On one hand I want a series of hurricanes to rip across the state making florida a barely livable swampland for a few months to perhaps shake people out of apathy and get the property investors out of the fucking housing market down here. On the other I'd like it if I could insure the imaginary house that I can somehow afford after I win the lottery please...
It doesn't work like that. Hurricanes are already plenty intense.
New buyers moving here from out of state have no clue. No one tells them what an existential threat the hurricanes are, even inland, and they only learn when they go through their first bad one.
Meanwhile, people build giant mansions right on the coast... because they don't care. They're snowbirds that don't live here during hurricane season anyway, they build them on stilts or whatever, and honestly if the houses are demolished it's probably not even a huge deal to the owners.
Honestly, insurance is the best bucket of cold water. The sticker price for flood insurance, if you can even get it at all anymore is just about the biggest shock people get. It's a heard measure of just how risky the area you're in is, kinda like living close to a volcano.
As a Floridian who hates the direction this state's politicians have taken things, I'm just going to leave. The place is a swamp that's also on fire. There's no saving this shit.
Somebody said recently that they see climate change denial as colonization, but I see it as gentrification. The rich can usually afford to deal with the fallout of climate change, while the rest of us are a sacrifice they're willing to make.
