As the theme parks grew, the houses became larger.  Seeing construction around Orlando, made people feel that the market was a good place to settle down.

Just like Cinderella is a fairytale, so is the job market in Florida.  No matter how large the theme parks grow, the prices go up and the profits are only good for the bosses.

The workers sweat in the costumes at minimum wage and wish for a cool breeze.  The taxes increase, the gas goes up and the wage stays the same.

Tantalyzing rates and free appliances pulled the tourists into the market for purchasing a second home and then being moved in to becoming rental landlords.

The game goes on, until those multitude of buyers realize that the glut of structures as far as the Eagle eye can see, are killing the market of supply and demand.

No more orange groves.  Few fields of ripe tomatoes.  Polluted waters and red ants along with lovebugs hitting the vehicle windshields.  The Governor spending time away from home, on the taxpayers dime and the market dwindling on the edge of a volcano.

Once the builders get a "hold" on construction and the jobs become a tantalyzing reason to STAY in Florida, there could be hope.

But, the gator babies have heard that song being sung for much too long.  They no longer believe in the lyrics.  Trying to survive in Florida is great for the rich, who just want to have another place to play.