Rant: Is Suburbia Appropriate for Adults?

In this suburb, every individual home stands with well-groomed yards. "Neat" and "cute" are usually the best terms for the exterior of the house, the arrangement of the yard, the choice of flowers. I can't help but think that ornament - cosmetic - is directly from the Greek cosmos.

There are children everywhere, having their fill of fun and more. Suburbia is paradise if you're a kid: plenty of rooms in some houses mean you get a playroom to yourself. A yard is entirely yours if you wish, but there's a public playground complete with a basketball hoop and tennis court set up here. There are plenty of playmates in the neighborhood, each tended to by their own parents. Responsibility seems an alien concept until one is beyond college, perhaps, and even then.

The only times I see adults talk to each other here it's over issues of home improvement or complaining about a third party, either a neighbor or the local government or something. I don't see very many meeting and talking. It feels lonely going for walks around here - I wonder how people can coop themselves up in cubicles and then head straight to a few rooms.

I don't want to say the city is less materialistic - most urban dwellers just have other things to spend their money on, like going out at night. And I don't want to say the city is more adult: right now, it's more like college for people who went to finer schools where their classmates had ambition and wanted to grow up in the only way they could conceive.

But I do need to say that the older question of city and country - while not comprehensive in itself - needs to be opened up again. This is ridiculous: barely anyone knows anyone else in this "neighborhood," nor cares. They'll meet for events - esp. kid's activities - but I wonder if for most having a family means eliminating the friends. Time spent outside is time spent grooming one's plot of land, as if one is tending to one's own grave every day. This is emphatically not the good; it is a good, but it is probably also a very sheltered life. A parent was ranting to me about all the evils of college recently and telling me what a waste of money it was to send a kid away for a period of time to live with strangers. I replied that while I partly agreed with her sentiment, my opinion of that was changing: living with strangers is one of the most crucial aspects of life; it isn't clear we have anything but each other. That we can set up walls around ourselves, make the walls look pretty, and call this a virtue is perhaps the ultimate sign of decadence.

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  • amanda wrote:

    Only a minor point in what you said, but I wanted to com­ment– about going to col­lege. I’m always com­plain­ing that my degree is worth­less, that I wasted 4 years and all my sav­ings on NOTHING. (Sure I didn’t pay for school, but exist­ing with­out a decent income for 4 years is kinda expen­sive, and the loss of time else­where is very expen­sive.) That I learned noth­ing practical.

    How­ever, expo­sure is a won­der­ful thing and if you go to a rea­son­ably diverse school and pay at least a lit­tle atten­tion in your classes– like attend a few or read the text­book– you’re going to come out at least a lit­tle less shel­tered. The abil­ity to think and open-mindedness go hand in hand (though peo­ple have cor­rupted the idea of open-mindedness using it’s con­tra– as an inap­pro­pri­ate insult…). That is a very valu­able thing… appar­ently very expen­sive, but very valuable.

  • @Amanda — this was meant as a prompt, so I’m sur­prised more peo­ple aren’t chim­ing in. I know there are a few peo­ple mak­ing the most of life in the sub­urbs, with tons of friends, a lov­ing fam­ily, and an awe­some house too.

  • i never went to col­lege But I did go into the Navy at age sev­en­teen, Got my GED in Japan on my way to Viet Nam in 1967 So I guess I can Iden­tify in some small way with liv­ing with strangers… FTA A par­ent was rant­ing to me about all the evils of col­lege recently and telling me what a waste of money it was to send a kid away for a period of time to live with strangers. I replied that while I partly agreed with her sen­ti­ment, my opin­ion of that was chang­ing: liv­ing with strangers is one of the most cru­cial aspects of life; it isn’t clear we have any­thing but each other.

  • @David & Amanda — yeah, I’m def­i­nitely not all like “every­one should go to col­lege.” I just brought that up b/c of the “no one should meet any­one else if they don’t have to” sentiment.

    And you get that — there’s a whole world out there, and while some peo­ple are like “we have to be sym­pa­thetic and empathize blah blah,” it’s more impor­tant to be actu­ally engag­ing it while stand­ing for who we are.

  • My fam­ily — 2 adults aged 31, and a 3 year old boy, live in a 3 bed­room flat in cen­tral Lon­don, in Blooms­bury. No play­room, no gar­den. But we trade hav­ing more space for much bet­ter things — being walk­ing dis­tance from work, less trav­el­ling time, no need to use a car all the time.

    We hardly ever drive, either use pub­lic trans­port, walk, or cycle. There are lots of parks, so our son is fine. And we know all our neigh­bours very well indeed!

  • This is a semi-related story, but a good one nonethe­less. So, my lit­tle brother runs track and had com­peted at the regional meet, well, yes­ter­day actu­ally. It was held at our community’s high school. I was starv­ing, so I decided I’d grab a hot dog from the con­ces­sion stand. I noticed a really testy man of about 40 behind me tap­ping his foot, still wear­ing a tie and dress pants. His tem­pera­ment seemed eerily sim­i­lar to a char­ac­ter from Office Space. 5 min­utes later, after hav­ing moved an inch, his wife had just arrived inside the sta­dium from work, primped up in her designer-everything (the meet was 3/4ths through at this point).

    She com­plained about how bad the park­ing was, how she had almost missed their boys meet. She said, “Who would plan a base­ball game, track meet, and ten­nis match all on the same day? It took me 20 min­utes to find park­ing! I swear, com­mu­ni­ties need to be IQ tested before they are allowed to hold these events! And where is there to eat besides [name a fast food joint]. And the admis­sion prices? Out­RA­GEOUS!” and on, and on, and on.

