November 11, 2008
Amritas and I were talking about this tonight, after I read AirForceWife's comment over at CaliValleyGirl's site and sighed and said, "I love my imaginary friends."
I think often about Mrs du Toit's post Fight or Flee:
Imagine the country with everyone having all their belongings in a moving truck. Then folks start looking around for a place that has people who are more like them (however folks want to define that), and they talk and share opinions to determine what it is they do want, and then everyone hits the road in their pre-packed moving vans, to move to where they can find camaraderie and fellowship with people of like minds. THAT is America. That is what the Founders gave us, but some folks didnÂ’t get the memo, or havenÂ’t fully grasped what the Founders meant.
Amritas and I got a little giddy, planning our gulch. We want Steven den Beste and the du Toits as neighbors. I want Varifrank on my street. And Baldilocks, and Lileks, and Whittle. I want my virtual neighborhood to become my real one.
Imagine the 4th of July BBQ conversations we'd have!
And, to paraphrase AirForceWife's comment, a community where you share common ground with your neighbors wouldn't be a FAIL.
But it honestly hurts my heart to even write this post.
It hurts to think about how wonderful it would be in our gulch.
Posted by: Amritas at November 12, 2008 05:15 AM (a1nQd)
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