I live in a small town,the capitol of my state, in a more Democrat dominated district. I would say there is more networking and community interaction here - more meatspace - than when I lived in Los Angeles, where I was born and raised and lived most of my adult life until leaving 6 years ago. I like that an introvert like me can hiber…
I live in a small town,the capitol of my state, in a more Democrat dominated district. I would say there is more networking and community interaction here - more meatspace - than when I lived in Los Angeles, where I was born and raised and lived most of my adult life until leaving 6 years ago. I like that an introvert like me can hibernate quietly in my home yet have opportunities to interact and contribute when I feel like it. Yesterday, my husband and I, liberal lefties, left our sanctuary and ventured into the Trumpier part of the county for a country music dance. The live music was great, doing the Texas Two-Step was fun, and the opportunity to meet and talk with people whose worldview and life experience are very different than ours was wonderful. We met an 81 year old Vietnam vet (4 tours), who was tortured and left with injuries similar to John McCain, whose family has passed on, including the 35 year old son who drunkenly drove over a cliff, who lives alone and is so joyfully happy that he can walk to Jack-in-the Box or Dirty Dave's for a good meal. He was so warm and friendly, as were others. My point is the concept of political and cultural divisiveness kind of melts away when you're face to face with people, making a heartfelt and sincere connection in the meatspace.
I live in a small town,the capitol of my state, in a more Democrat dominated district. I would say there is more networking and community interaction here - more meatspace - than when I lived in Los Angeles, where I was born and raised and lived most of my adult life until leaving 6 years ago. I like that an introvert like me can hibernate quietly in my home yet have opportunities to interact and contribute when I feel like it. Yesterday, my husband and I, liberal lefties, left our sanctuary and ventured into the Trumpier part of the county for a country music dance. The live music was great, doing the Texas Two-Step was fun, and the opportunity to meet and talk with people whose worldview and life experience are very different than ours was wonderful. We met an 81 year old Vietnam vet (4 tours), who was tortured and left with injuries similar to John McCain, whose family has passed on, including the 35 year old son who drunkenly drove over a cliff, who lives alone and is so joyfully happy that he can walk to Jack-in-the Box or Dirty Dave's for a good meal. He was so warm and friendly, as were others. My point is the concept of political and cultural divisiveness kind of melts away when you're face to face with people, making a heartfelt and sincere connection in the meatspace.
It’s hard to hate people up close