Your threads on Twitter have sparked a renewed optimism for what could be known as my "life's calling," I am eager to read more of your thoughtful posts such as these and hope to become a force for the collective community I hope to exist in, and support someday. For so many years I have wandered around the country looking for the "right" place to begin my permaculture land work, always feeling drawn back home - to the community I grew up in even though that hasn't been my home since the early 90's. One day I hope to belong to a place where I can work to my full potential, but until then I punch a clock until I feel like I have made enough to start my dream... but it's never enough, and times against me. God bless.
You seem to say that when one moves to a town, one ought to respect and conform to its 'legacy', hence why you demand migrants to be so-called 'good neighbors'. What should a migrant do when they find themselves in a town that still remains bigoted towards them? It seems like the people who we could deem 'locals' would be able to say that their minority neighbor is being bad a neighbor if they demand to be viewed as equals. "That's just not how things are done around there parts", a local man could say. "My grandfather built this church, and we don't want gays attending", the preacher's wife could say. What does the migrant do in this scenario?
Additionally, you begin your article by juxtaposing marriage and home-ownership. You argue that one ought not look at it in terms what price you can get, but rather what sort of legacy and culture you want to be a part of. But recently, you posted a tweet alluding to just that. "Hey, there's this house for $15,000 in the middle of N.D." Am I misunderstanding something?
Your threads on Twitter have sparked a renewed optimism for what could be known as my "life's calling," I am eager to read more of your thoughtful posts such as these and hope to become a force for the collective community I hope to exist in, and support someday. For so many years I have wandered around the country looking for the "right" place to begin my permaculture land work, always feeling drawn back home - to the community I grew up in even though that hasn't been my home since the early 90's. One day I hope to belong to a place where I can work to my full potential, but until then I punch a clock until I feel like I have made enough to start my dream... but it's never enough, and times against me. God bless.
You seem to say that when one moves to a town, one ought to respect and conform to its 'legacy', hence why you demand migrants to be so-called 'good neighbors'. What should a migrant do when they find themselves in a town that still remains bigoted towards them? It seems like the people who we could deem 'locals' would be able to say that their minority neighbor is being bad a neighbor if they demand to be viewed as equals. "That's just not how things are done around there parts", a local man could say. "My grandfather built this church, and we don't want gays attending", the preacher's wife could say. What does the migrant do in this scenario?
Additionally, you begin your article by juxtaposing marriage and home-ownership. You argue that one ought not look at it in terms what price you can get, but rather what sort of legacy and culture you want to be a part of. But recently, you posted a tweet alluding to just that. "Hey, there's this house for $15,000 in the middle of N.D." Am I misunderstanding something?
You're misunderstanding a considerable amount.
Other than that, you're writing style is beautiful.