disestablished (against the wishes of the antidisestablishmentarians — never thought I'd have a chance to use that word on Hacker News) and the monarchy abolished, but for the moment that's what we have and there's no real justification for "removing" the property of either.
Then there is Wales, and last but definitely not least when it comes to complicated religious issues, Northern Ireland.
Unlike the other nations, England doesn't have any independent government, so it doesn't really make sense to say that the CofE is the established church of England alone, because there is no English establishment for it to be part of.
So, the CofE is the (only) established church in and of the of UK. The fact that The Kirk and The Church in Wales are not established just means that the only bishops that get to interfere with everyone else's business are from English bishoprics.
NB Wikipedia would appear to agree with me:
Historically, England (and I'm talking about England here, not Scotland, which has a different arrangement) was a Catholic country, until the Pope wouldn't give Henry VIII a divorce. He created the Church of England with himself as its head.
Anglicanism is a broad church with some congregations that are basically similar to Catholicism (outside of the Roman Catholic church) with the ritual and ceremony — High Church congregations — and some which which are Protestant.
The Queen is the head of the Church of England, and the Archbishop of Canterbury is the senior priest. Senior members of the Church of England have the right to sit the the House of Lords, which is the second chamber of the British Parliament, so as you can see, the Church, the Monarchy (which is nominally the executive), and the legislature are all tied together — that's what it means to have an established church.
edit: messed up the Roman numerals
In many other parts of the world the property of the nobility was largely taken away - eg. in India a few decades after independence in the 1970s - though the smarter kings managed to retain some control by sensing which way the wind was blowing early and turning into businessmen amd politicians. One strategy used was to endow property to "public" trusts, take controlling board seats and starting businesses contracted by these trusts to extract the income.
Did I get it right?
Of course you own it. The question is what "ownership" means. Ownership of a property is best defined by delineating the specific rights that you can exercise with respect to it. You may bar people from entering it. You might not be able to bar the government from entering it or making certain uses of it. There's a good chance you can't keep people from being underneath your house and extracting valuable minerals, if they're far enough down. Your rights don't extend very far above the earth.
But you knew all that when you made the purchase.
6ft in my (Commonwealth) country.
Have always found it cool that ordinary Americans operate their own oil wells on their (sometimes small) properties.
and you didn't have any other options.
Even if you're a King, if you stop paying your knights/army you probably won't hold on to your lands for much longer. Would you say (A) the army "owns" the king's land or (B) the army just makes it possible for him to continue owning it?
(1) Unless you are a Law unto yourself i.e. have your own army.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fee_simple
We all must pay service to our feudal lords.
The land, the land,
'twas God who made the land,
The land, the land,
The ground on which we stand,
Why should we be beggars
With the ballot in our hand?
God gave the land to the people.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Land_(song)The GDR had in the years of its existence softened this doctrine due to its ideological despice for property in general and their conception of public property (sort of modern fief: delegation of usage rights) in particular. Under this conception it was possible to have separate ownership in buildings. This was more or less a incentive and financing game: let the populace build the buildings out of their own savings, and as long we have not abolished property altogether, they might as well own the buildings.
However the land registration (Grundbuch) normally includes the buildings. This was however handled differently for different types of buildings. Apartment houses were more properly documented, smaller buildings (holiday homes, garages) nearly never. This was a big problem after reunification, because buying a realty, one could not be sure if there remained rights from third parties to the buildings on the realty.
https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Volkseigentum#Sachenrechtsbere...
different churches have different interpretations of the scriptures, thus in particular different estimations of when the Second Coming and Apocalypses is to happen, etc. :)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Present_value#Present_value_of...
I am joking of course. I would have not problem killing a cow/chicken with my own hands to eat it, but I don't think I could ever bring myself to kill a bunny or duckling or similarly cute animal. My heart swoons when I see them. I'm a pretty stone faced guy most of the time, but I think I would literally shed a tear.
My grandmother had no trouble slaughtering their livestock ("Oh, Bully was such a sweet calf," she'd say, chewing her way through a steak), but apparently there were a couple of smallholdings down the road which couldn't bear to kill their own pigs.
To solve this, they would swap pigs with each other.
On my previous house, we had a leasehold of just our garage, oddly, with a peppercorn rent of £1 a year. Being young and innocent, I did ask whether I actually had to pay this, but my solicitor just laughed.
(Find "I want my dollar!" toward the bottom of the page)
It turns out there was technical paperwork signing over patent rights to the government at a dollar each...
