Straying far from home
I have had a lifetime of being basically less than social. I have people living on the road near here that have never met me in over a decade. I’ve had cities where I’ve lived for three decades and never visited the people next door. That’s me. I may know who you are but I feel no reason to go in and knock on your door and come and sit down the table. Our nation is headed into the same Pattern of life. Ask around and see how many of your friends are planning to go South for their next holiday you will only need a few fingers. We have decided that crazy is enough to keep us away. From what I’ve heard on various podcasts this is not me this is everyone. I mean there are places that I have no expectation of visiting. Looking at you King of England. I know where you live but I will be not dropping by for tea I call it being a good neighbor. A sense of mutual respect. The king has no reason for me to drop by for social hour. That same thing holds true for pretty much anywhere I have ever visited. When I lived in our capital city I had the chance to go into a lot of different houses but only because I was the census taker. That opens a lot of doors. And they knew who I was because of my ID. No expectation of regular visits. And so as the number of cross-border visits dwindles and fades away it will soon be historical memory of going South for the holidays. Most of us are finding other places to visit. Can’t go South? Trying north east and west. There I have solved the problem. By the time I have to renew my passport I will be an older and wiser citizen. And for what it is worth they can still call me. I do answer the phone when it rings. I have a whole series of new acquaintances who work for Amazon. What about you? Are you going South for your holidays? Why? Do you still buy products from across the border? Why? Are you too lazy to seek out alternatives produces closer to home. Apparently they have an app for that.
