I did go to NYC one time for mere hours, for a google conference in 2013, when they were trying to recruit me. I stayed with a friend in CT and took a train in the next morning, and went from the station platform to the subway...
When the subway car came, everyone to the left and right of me slammed into it, like self-canning sardines, as I stood there. I think I was the only person who did not get on. I got on the next train.
After the conference, Google escorted us to a bar/fancy club that they reserved just for us. But the music was so loud that talking was onerous. A strange atmosphere, I really don't have the words to describe it, though I am trying to come up with them.
Yes it had nothing to do with New York City, it was just this strange event that happened. That's why I say I have never been!
Not that I minded the event, but it had me feeling forlorn.
When me and Simi want to go on a dining spree we drive to Montreal for a weekend, 4.5 hours away (farther than NYC, strange to think), where we have been many times.
I guess I just don't see the appeal of NYC. It's big and there's lots of it. Maybe we will go some time to see the museum and get fat on good restaurants.
But Boston is just one hour away, and has these things too. And Boston is a nice size: you go and you walk from one side to the other and say, that was Boston. After a few times, you can linger a while and the real thing will let you in.
some day perhaps I go but strange to think:
I live 10 miles away from my place of birth and brooklyn is over 11 miles long
brooklyn 2.59 million and all of New Hampshire has 1.36 million people
maybe needs separate thread: makes me wonder how much I "impact" other people's lives vs a person in the city. I certainly have no power but sometimes people DM me to thank me for changing their life or moving them, which is as astonishing in many ways.
autre thought, part of the reason cities make me feel uncomfortable is that people do not seem to impact other people on a base level. When I am in any NH city or town people say hello, smile, etc. When I am in a city I am literally not a person on the sidewalk but this obstacle.
This feeling is very strange to me. To experience depersonalization in a big city all you have to do is... walk around a little. I do not know if this just does not bother city people at all or if it just gets tuned out with other background stressors over time.
To the credit of Paris, once you walk out of an apartment three days in a row the old guy living next door will happily say bonjour to you each morning henceforth.
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CITY:
* You become depersonalized object to others
* Pricey, endless status games
* Another human always 30ft away or less when pooping
* Eat bugs
VILLAGE:
* Say good morning to people on your walk
* Build things outside in spare time
* Closest pooper is a bear
* Bugs eat you
(I jest of course. what really matters is the urge to move vs the urge to endure. and to ask ourselves: if the world is full of enchantment, and we want to see that enchantment, where can our senses grow sharper?)
Yes, of some respects. Reminded of GKC:
"...for there is one respect in which a town must be more poetical than the country, since it is closer to the spirit of man; for London, if it be not one of the masterpieces of man, is at least one of his sins."
had no budget when we built the house so wood stairs.
Then granite stairs and tiny brick patio (that I made and then tore up). Now bigger patio and arc of stone
these are taken from the same spot, September 2018 vs today
The beauty of a place is often not in any singular monument but in what is repeated: cobblestones, limestone walls, cafes, alleyways, patches of moss.
Many times what makes a place cheerful or charming are features one might simply miss the first time they go by.
Everywhere contains its own secret places that do not reveal themselves without first idling with them for some time. One must go by or through several times before the place will let you see the genius of it, which will only then inspire you.
So it is with people. Their essences are not in identity" markers or clothing, but in the subtle and repeated patterns that they carry out.
You are not some outgrowth of self-applied labels, you are not one heroic or tragic act. But you are what you do every day.
Philosophy begins in wonder. Religion is similar. Through the sacred it places you in wonder, allows you to dwell in wonder.
It is through this state of wonder that we are able to begin contemplating (philosophy) or enacting ritual (religion).
Over the centuries there has been a shift, one difficult to summarize. One point of it: Instead of springing from the well of the world, their focal point became the individual, and this has injured both subjects.
Calculation has replaced contemplation. People worry about the result before they even begin thinking. If they really do think.
Arendt once said, "To expect truth from thinking signifies that we mistake the need to think with the urge to know."