You know why right? Same thing up here, monster homes on the lakefront to prove to everyone how successful they are. If you have that much money you pay someone to mow the lawn anyway. Greed rules the world.
Development, and over-development is saddening, but I can’t do much about it, even as a voting citizen. Different US States have their own influence peddlers. In the Baltimore/Washington corridor the overwhelming legislative influence is held by developers. I vote selectively (after research) for State Bond issues, but Agricultural Preservation funding usually gets my nod.
Removal of vegetation is verboten
One guy thought he was above the law. Out went the trees in went a big lawn. His 1 million buck house goes up
Along comes the town. Levied a $ 750000!fine and required all lawn be replanted with native trees
We've got million dollar houses too on the lake but you can't see them
Along the Potomac near DC mega-wealthy folks continue to build giant palaces and cut down mature trees for a vista. They incur huge fine
after the vista cutting is done, and it’s a (for them, small) price they are willing and able to pay. Meh, what’s a hundred K fine for a river view.
https://www.google.com/search?q=dan...=KYEvV47rHcLW-QG8lKCACA#imgrc=2juRdT7qXK8oCM:
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Laughing all the way to a river view.
God only made so much land, and it is hard to compete with deep pocketed developers, especially since their pockets usually lined both with oodles of cash and most of the State legislature.
At the height of the housing bubble the couple hundred acres of pasture land across the valley from my home was finally sold off by one of the last holdout farmers. I found the sign reading “One acre lots, minimal restrictions, from the low 280’s” amusing.
I didn’t know there even was a low 280’s. I could not afford to live here now, and was stupid enough not to buy woodlots and pastureland 20 years ago.
The desired development style in my ruburb is for giant 6000 sf McMansions packed on 1 acre lots. Who cares if the windows of the neighboring McMansion are exactly (50 foot setback) 100 feet away; there is minimal property to maintain, just pay someone to cut the grass. The occupants never come out of their homes anyway, other than to drive little Biff and Buffy to the bus stop at the end of the driveway.
That is one of the weirdest ruburb bits to me; pile the kids in the car, drive 50 feet to the end of the driveway and wait for the bus. WTF?
In the Washington DC the new norm is to buy a 1950’s rancher on a suburban lot, tear it down and build a sprawling 3 or 4 story McMansion in its place. Rancher, rancher, huge towering McMansion, rancher, rancher. . . .
In the denser urban areas developrs buy a two story row house (some are as little as 12 feet wide) and add on as many floors as possible. Those are known as “Pop ups” ; two story row house, two story row house.. . . five story row house with rooftop patio. . . , two story, two story. . . . .they look very much like a middle finger being raised to the neighbors.
Anything waterfront along the Chesapeake Bay shore or tributaries is at the extreme end of pricey. The trend is to buy two or three adjacent shacks, weekend homes or crab shanties and put up the Mother of all waterfront homes with a massive dock, often as a weekend getaway place.
20 years ago the prediction was that the last buildable lot in my once rural north county would be gone in . . . . . 20 years. It’s getting close.
The libertarian in me can’t complain about a farmer or crabber selling out for millions while the getting is good, but I’m ready to move to rural NC or out somewhere elbow-room west.
The “Why” is different depending on the “where”. In some elbow-room locales out west the preponderance of land is owned by the Fed’s, timber companies or massive ranches. Or Hollywood celebrities. None of them are selling me acreage to escape from east coast Syphilazition.
I’ve been in the heart of the east coast megalopolis for 60 years, and it has gotten 120 times worse. I’m not sure how much more I can take.