If you recall an earlier post, I made reference to my neighbor who was evicted from his home due to foreclosure. The saga continues as sometimes I'm too inquisitive for my own good. This afternoon I was about to leave when I noticed the neighbor's front door open. I walked over and called out his name but a realtor popped his head out from around the corner. We introduced ourselves and he explained he was going to meet the new owners of the home. I'm not that clear on foreclosure proceedings but I did ask him if it was the lender or was it a person who bought the home from an auction. He said he thought it was the lender so I'm expecting an Armenian mafia man and maybe a Spetsnaz bodyguard.
Why does anger make people so crazy they can't see straight? Why do some people react differently when difficulties arise? I know that emotions got the best of my neighbor. He used the anger to keep him up all night taking things apart. No wonder he needed the additional days. He was too busy dismantling the basic necessities of the house. Where is the pride and dignity that I'm sure his parents tried to teach him?
Bottom line, he chose to succumb to his anger. In his mind, the vandalism was his coup de grace only this time, it's more of a flea bite on an elephant's ass. He's the one forced to live elsewhere. In his mind, he's not at fault for this situation. The lender screwed him. Now the lender deserves getting screwed.
Again, I must put out the disclaimer that I don't know the whole story about the loan but regardless, vandalizing the home is pretty ballsy. The lender was pissed but tried hard not to show it. I think he was calculating what the cost was in his mind. He did make the statement that he'd call the police to take a report. The police did arrive 20 minutes later.
This is another example of lack of personal accountability and blaming others for negative consequences. One can make a case that the attitude of entitlement played a role here. The lender "should" have modified my loan. The fact that he didn't bother to pay has no bearing on the eventual outcome in my neighbor's mind.
The signature on the loan document is insignificant all the way through the process until the police car rolls up your driveway. At that point, Johnny Law gives the proverbial wake up call and reality sets in. I'm trying to really understand what went through my neighbor's head. Certainly a case can be made that I purchased these floors, fixtures and counter tops and I can do what I want to do with them. It's my personal property so trashing it so no one can use them is my right.
Am I too conservative to believe this kind of thinking is wrong? If this was a car that was about to get repo'd, would I sugar in the gas tank or slice open the upholstery? It's my car since it's in my possession. So what if I'm late, I'm entitled to forgiveness, right? Somehow, I can't justify destruction or vandalism.
So I'll finish the way I started and wholeheartedly agree with Einstein:
Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools.