My friend Colleen and I were chatting this morning, as we do from time to time. Our chats are filled with banter about animal ethics, environmental issues, and we also very often speak about the problematic ways in which human beings behave. There is often an emphasis on sheeplism and our frustrations in dealing with this.
During our banter, she mentioned a song called The Trees which is both written and performed by the iconic Canadian rock band Rush. Since I have always been about as far away from the mainstream as possible, I had never heard this song. My loss. It is really great; meaningful on a lot of levels.
The way that this song connected to something that has been on my mind for the last bit was timely. For the last few days I have been thinking a lot about the rules. Not the dating book series, but the rules of society. These rules, while put in place for the good of the whole, lost sight of a lot of things that are perfectly sensible. Specifically, I am speaking about Tiny Houses and the Bylaws that prohibit people from making choices that are better for the land, environment, mental health and in a million and one ways are greater than any McMansion can ever possibly be.
I have for three days had the story on my mind about the fellow who bought some acres in the US and whose neighbour harassed him from the day that he moved there. The story* messed up on so many levels, sort of Deliverance meets the Tiny House movement. The post is interesting but here is my synopsis of it this Deliverance story, the blogger bought land and put a tiny house on it. He hoped to live there for two years but made it only 5 months, in the time that he lived there he was constantly harassed and subjected to all sort of crazy from a weirdo next door (my words, not his).
The question is, who would you rather have for a neighbour? A quiet person whose house is so small that you can’t see it and who leaves the land as natural as it was when the planet formed, or a lout who blares his music, lets his kid, big scary dogs and insanity into your life every day just because you happen to live next door? You guessed it, the lout called the government and they are making him remove his Tiny House from his land. It seems wrong that an innocuous Tiny House can be considered wrong in anyone’s mind.
I am of the opinion that the legality of Tiny Houses should not be questioned. This should not be an issue. If indeed laws are put in place to protect people then who exactly is this law protecting? Why would anyone think that a Tiny House is dangerous?
Is this because refusing to participate in a consumer lifestyle is not acceptable and therefore a crime?
Here are the wonderful lyrics to the song that I think speaks to this issue.
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas
(And they’re quite convinced they’re right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
If they like the way they’re made
And they wonder why the maples
Can’t be happy in their shade
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream ‘Oppression!’
And the oaks just shake their heads
And demanded equal rights
‘The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light’
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw