We have a friend like that. One of our ‘greatest adventures” was several years ago when the city where he lives extended the city limits to his place and began to hound him to clean up. In his usual fashion he waited it out until they began to fine him a large amount per day. Then he had a fire sale but of course didn’t sell everything so a bunch of us had to help him move what was left to his new place further in the country. What a fun weekend that was- load after load of junk. Now his new place looks like your uncle’s.
If we do actually get into a real depression- just look at the trade goods they will have. We will feel like the foolish ones for not having all the junk.
Funny you should say that ... my uncle was elected to the zoning board of his small town and *somehow* manages to keep being re-elected ... and the zoning laws *magically* don’t seem to apply to him. I wonder what his heirs will do .... the cost of the removal will eat up all of his estate.
And speaking of *fire sales* ...one of his barns burned to the ground and he collected a huge amount of money from his insurance policy.
I wonder if we are related and don’t know it? LOL