    So I turned around and told her that because nobody cared about school levies, yes, unfor­tu­nately space was tight. I told her the admis­sion prices were gov­erned by the state’s high school ath­letic asso­ci­a­tion, not some money-hungry locals. I told her how good my expe­ri­ence had been in 7 years of attend­ing the meet. And I told her that if she had a pen and paper on her, I would gladly allow her to test my intelligence.

    I guess the point I am mak­ing is that the only thing on their mind was obvi­ously so self-centered that the entire expe­ri­ence of the awe­some atmos­phere sur­round­ing the com­pe­ti­tion was lost. The surely only cared to see their son’s one race, and then “let’s get the heck out of here!” It was a small inci­dent, but it felt weird to have to defend my town on such base grounds — though not with­out its faults, a hell of a place to have grown up.

  • @thag — that is a good story; there are def­i­nitely gen­uine com­mu­ni­ties all over Amer­ica, that’s for sure.

    You caught on to what I’m really get­ting at here. So let’s see: What’s your town like, and what are the other pluses and faults?

  • Well, things have changed a lot in the past decade. The pop­u­la­tion (I looked this up on wikipedia) was around 12,000 in 2000 (most recent, I guess??). I grad­u­ated in a class of about 350.

    Hous­ing has popped up around here like crazy, though. There is a decent amount of com­merce for the size, but some new things are being built — Tar­get, big chain type deals. The hous­ing is def­i­nitely what has caused a change in the mood. I live in an older neigh­bor­hood (ya know, the kind where the houses are all dis­tin­guish­able?) that has had some great peo­ple in it; I think the expe­ri­ence of my neigh­bor­hood as a kid is the best I could offer. Two doors down lived a cou­ple (both passed in ’07) that had been mar­ried 70 years — no joke. The man built his home alone, and dug out a pool unlike any other I’ve ever seen with his two sons. That house was the cen­ter of social life. Lit­er­ally every­one on the block passed in and out of it — con­stantly. The man’s name was Bud, and he grew a mod­est amount of veg­eta­bles that he shared with every­one. He was a reli­gious man and had a great laugh. Much more could be said about him, but for the sake of brevity I think that shows some of his character.

    The best way I can sum up the changes in this town is by talk­ing about the fam­ily who has moved in. I don’t know their last name, let alone any of their first names. I know my par­ents went to meet them, but haven’t made any vis­its back. I’m told the pool hasn’t been used yet, let alone shared. I just found out they had kids.

    I had worked for the city’s street depart­ment in high­school, and that expe­ri­ence I can say really made me appre­ci­ate the work done by pub­lic employ­ees. Of that place, the gen­er­al­iza­tions for lazi­ness, etc., sim­ply weren’t true. I dunno — I could answer some other things, but as I men­tioned the school levy is up for the next bal­lot, and looks like it will fail (3rd time’s a charm?). The town isn’t very diverse in pop­u­la­tion, but is get­ting more so. There’s more, but…it’s late. Ha.

  • Oh — and there are lots of bars down­town. Seems to be what a lot of folks are into. Haha.

  • Shelton wrote:

    I’m always late catch­ing up your blog Ashok, sorry about the delayed response.

    As an itin­er­ant teacher I’ve lived in sev­eral dif­fer­ent types of com­mu­ni­ties over the past few years; com­mu­ni­ties as var­ied as pos­si­ble here in Texas — from tiny farm­ing com­mu­ni­ties with just one store (a feed/beer store) to the filthy con­crete expanses of down­town Hous­ton to the trim and prissy sub­urbs in The Wood­lands. While there are cer­tainly aes­thetic and cul­tural dif­fer­ences between these places, I haven’t noticed any uni­ver­sal dif­fer­ences in com­mu­nity cohe­sion between these types. Cer­tainly some places are more uni­fied, more con­cerned, more involved, but I haven’t noticed a trend typ­i­fied by place type only (city, sub­urb, coun­try). In other words I’ve lived in com­mu­ni­ties in all three envi­ron­ments, and have expe­ri­enced the self­ish and the involved com­mu­nity type in all three.

    The inter­est­ing ques­tion to ask is, “what unites a com­mu­nity, no mat­ter where that com­mu­nity resides?” I have some insight there. I’ve noticed two trends for sure in the united com­mu­ni­ties. The first are what I call social bees. These are a few out­stand­ing peo­ple in the com­mu­nity (usu­ally women, usu­ally moth­ers) who really make an effort to bring peo­ple together. Think­ing of all the peo­ple I knew in one small town makes me real­ize that I met 90% of those folks by attend­ing events held by one of the “Bees” or that I was directly intro­duced to them by a “Bee”. The sec­ond trend is, no sur­prise, church. The town I taught in last year had two churches, one Catholic, one Bap­tist, next door to one another. Every­one in town went to one or the other. The com­mu­nity was tight. Three years ago I taught in a sim­i­lar town with no church. Peo­ple drove to the near­est city and dis­persed to var­i­ous churches. This town was lonely. This reveals a prob­lem in mod­ern sub­ur­bia, espe­cially in Texas I think. There has been a heavy trend for sub­ur­ban­ites to drive to “mega churches” down­town, or across town, on Sun­days, effec­tively aban­don­ing their own com­mu­ni­ties on the most impor­tant day for social cohe­sion. Maybe I’m biased as an Angli­can, but I believe the parish church sys­tem is inher­ently bet­ter for com­mu­nity devel­op­ment as opposed to the cur­rent trends in south­ern Protestantism.

  • amanda wrote:

    Shel­ton– I’m with you, really really not fond of the mega churches…

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