The Palins were formerly renting this property and had ample opportunity to buy it. If they were so terribly concerned with their privacy, why didn't they do so with their $12 million from last year alone? There may have been a bit of pique on the part of the property owner who constructed the deck on the rental property at the request of the Palins and then was left with the bill for it. From what I understand the owner of the property approached McGinniss about renting the property, not vice versa.
Some good background is here at Phil Munger's "Progressive Alaska": "Lunch with Joe the Writer"
http://progressivealaska.blogspot.com/2010/05/lunch-with-joe-writer.html
Last winter, author Joe McGinnis, who is writing a critical book about Sarah Palin, was looking for a place in Wasilla to rent this summer, as he continues his research. He was offered the house next door to the Palins' Lake Lucille cult compound-in-progress. He wasn’t looking for the place. It came looking for him. What would you do? As Joe recounted this and other details of what has gotten him to be next-door-neighbor to the most bizarre political joke in American history (move over, Aaron Burr), I was laughing so hard in Wasilla’s Mekong Restaurant, that my bean-thread noodles were getting all over the place.
What WOULD you do?
Joe had met earlier in the morning with Wasilla’s current mayor, Vern Rupright. Apparently, they both laughed a lot at the sight of the hasty, 15-foot tall fence addition the Palins impetuously and somewhat clumsily erected Tuesday along the lot line.
The lot line problem is an example of how the Palins sometime create their own complications. The lakeside lots of both the properties McGinniss is leasing, and the Palins’ own, are wide by local standards – almost 200 feet of beach. The house McGinniss occupies is 10 feet from the lot line of the Palins’ property. Joe’s place was on the lake for many years before the Palins built theirs ten feet from the adjoining line, 20 feet from what is now Joe’s office.
Why did the Palins build so close to their neighbors that a headache might crop up at an inconvenient time in the future? Who knows?
Joe’s here to do a job: write a book about the political milieu from which Palin emerged. It might end up being the best book yet about Alaska. His Going to Extremes is the most durable of the spate of books that attempted to describe the gold rush atmosphere in the far north, as the Trans-Alaska Pipeline was being built.
If investigative reporting is snooping, then that’s part of the territory. How would we have gotten some our best books on politicians, were it not for brazen reporting? All the President’s Men, The Best Democracy Money Can Buy, Screwed, and Dude, Where’s My Country? - all involved a bit of snooping, as have many other great books about politicians’ lives.
We’re all used to the Palin modus operandus of throwing her family members out onto the national stage, one by one, or in various combinations. As long as she and her handlers feel they are in control of the pandering, there is no limit to how sleazy of a venue she will find for them. OK, maybe there is a limit – she likes to get paid when she whores out the family.
She likes to get paid a lot.
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And as I myself know from living in the same place for 20 years and increasingly being surrounded by folks who collect junk in their yards, you don't get to choose your neighbors.