I’m sitting here contemplating my situation through a whole lot of tears. I hate admitting this, because the last time I cried was when Mac died. I just don’t cry. It’s not in my nature, and I don’t like admitting pain. But this whole thing… It’s insane. It has literally shaken my faith in everything I thought was good and right. I have no hope left for justice, because it doesn’t exist.
You work your ass off for more than 20 years. You get educated. You move up based on your merit. You improve yourself. You buy a house, because you’re told that home ownership is the American Dream…
…except that it isn’t. It’s an American nightmare.
Economy goes south. Housing bubble pops. All of a sudden you can’t even sell your house for what you paid for it, even though you’ve made thousands of dollars worth of improvements on it. You try to refinance, and the mortgage company bends you over. Why? Because the house is an “investment property,” and therefore you must pay thousands of dollars in closing costs and higher interest… probably because you’re “rich,” since you can afford to have an “investment property.”
You rent it – first to a fruitbat who despite a stellar financial record and a security clearance runs out on his rent, causes damage to the house, and leaves you holding the bag, all the while using his company credit card to purchase thousands of dollars worth of stuff, and having the police after him.
Then you rent it again – to a wonderful couple, who maintain it, keep it clean, and pay the rent on time. But they leave to move closer to work, and once again you’re desperate for tenants.
Then you rent it again – to people who didn’t have a particularly stellar record, but who paid you six months’ rent up front and who have a family. But no. After less than a year, they begin paying late, and then – when you finally decide you’re going to try and sell your house again – they ruin your life.
You follow the law. You do everything right to try and evict this vermin from your property, but a judge comes along, and “POOF!” Sorry, you’re going to trial – to defend your own property against the supposed “claim” these turds have on your property!
And by the way… trial is set for July 9, and they’re allowed to stay on your property until then – and they don’t have to pay rent for May, June, or July, because apparently we only requested they pay April rent on the initial request. Pardon us for hoping that the judge would see that:
1) They’re deadbeats, who haven’t paid rent
2) They’re in violation of their lease
3) They are immoral, unethical thieves who LIED in open court by claiming that they paid $2400 security deposit (probably hoping the judge would let them use the security deposit in lieu of rent, which is illegal), which they never did – they only paid one month’s rent, as was required by the lease.
And pardon us for assuming that justice would be done, and that he would give me possession of my own property, so I wouldn’t have to ask for more than what they owe!
After this how can I have hope in the justice system? A child rapist and his enabling wife are allowed to remain in my house rent-free, while I default on my mortgage, and possibly lose my clearance and my job?
How can I have hope in the American Dream, when you are literally screwed at every turn… when you cannot even sell your own property when you need to, because people named David and Pamela Cooper have stolen it from you, and the courts support them?
How can I have hope in justice, karma, or any sort of resolution when all the cards are stacked against me?
I work two jobs and Rob works one. I drive a 2003 Jeep – not anything new and fancy. I pay all my bills on time, and I make damn sure that I budget everything to the last penny. I moved my family to Northern Virginia, and am paying obscenely high rent every month, because I was willing to sacrifice in order to send my children to one of the best public schools in the country. I rented the house not because I was out to make a profit, but because I understood that if I had to pay both rent and mortgage, it would eat 80 percent of my take-home pay! And not only that, but I’m in the red every time, because their rent doesn’t cover my mortgage!
But that doesn’t matter.
Their supposed “rights” matter more than mine.
My hard work. My perseverance. My job. None of that matters.
But a man who took advantage of a child, and literally destroyed his livelihood and that of his family, is allowed to steal my property for several months.
That’s what I mean by having no hope.
My son asked me the other day how the Coopers could possibly sleep at night knowing that they are stealing another person’s property, and knowing what kind of precarious situation that puts me in. After all… I did tell them exactly how badly I’m affected financially every month I can’t sell my house, so it’s not like they don’t know. they just don’t care. Why should they? They’re getting free housing at my expense.
I told him that a person who sleeps with a child and a wife who enables him don’t have a sufficient moral compass to make them feel guilt or remorse.
So yeah… I’ve also lost hope in humanity. I have no hope in the justice system, and my American Dream has been shattered by unscrupulous thieves, who don’t care if they destroy my life, because they’ve already destroyed theirs.
This is what I work to defend?