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The End of Neighbours

“People point at gerrymandering, money, special interests, hyperpartisanship—but that’s to mistake correlation for causation,” he says. “We are now more insular and more ignorant of the other guy’s thinking. There is greater mutual ignorance than a generation ago between people who live in close proximity. When there’s no habit of compromise, then the very idea of your Congressman reaching across the aisle is apostasy. The politicians in Washington who won’t do that are actually responding to their constituents’ wishes.”

You just might not understand it yet. But it’s cool. Family is super cool. Going home to one girl every night is super cool. Just going home and getting on the floor and playing with your child is super cool. Not wearing a red leather jacket, and just looking like a dad and shit, is like super cool. Having someone that I can call Mom again. That shit is super cool.

I wish that we could talk about it
But there, that’s the problem
With someone new I could have started
Too late, for beginnings
The little things that made me nervous
Are gone, in a moment
I miss the way we used to argue
Locked, in your basement

I wake up and the phone is ringing
Surprised, as it’s early
And that should be the perfect warning
That something’s, a problem
To tell the truth I saw it coming
The way, you were breathing
But nothing can prepare you for it
The voice, on the other, end

The worst is all the lovely weather
I’m sad, it’s not raining
The coffee isn’t even bitter
Because, what’s the difference?
There’s all the work that needs to be done
It’s late, for revision
There’s all the time and all the planning
And songs, to be finished

And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
Till the day it stops
Till the day it stops
Till the day it stops
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
And it keeps coming
Till the day it stops

I wish that we could talk about it
But there, that’s the problem
With someone new I could have started
Too late, for beginnings
You’re smaller than my wife imagined
Surprised, you were human
There shouldn’t be this ring of silence
But what, are the options?

When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone
When someone great is gone

We’re saved, for the moment
Saved, for the moment

"Someone Great" – LCD Soundsystem
I’m less angered by public declarations of ignorance than I am dispirited by them. There’s a great, big world of art, culture, and entertainment to dig into, and there’s nothing to be gained from taking to Twitter to exclaim your conscious choice not to hear a song, watch a movie, or follow a professional sport. I understand that this type of thing is usually done as a humorous defense mechanism (because nobody likes to feel left out, particularly when social media is blowing up about the latest Game Of Thrones or a surprise Beyoncé album), but the joke’s not funny, and the subtext is a bummer. We’re denied so much, so often in this life—why keep yourself from something that might bring you joy and then go around bragging about it?
Right now someone who works for Facebook is getting tens of thousands of error messages and frantically trying to find the problem before the whole charade collapses. There’s a team at a Google office that hasn’t slept in three days. Somewhere there’s a database programmer surrounded by empty Mountain Dew bottles whose husband thinks she’s dead. And if these people stop, the world burns. Most people don’t even know what sysadmins do, but trust me, if they all took a lunch break at the same time they wouldn’t make it to the deli before you ran out of bullets protecting your canned goods from roving bands of mutants.

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