Hark! Let it be known that on this 30th of October – Devil’s Night – we, the peasants of so-called Ypsilanti, have declared that we have HAD ENOUGH of landlords! The peasants have united to declare to Stewart Beal, Ypsi’s own Scrooge McSlumlord, that he is not welcome in our town.
To Stewart Beal, we say: FUCKETH YOU. No amount of wealth can protect you from our wrath.
You have left us serfs with garbage, so we left you with our garbage. Eggs on your stupid giant windows, rotten tomatoes all over your door and porch, and remnants of our chamber pots in the form of toilet paper all over your trees.
(We hear you are particularly terrified of Mountain Dew, so we hope you enjoyed the bottles we left.)
We were supported by the souls of those you have cheated, robbed, and killed. As we worked, gravestones sprang up across your lawn in memory not only of our collective security deposits and the rats that died in our walls, but also of those like Jeremy “Jake” Burd, the construction worker whose death you caused on May 11, 2015 through your cruel and callous disregard for the safety of not only your tenants but your employees.
The Ghosts of Christmas Past gave Scrooge a second chance, but the Ghosts of Devil’s Night and Halloween do not. Beal will know no comfort until he abandons his properties and makes reparations for his crimes. The peasants, renters, rough sleepers, toilers, and caretakers all live DESPITE what the city, police, and lords do to us– not BECAUSE of what they do for us. We do not need them. Until they are thrown off and everything they have stolen has been reclaimed… Every night can be Devil’s Night.
-THE PEASANT MOB OF YPSILANTI
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