(Note: the relative value of seventy pounds in 1930 isn't a simple conversion, because economic conditions have changed. See https://www.measuringworth.com/ukcompare/relativevalue.php?u... for a discussion).
The UK has never been through a "year zero" forcible reconstitution, so its constitutional and administrative arrangements are full of little adhoc anomalies (the various islands like Sark and Man, the City, "County" Durham, chancel repair liability, and so on). Mostly these are a fine and picturesque addition to the texture of the nation. There's certainly no real appetite to "fix" things, although Scotland managed to abolish the feudal system (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abolition_of_Feudal_Tenure_etc...)
However, this means that the sort of internal tensions which in the US get nailed to the mast of the constitution instead float around, un-crystallized. Until now, when the "brexit" vote has triggered a cascade of constitutional crises: is parliamentary consent required to leave the EU? How does this affect the Good Friday Agreement? What about Scotland? What exactly is the constitutional status of the Human Rights Act and why do the conservatives keep trying to abolish it? And so on.
There's now only about 10,000 residents - most of whom are in a single estate - the Barbican. Business votes now far exceed individuals.
That doesn't touch on freemen, livery companies, and all the other archaic complexity.
Secret City covers a lot of it, but the film is as much about the financial crisis.
Votes are provided based on corporation size, so just setting up shell companies won't work.
The former seems implied from the age of the items, but that doesn't seem like rent to me.
> The six horseshoes and the sixty-one nails themselves probably date from the 1360's. After being rendered to the Queen's Remembrancer, they are preserved in his Office and, with the permission of the Crown, they are loaned to the City Corporation to be rendered again the following year.
(http://www.cityoflondon.gov.uk/services/education-learning/s...)
It's tempting to laugh at this silliness, but 1000 years from now coders will still be putting the open curly brace in C code on a separate line for no particular reason other than that they always have.
They'd never stopped, or even thought of stopping. You couldn't stop Tradition. You could only add to it. The three men reached the shadows by the main gate, almost blotted out in the whirling snow. The bledlow on duty was waiting for them. 'Halt! Who Goes There?' he shouted. McAbre saluted. 'The Archchancellor's Keys!'
'Pass, The Archchancellor's Keys!'
The Head Bledlow took a step forward, extended both arms in front of him with his palms bent back towards him, and patted his chest at the place where some bledlow long buried had once had two breast pockets. Pat, pat. Then he extended his arms by his sides and stiffly patted the sides of his jacket. Pat, pat. 'Damn! Could Have Sworn I Had Them A Moment Ago!' he bellowed, enunciating each word with a sort of bulldog carefulness. The gatekeeper saluted. McAbre saluted. 'Have You Looked In All Your Pockets?' McAbre saluted. The gatekeeper saluted. A small pyramid of snow was building up on his bowler hat. 'I Think I Must Have Left Them On The Dresser. It's Always The Same, Isn't It?'
'You Should Remember Where You Put Them Down.!'
'Hang On, Perhaps They're In My Other Jacket!' The young bledlow who was this week's Keeper of the Other Jacket stepped forward. Each man saluted the other two. The youngest cleared his throat and managed to say: 'No, I Looked In . . . There This . . . Morning!' McAbre gave him a slight nod to acknowledge a difficult job done well, and patted his pockets again. 'Hold On, Stone The Crows, They Were In This Pocket After All! What A Muggins I Am!'
'Don't Worry, I Do The Same Myself!'
'Is My Face Red! Forget My Own Head Next!' Somewhere in the darkness a window creaked up. 'Er, excuse me, gentlemen—'
'Here's The Keys, Then!' said McAbre, raising his voice. 'Much Obliged!'
'I wonder if you could—' the querulous voice went on, apologizing for even thinking of complaining. 'All Safe And Secure!' shouted the gatekeeper, handing the keys back. '—perhaps keep it down a little—'
'Gods Bless All Present!' screamed McAbre, veins standing out on his thick crimson neck. 'Careful Where You Put Them This Time. Ha! Ha! Ha!'
'Ho! Ho! Ho!' yelled McAbre, beside himself with fury.
It looks like, based on the photo, that the horseshoes take 10 nails each, so that could why they are accompanied by 60 nails.
So why 61? A spare?
Or 3 horses with a limp and a spare nail.
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/12/28/world/that-debt-from-1720-...
I mean, you execute/exile/etc the person you owe the debt to, and keep paying it to the one you pick to replace him in the job of president - er, I mean, king?