Why don’t they move away, Part II

Yesterday, the SF Chron ran a story about a family that can’t get by in the City on a $53,000 annual income, which contained within it the favored prescription for this ill:  not mobility but money, yours and mine.  I blogged this question:  why don’t people who can’t afford to live in a given place move where it’s cheaper, something that humans have done since time immemorial.  Mine is not a question that will ever reach a politician’s ear.  Instead, as sure as the sun rises in the East, a politician instantly came up with the “appropriate” way to deal with low income people:

A supervisor wants voters to decide whether The City should be required to spend nearly $100 million annually on below-market-rate housing and other residential needs.

I know I sound selfish, but I’ve never understood why it’s incumbent upon me to be forced to pay for housing for people who couldn’t otherwise live in my community.  This is a really hot button issue for me, because a social engineering judge ordered my town (read:  me, the taxpayer) to pay for low income housing to be built within a couple of miles of my home.  I am completely incapable of understanding why this should be forced on me.  To begin with, I didn’t just waltz into this neighborhood.  I worked incredibly hard and scrimped and saved for decades, both to educate myself so that I could rise to a higher income level, and to stockpile money to make a down payment.  My husband did too.  I know other people work hard and don’t have a lot of money to show for it (that would be my parents), but that’s life — it’s not perfectly fair and it never will be.  Frankly, I don’t think it’s fair that I’m not as rich as Bill Gates or as good-looking as Vivien Leigh was.  But what can you do?

As it is, if I were charitably inclined, I could contribute to housing for the poor, or even to turn my home over to a poor family while I find living elsewhere.  Alternatively, if the absence of poor people in my community began to make life difficult for me, I might, in a selfish but beneficial way, work with others suffering as well to create housing for poor (or poorer) people.  But I still don’t get why I should be forced to do so.

Can anyone give me a rational reason why I, who worked for every penny I used to buy into this neighborhood, should be required to subsidize people who just really, really, really want to live here?

Why don’t they move away, Part II

Yesterday, the SF Chron ran a story about a family that can’t get by in the City on a $53,000 annual income, which contained within it the favored prescription for this ill:  not mobility but money, yours and mine.  I blogged this question:  why don’t people who can’t afford to live in a given place move where it’s cheaper, something that humans have done since time immemorial.  Mine is not a question that will ever reach a politician’s ear.  Instead, as sure as the sun rises in the East, a politician instantly came up with the “appropriate” way to deal with low income people:

A supervisor wants voters to decide whether The City should be required to spend nearly $100 million annually on below-market-rate housing and other residential needs.

I know I sound selfish, but I’ve never understood why it’s incumbent upon me to be forced to pay for housing for people who couldn’t otherwise live in my community.  This is a really hot button issue for me, because a social engineering judge ordered my town (read:  me, the taxpayer) to pay for low income housing to be built within a couple of miles of my home.  I am completely incapable of understanding why this should be forced on me.  To begin with, I didn’t just waltz into this neighborhood.  I worked incredibly hard and scrimped and saved for decades, both to educate myself so that I could rise to a higher income level, and to stockpile money to make a down payment.  My husband did too.  I know other people work hard and don’t have a lot of money to show for it (that would be my parents), but that’s life — it’s not perfectly fair and it never will be.  Frankly, I don’t think it’s fair that I’m not as rich as Bill Gates or as good-looking as Vivien Leigh was.  But what can you do?

As it is, if I were charitably inclined, I could contribute to housing for the poor, or even to turn my home over to a poor family while I find living elsewhere.  Alternatively, if the absence of poor people in my community began to make life difficult for me, I might, in a selfish but beneficial way, work with others suffering as well to create housing for poor (or poorer) people.  But I still don’t get why I should be forced to do so.

Can anyone give me a rational reason why I, who worked for every penny I used to buy into this neighborhood, should be required to subsidize people who just really, really, really want to live here?