George Lucas owns a big chunk of land in Marin County, California and has been trying to build a 300,000-square foot, 350 employee production studio on it for several decades. Unfortunately for him, his rich neighbors and members of the homeowner's association have been all, "Oh hell no -- you're not producing those turdy films of yours in our backyard" and shut him down every time. Finally, George has given up on his plan for the studio, and instead wants to build a development of low-income housing on the land as a big ol' F*** YOU to his neighbors.
Despite the promise of bringing $300 million worth of economic activity to the area, the already-well off neighbors are worried about years' worth of construction activity and the additional foot traffic it will bring into their neighborhood once completed.
He wants to transform the property into low-income housing, naturally, ending their official statement with this zinger, "If everyone feels that housing is less impactful on the land, then we are hoping that people who need it the most will benefit."
He's working with the Marin Community Foundation to instead construct affordable housing for either low-income families or seniors living on small, fixed incomes. In order to smooth along the development, he's already given them all of the pricey technical studies and land surveys Lucasfilm spent years conducting.
Oh man, if there's one thing rich people can't stand, it's poor people. Poor people and bad caviar. And poor people? Poor people hate being poor. Except some of them. Some of them don't mind, but those are the crazy homeless ones. They're too busy talking to invisible people to worry about their financial deficit.
Thanks to Evil Ares, who's so evil he would have just filled the land with cattle until the shit smell drove the neighbors out.