The student ghetto.

Today’s DetNews blog entry, in which an Ann Arbor Realtor is caught telling the truth. (I’m trying to make these shorter, but the columnist in me is like an old firehorse — the bell rings, and I want to write 650 words. Also, note my pathetic attempt to make what is essentially a cultural commentary fit into a blog on government and politics, by making that “some say” mention of laws at the end. Stick with me, kid, and I’ll show you all the tricks.)

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5 responses to “The student ghetto.”

  1. deb said on August 22, 2005 at 6:28 pm

    i would never defend student-ghetto slumlords, but i can certainly understand their take on things. my 14-year-old had a party in our home saturday night, with a mere 7 or 8 of his friends, and there was a food fight. i wasn’t more than 10 feet away when it started, so it didn’t get far, but the presence of two adults in the house didn’t seem to offer even the slightest deterrent. in 20 seconds, my living room was trashed. and these are good kids — not the kind you’d find smashing windows with baseball bats or something. when they’re in college, every last one of them — except the boy who spent the entire party seated at my piano, playing show tunes — will live like bears with furniture. i wouldn’t rent an apartment to one of them on a bet.

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  2. basset said on August 22, 2005 at 8:04 pm

    puts me in mind of a quote from someone I worked with at WQAX, student-run independent cable radio at Indiana U…

    “College radio – that’s when it’s OK to be a mutant.”

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  3. Nance said on August 22, 2005 at 8:09 pm

    Deb, remember that hole that Brunswick and Wade lived in? You had to walk through the bathroom to get to the kitchen. And I think Wade had another student-housing gem, over the Little Professor, an apartment that tunneled straight back into the interior of the building, and had NO natural light whatsoever. If you turned out the electric lights, you could develop infrared film back there.

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  4. alex said on August 22, 2005 at 9:01 pm

    My most memorable slum was in Bloomington. Not just mildewy, but the walls were literally weeping half the time. Came to find out it had a natural stream running through the basement and the sump pump had conked out.

    In that place I also found it puzzling that my plain bar soap would develop elaborately filligreed edges with a sort of laurel-leaf motif. It didn’t come out of the package that way that I recalled. The Ivory had it and so did the Zest. Simply baffling. Until the day somebody spied a mouse gnawing on it for lack of anything in the pantry.

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  5. Ed Surovell said on August 30, 2005 at 10:50 pm

    It was a surprise to see the L.A. Times article turn up in the Detroit News. It was brought to my attention by a local landlord who did well with student rentals. The question I was responding to was, “Are there risks associated with renting to students?” One never imagines that one’s own kids . . .

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