Adverse possession is a bullshit law. It might have made sense for the Cartrights and their neighbors around the Ponderosa, but in modern times, and especially inside city limits, that property belongs to someone. That someone is not Kenneth Robinson.
My ex-girlfriend's parents were trying to claim adverse possession on a twenty-foot-wide strip of land next to their driveway. They planted three or four trees and were hoping the land owners didn't notice for a few years. It's crap; if the land is that important to you, buy the damn land. If it's not for sale, suck it up and drive on.
In an article from one of the Dallas-Fort Worth stations, Robinson talks about starting seminars on how to steal property through adverse possession. I can easily see this becoming a trend these days. People use a bad economy to justify all kinds of shit, like drive-offs at the pump. Better put a fence around your yard now, before a Robinson-seminar attendee claims your back patio.
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This was no time for half measures. He was a captain, godsdammit. An officer.
Things like this didn't present a problem for an officer. Officers had a tried and
tested way of solving problems like this. It was called a sergeant.
-Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!
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