Dublin's rental market is now the worst in the world. Period. Forget New York, Tokyo or London.
Irish landlords have now capably demonstrated that they will come second to none when it comes to asking inflated asking prices for unspeakable holes.
But in their greed and opportunism they are making a holy show of Dublin and Ireland to the entire world. Prostitution and poverty once saw Dublin nicknamed Strumpet City. Now Irish landlords are threatening to christen it Downtown Dystopia.
George Bernard Shaw once wrote: “Put an Irishman on the spit and you can always get another Irishman to turn him.” Toss a mattress into a hallway and you can always find an Irish landlord to put it on the rental market.
I mean just take a look at this dubious palace, which someone with a functioning neurological system had the neck to list, knowing they could ask any price for a kip because they're offering it to the the worst rental market in Europe.
And how much are they asking for this postage stamp, this cynically monetized hallway, in des res Ranelagh? Why 750 Euro a month. A steal. Just don't imagine you'll be swinging cats much. Nor will your Casanova moves be any use to you on that long board they are humorously calling a bed.
Actually, Irish coffin ships offered about as much space to fleeing emigrants during the Great Hunger. Perhaps you will learn to commune with your exploited Irish ancestors as you try to do anything that walk sideways like a crustacean along this galley that they are calling an apartment.
The listing, which should enter a hall of fame for dodgy doss houses, mentions an electric shower (what an innovation, water and electricity, what could go wrong?) and a washer dryer unit to lull you into sleep as the rinse cycle gently agitates your bed and you reconsider the life choices that led you to this door. Lucky you.
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