I have been busy the last month with a lot going on in my personal life. But, the story I want to relate is last night I was visiting my parents, it had been a while since I was there. They live in a rural area, same place I grew up. Growing up as a kid was awesome running through the woods, exploring, traveling all over swimming in lakes, rolling down hills and so on. I grew up in the late 80s/early 90s, which arguably growing up in the 90s was the last ‘real’ time to grow up.
After that, electronics, internet, and 9-11 panic forever, and I mean FOREVER ruined our culture. For those of you too young to remember, it was completely different in the 90s. There was hope, optimism, trust and in general just fun. After 911 it was low trust, isolation.
Anyway, so back then people routinely went to this place called ‘outside’. Grilling, hanging out on swings, sitting on benches, going to parks.
I took my dirtbike out for a ride, riding past around 100 houses spread over the miles. It was a nice evening, cool, clear, a perfect time to be out. You know what I saw when I was out?
Not one person outside. The local park was quite, all the people’s swings, benches, chairs outside were empty. All that every house had in common was the blue glow of the tv. Every single house.
It really hit me in that moment driving through the place of my childhood. It had changed so much, and this was flyover, rural country. No one had any reason at all to talk to their neighbors. I doubted many of them even knew their neighbors name.
How was our culture ever going to recover from this? I doubt it will. It is going to get far more worse, before some hyper-extreme group/event rallies us back – if it happens.