“Never in my wildest nightmares did I ever think that a micro solar facility would be an acceptable thing to be built in my neighbouring backyard,”
“Never in my wildest nightmares did I ever think that a micro solar facility would be an acceptable thing to be built in my neighbouring backyard,”
mhb,
So you only believe in folks having the rights that you believe are acceptable, you do not believe in the principle involved. You want to regulate what you want regulated, but want no regulation where you don’t feel regulation is required on YOUR sliding scale. How charmingly original is that?.
So just what separates you from the “dumbasses” you deplore so much? It is just a matter of motivation behind the infringement, yours are pure while those “leftards” are just wrong minded in their controlling behaviours?
Get a Crown patent grant, zoning is Illegal. BTW you may just be interested in decorating your property to the perfect degree of eye pleasing aesthetic , I plan to live on mine, that includes changing the front yard from grass to food and the back yard will have chickens.
If I had that solar panel gentleman for a neighbour I would just put up a gazebo or a rod across my deck and hang lovely flowy light fabric that danced in the breeze and would obstruct the view or GASP look in another direction.
mhb wrote:
where you mentioned the “good neighbour” policy. Did you blush when you typed that, or did you merely forget your /sarc tag?
Actually I didn’t blush for when I wrote that I was talking about a rooster which in fact could infringe on my neighbour’s ability to enjoy their own property. I believe that a rooster crowing at all hours would be disruptive and a nuisance to those that do not love all things fowl. Just as I do not allow my children to go out and play until a reasonable hour, 9 am. Folks have a right not to be wakened by noise at all hours. What they do not have a right to is an arbitrarily pleasant view.
Posted by: The Grey Lady at March 24, 2011 11:29 PM
Well, that first paragraph was about as incoherent as I’ve seen in some time, and I’m not bothering to decipher it, apart from characterizing as a bizarro straw man that has nothing to do with what I said above. Please read for context.
The second sentence isn’t much better. What separates me from the “dumb@ass” in the story is, to wit:
1. I’d not dream of erecting such an eyesore in plain view of my neighbour’s yard, to say nothing of hanging OVER IT, without having some serious discussions with them first. Only a selfish a-hole would go full-steam ahead and have the bloody thing hanging overtop the shared fence without so much as a hi-de-ho to those who’d suffer property loss as a result of it. Ahh, well. “It’s MY right to do whatever I please on my property… yadda yadda”, after all, eh?.
2. If the neighbour complained, I’d add some form of shrubbery or tree covering to my capital cost, in order that they not have to stare at my backyard eyesore or watch their property value drop. That’d be MY approach; other sensitive, caring individuals might try other approaches, viz., “F-You, Pal” and let things ride. Heigh-ho!
3. I’d not be stupid enough to invest capital at a minimum 8-year simple payback (NOT including the likely-to-be enforced visual remediation costs) in providing electricity to the grid at 10x average market cost, believing that – eventually – the idiot ontario liberals will leave and some of the green scams would leave with them. Ciao, $42K capital investment! I’d especially not do this if I was 78 years old, already 6 years past the average maximum canuck male age. Good payback strategy… Duh. Maybe that $42K would buy a nice Harley, instead. A world cruise for me and my significant other green partner. Coke and hookers for a week. Whatever.
I didn’t use the word “leftard” in my posts – another wrong-O inference – but I’d imagine the solar owner fits the bill nicely, as you brought up the word. As for “infringements” and “pure motivations”, I’ll perhaps have another go at trying to understand that later this evening, after a healthy tot of single malt. Might assist in the processing, is all I say.
That you’d add a gazebo to shield the mess at YOUR cost is rather sporting of you, but really, who ELSE would pony up thus to cover up some green zombie’s self-righteous, damn-the-torpedoes lunacy? Or add trees, hedges, etc. at one’s own cost. This is a cost to be borne by the bonehead solar man, and his alone. Doubtless he’d rather you were his obliging neighbour, instead of the hapless dude who’s there, now. But maybe not, when your hens are clucking at 530am, or his patio is downwind of your pad, eh? Ha.
And nice of you not to include the rooster to your henhouse. I bet the nearby dwellers will be tickled at that. As for “Folks have a right not to be wakened by noise at all hours. What they do not have a right to is an arbitrarily pleasant view”, well that statement alone is rife with irony. On one hand, you comprehend that it’s wrong to inflict the tort of nuisance via noise, and yet it’s boffo to ignore the nuisance of visual pollution and subsequent loss of adjacent property values with whatever physical monstrosity or sideshow carnival you choose to throw on your lot. Is that about right? And if so, do you see any inconsistency there? Likely not.
For my part, GL, I could care less what you do on your property. If you live in the sticks, or have a big city lot shielded from your neighbours and want to bring in Ringling Brothers, well, have at it. Be sure to give the kiddies admission at half price on Saturdays. And if you live in a small lot or townhouse and want to put blacksmith shop in your front yard, whatever the neighbours think, go for broke. They’d be cool with it, I’m sure, as long as you’re not toiling at the forge past 9pm (11pm on weekends).
But if you’re as insouciant towards your neighbours’ property rights or opinions as your postings indicate, don’t expect them to weep openly if you ever move. And you might not be invited to the farewell-bash, either.
mhb
Mt Dear mhb,
I can’t tell you how awed I am that you are willing to postpone your drinking in order to school a recalcitrant, ill mannered neighbour as moi. I hang my head in shame…