Beach theft
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A year later detectives arrived at our house. They asked to speak to my mother, and told her that the house next door had actually been stolen, and the real owners were now looking for leads, hoping to find their stolen house.
This is in a city. The family in question weren't particularly friendly with their neighbors but at least one neighbor saw the guys playing with the family dog in the front yard and assumed all was well (as you probably would).
They apparently quickly got everything loaded up and were on their way. The family came home to an essentially empty house. It was very odd.
Most of my friends had their whole houses wiped out on holidays. Once a year it happens to one of my friends that have houses on non closed streets at least.
I live in such a house, nearby in Kedron, and we're considering doing just that.
It's like a mining company buying a plot of land that they know has valuable minerals on it for the sake of sitting on it to make their other plots more valuable. It's the exact position I think governments should tax/seize to the point that it is inefficient to sit on.
Thankfully these situations are rarer and rarer with the sharing economy allowing illiquid assets to actually be used for their intended purpose when not used by their owner.
10000 tons - an amount of sand that could have been brought by a midsize ship from a place like Morocco/Sahara (if we discard any other closer sources). At $20/mt that would be $200K - may be more expensive than real estate price of the beach, yet considering overall value of the beach for the society...
Can you please expand on this? I read it to mean that Jamaican beaches are often privatised and off-limits to the public. Is that correct?
This is from personal experience and from extensive contact with Jamaican service employees working in the US (worked for several months with imported hotel staff from Jamaica when I was younger). These were some of the hardest working folks I have ever met, working two or three jobs at the five-star hotel we were employed at and saving up every single bit they could before returning to Jamaica where their opportunities were even less.
Man, that's sad, half the fun of travelling is the culture and people. Hell, that sounds pretty damned colonial in mindset.