A Response to Living and Dying on Airbnb

Zac Stone’s essay on the hospitality company’s contempt to safety is en pointe.

A man lost his father, it was unfair, it could have been avoided. Thank God he is a journalist and we got to know about it, hopefully it will trigger some action (in the name of penitence).

This essay is an extremely strong piece backed with some valuable research giving details like that of another death case, the amount paid to the lady as compensation and that the fateful tree that killed his dad itself had died two years ago.

He transitions smoothly from what happened that disastrous day, to how the giant company is dealing with it, to other cases where accidents have happened. Not just that, he also provides some very reasonable suggestions that Airbnb should definitely consider taking.

The visuals of the ads are more than apt.

What all can humans do in the quest for money?

And what makes them even more commendable are the images of his now deceased father. They ignite the emotions he aims at in every reader.

Happy family photos hurt the hardest sometimes.

The piece is flawless except for a couple grammatical ones like the wrong usage of ‘bit’ in place of ‘bitten’.

Wonder whose fault this bit was (pun intended).

There was also a redundant ‘and’ which was rectified after I highlighted and responded.

But I have proof.

All in all, this is great writing. And the last line gave me chills. It read, “My home is your home. My things are your things. You can even borrow my clothes. Just be sure to avoid the blue sweatshirt with the bloodstains. It’s a token of my last Airbnb stay.”