When diverse foreigners move en masse into a community, cultural conflicts can show up in zoning disputes. Newbies may think American freedom includes using quiet residential neighborhoods for activities like opening a mosque or running a birth tourism hotel.
In Britain, lawyer Gavin Boby has become known as the MosqueBuster for successfully using zoning law to keep out the invasive structures.
In Fairfax County Virginia, neighborhoods are suffering from overpopulation of cars and humans, as well as misplaced entrepreneurship. Naturally, when citizens complain, the foreigners say they are victims of meanie American racism.
The Washington Post article curiously puts the juiciest example last, so I cut to the chase…
In Fairfax, housing-code complaints stir up tensions as some immigrants feel targeted, Washington Post, March 29, 2014
Increased vigilance in Fairfax County over housing-code violations is stirring uneasy tension in some neighborhoods where residents — often recently arrived immigrants — are crowding into single-family houses or running unlicensed businesses from their back yards.
Annoyed neighbors increasingly are utilizing a county system that allows them to e-mail or phone in complaints about various concerns, such as parked cars crowding driveways and side streets or unkempt yards loaded with work materials.
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Mohammed J. Abdlazez was less charitable about the eight inspections conducted at his house since 2009. County officials were called about the used-car business that Abdlazez, an immigrant from Jordan, conducts from his front yard. He openly admits the business is unlicensed, but he does not understand what the fuss is about.
“We are nine people inside this house. I have to feed my children,” Abdlazez said. “Why are they picking on me? Because of my name.”
Abdlazez jumped behind the wheel of a BMW sport-utility vehicle he is trying to sell and offered a visitor his own tour of the neighborhood, in the Alexandria section of Fairfax. He pointed out house after house with several cars parked in the driveway.
“Look at this one with five cars — one, two, three, four, five,” he said, voice rising. “If you’re going to give me a ticket, why not give that guy a ticket? Give everybody a ticket, not just me!”