The 7-foot-wide Spite House used to be an alleyway, until a man who lived next door named John Hollensbury got sick of the nonstop parade of loiterers and wagons rolling through it. The worst part was that the wagons didn't actually fit down the alley, and the walls still bear gouge marks from the bulky bastards scraping past at all hours. So Hollensbury plopped a goddamn house in the middle of it.
You might be wondering why, if it was his property, he didn't just build a fence across it? And if it wasn't his property, why he was allowed to build anything there? Those details have been lost to history, but it seems that claiming it was his living space made it harder for the city to demand it be torn down later (the same reason it's still there to this day). You don't get things done in this world by asking permission, dammit! You put down the bricks and dare the world to stop you.
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Building A 60-Foot Monument To "Look Down" On Rich Folk
When does spite end? When you finally decide to give up on your hate? When you become the bigger person? When you die? Well, if you follow the lead of a man named Daniel Moriarty, you'll see that pure spite never needs to have an expiration date.
The story goes that Moriarty moved to New Orleans in the 1800s and married a woman named Mary Farrell. Daniel and Mary were extremely well-off, but unable to break into New Orleans high society because as outsiders, they were still looked down upon. The upper crust only wanted New Orleans purebloods at their bead-tossing, boob-flashing extravaganzas. This really chapped Moriarty's ass, and when his wife passed away, he thought up a suitable method of letting her take her rightful place in the upper echelons of New Orleans society.
Moriarty commissioned the Moriarty Tomb, a preposterously huge monument that was over 60 feet tall, to commemorate his deceased wife. It towered above all other monuments in the historic Metarie Cemetery for the sole purpose of allowing his wife to look down on every blue blood who snubbed her in life. Seeing as it's a giant stone obelisk that features statues of women at each of its four corners (representing faith, hope, charity, and memory), it's a stunning way to tell the world, "Fuck you for not inviting us to your party."
It is really is hard to convey the sheer scale of this thing. It cost $185,000 (about $5 million in today's money), and required New Orleans to build an entirely new railroad line just to haul in all the marble. Spending millions and forcing the world to change around you just to get back at the wealthy for being unfriendly to your wife? That's kind of heartwarming.
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