Cities: The Relentless Onslaught On Individuality

We had an interesting experience yesterday. Had reason to see half a dozen front doors on the same block Thursday morning. I noticed, at one, the cheap wood they’d used. Knots, with bits missing, raggedy and not attractive.

Now, I love the structure of wood, the character. But it should be character, not just flaws. I pointed it out to Sue and she smiled and nodded like she does when I’m ranting.

A few minutes later, she was pointing out identical flaws in another door. Identical. The same knots, in the same locations.

They were cast plastic doors, with phony ‘flaws’ embedded to make them look more real.

Letting others see my flaws is one reason they see me as a real person, even online. But faking flaws to make something faux look real? Bad. Wrong. Disingenuous.

And doing it with a cookie cutter all down the block? It borders on body-snatcher mind-control.

Our travel has made it clear that we’re small town folks, country folks. Now more than ever, we’re committed to ‘not the city’ when the day comes to settle down.