Class war

Every once in a while, I make the mistake of sharing my thoughts on Disney World with a true believer (and yes, they’re out there). There is no arguing with these people, and I’m surrounded by them. “If you’d been there, you’d understand!” they say. Or they say, “Yes, but you’d really like Epcot.” A shrine to corporate America? Why would you think that?

But mostly, I’m disgusted by the sheer greed of the place. According to the New York Times, it’s getting even worse. Why stand in line with the peasants? (Personally, I say if you have the money to go to Mouse World, why not go to Paris? I hear it’s cheaper.)

It’s a hedge fund world, we just pay rent

Things I’ve learned while trying to rent an apartment:

If the rent at first seems reasonable, get ready. They going to pile parking fees, water and sewer fees on top of that, and instead of giving you a storage bin in the basement, they will rent you a storage unit with metal doors. Only $59.95!

And if your income is even $10 short of their standard, they want a co-signer — or two years’ rent locked into a dedicated account. They also require renters’ insurance — which, as I learned earlier this year, only covers your possessions, not damage to the apartment. That is only covered by the owner’s insurance.

Which tells me they’re forcing you to buy insurance so they can collect a commission.

If you have money to burn, you may shrug at these things. I don’t.