Despite global pressure, it’s not impossible to have sympathy for Michael Rotondo.
Rotondo scored fame over a week ago when his parents took him to court and won an order to evict him from the family home.
Rotondo is 30, and for the last eight years has been living with his parents in New York state. There is nothing odd in that. Except his parents were at their wits’ end. Their son refused, they said, to find a job, to do any work around the home, to contribute. They were paying for everything.
The relationship had broken down to the extent that they decided they needed to go to court to get him out.
In the hearing, which became a global cause célèbre, he was presented as a feckless layabout. To complicate matters he had a son he hadn’t seen in over a year and appeared to be making little attempt to provide for. It all allowed for Rotondo to be the focus of righteous indignation.
The reality was a little more complex. Damn reality. Scratch a little and the case had very contemporary elements at core. Like a great Russian novel, a simple family drama told a bigger universal truth.