OLD, BATTERED BUILDING, READY TO CONDEMNHIGH-VALUED PROPERTY, EXPENSIVE PIECE OF LANDHALF-FILLED WITH TENANTS, ALL POOR ON WELFARENO HEAT OR ELECTRICITY, AND SLUMLORD DOESN’T CARESLUMLORD DOESN’T CARE, SLUMLORD DOESN’T CAREMILLIONS IN INSURANCE COVERS THE WRECKED LOTAND A WEEK TILL IT’S CONDEMNED IS ALL SLUMLORD’S GOTHE ENTERS THE BASEMENT WITH THREE GALLONS OF GASAND FOUR HOURS LATER, THERE’S NOTHING LEFT BUT ASHSLUMLORD DOESN’T CARE, SLUMLORD DOESN’T CARETHE NEWPAPER’S ALL READ, « FORTY DIE IN THE BLAZE »SLUMLORD NOW THINKS THAT CRIME REALLY PAYSAND TWO YEARS LATER, A SKYSCRAPER APPEARSWITH A PLAQUE IN THE MEMORY OF THE FORTY THAT DIED HERESLUMLORD DOESN’T CARE, SLUMLORD DOESN’T CARE