| | Absolutely brilliant. In many ways real estate is the seemy underbelly of capitalism. The laws are medieval. It is called "real" because only land was real. Tools, books, knowledge, these were not. Land is "real" because you cannot carry it away. It is called "estate" because title originates with the king: ex-state. The king can make you the Baron of Graymatter and if you change religions or something, the king can take your title away.
While we do have "titles" to our cars, most of industrial property, most commercial value, is transferred without laborious title searches, title transfer paperwork, title insurance, etc., etc., even though, like land, billions of dollars of wealth -- say an oil refinery or the launch of a package of space communications satellites -- can be "mortgaged" and be at risk.
Unlike a symphony or a steel mill, no one creates land. Seldom does land ever go away. Walk away from a farm for a hundred years and walk away from a factory for a hundred years. The farm will actually replenish itself. It will need to be cleared, etc., but the soil will be in better condition than when it was abandoned. Factories are not so robust.
We sing mystical songs about land. "This land is your land, this land my land from the Gulf Stream waters to the New York island..." and "Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride..." and "... for purple mountain's majesty ...." We do not sing mystical songs about industrial processes or mathematical algorithms.
For these and many other reasons, the real estate markets are among the most controlled, most volatile and cyclical, and least resilient.
No wonder they are so funny!
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