No Property Rights in the Dictatorship of the Defective

In a free country like this once was, the government would enforce contracts, not dictate their terms. In a free country, you would own your own property. For example, landlords would only allow tenants to live on their property under their terms. You don’t like the landlord’s terms? Fine; live on someone else’s property. But that’s not how it works in the Dictatorship of the Defective:

‘Emotional support animals”—I’ve seen a few, and not just Dexter the peacock, bane of United Airlines [see here]. I’ve been dealing with ESAs since 2012. I’m a landlord in Cleveland with a no-dogs policy. I adopted the rule in 1977, when a tenant’s Doberman slept on the living-room floor and left a body-oil stain in the hardwood floor that is still there. Sanding never got the stain out.

Body oil stains can be the least of the problems pets create for landlords and for other tenants, which is why landlords reserve the right to restrict pets on their property. But in the name of moonbattery, this right has been denied them.

In 2012, when I received my first ESA letter from a medical professional, I couldn’t believe the premise. A tenant could bring in a dog, or whatever, into my building, and I didn’t have a say. The social worker wrote: “George . . . has certain limitations regarding his diagnosis. In order to help alleviate these difficulties, and to enhance his ability to live independently and to fully use and enjoy the dwelling unit you own and/or administer, I am prescribing an emotional support animal that will help George in coping with his disability.”

George’s disability? Depression and anxiety. These days, anybody can join the elite ranks of the disabled. You don’t need a real disability — just a lack of self-respect.

His dog was loud and defecated everywhere.

George’s dog makes an excellent metaphor for government-imposed moonbattery.

On a tip from Varla.