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Why is it? City vs Country - A short essay.
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Schala, on the subject of bagels said, "Do you live in a city"? We live in the country with our nearest neighbor 1/3 km away and a vllage a few miles away. We call city dwellers 'city-zens' when being polite and 'flatlanders' when we are not. People who live in cities call us hicks and that we live in BFN. For some reason city-zens seem to think we don't have electricity when we tell them we get our water from the two wells on our property and that we use a bucket to get it out of a hole in the ground. That's all right, they believe us when we say one of them is for hot water. Of course there is a fundamental difference between those of us who live in the country and those of you who live in the city no matter where you live in the world. So for you city-zens something about us contry folk no matter where you live. Japan, Austrailia, Phillipines or America. We do have homes, not tents, and we also have electricity and indoor plumbing with hot water. Not to mention internet, TV and all sorts of modern conviences. We have a choice to sleep in a bed or on a tatami mat and we drive cars not carts unless they are used for golf. We get up at a reasonable hour and do the same when going to bed. We have jobs and don't have to toil under the sun growin veggies for the table unless we prefer to, and I do. We live in the country by choice, it's peaceful and after 8:00 in the evening it goes strangely quiet except for the occasional car going home or a dog barking. There is no pollution and a dark starry sky at night. Have you ever seen the stars? I know city people who never have. We go to the city rarely, too crowded, too noisy, too much of everything so we come home to the small store or market happy to be here and secure in the knowledge that we too have bagels. Oh dear.  |
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by zero lionheart
on 2006-02-17 16:57:32
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city in a country surely i could get bored tnig that in a city dosent happens^^
"i dont believe in god ,but i belive in angels because you are here"
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Is Rin being mistreated by flatlanders again. *Gasps* *Feels bad that the bakery for bagels only is only a 2 miniute drive away. At least the air sucks terribly here. But don't get me wrong, I lived in a cabin without electricity, on a deserted island, in the middle of nowhere for weeks. We had no bagels, to go out and get food meant to go on the boat a catch it.  Jomunga eats your avatars. |
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on 2006-02-17 23:14:50 |
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i live in the country too, but the air isn't clean, 6 years ago they build a factory somewhere near my house and that made all the air pollution :( but i do like the stars at night(it's clear when the air is clean in my area), it's something u can't see in the city 
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on 2006-02-18 08:29:37 |
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I know that Ranger went to school and lived in a cottage without electricity and has done the same in other parts of the world. He said in Vietnam they would even run out propane for hot water and had to go for days taking cold showers. I've never lived that way. I grew up in a small town and other than traveling never really lived in a city until Ranger left the AF and we settled in Los Angeles. We lived there for less than a year. Horrible place. True it is 20 minutes for fresh bagels, however I do bring them home the night before. I also make sure I have cream cheese and lox for Ranger as well. Heaven forbid he doesn't have lox and bagels on Saturday morning living in this forsaken wilderness. There are times whenj things do go wrong out here and you do have to be somewhat self-sufficient. For example there is no cell phone service once you pass Vista Point. Ham radios work and Ranger has a special antenna on the roof that works with the cell phones sometimes. We do have a Department of forestry fire brigade and EMT's five minutes away and if the power goes out we have a backup generator that runs most of the house. Still if we run out of something or need something to make a repair we're stuck unless we make a special trip into town. It almost impossible to get someone to come out and make a repair. We do go out on Fridays, you can follow everyone down the mountian as we go to the cinema or dinner. We cal also visit friends and go to he Alamo our local beer stupa. Texas two-step, rock and roll with a curious mixture of locals, tourists, marines and bikers. Last week there was a big windstorm and a tree was knocked down on our place. Ranger spent yesterday cutting it up and that will be nice firewood next winter. In the city Ranger's cousin Clarke once spent $600US in having a blown down tree removed. All it costs us was $20US for a new chainsaw blade and a day of Rangers time. It has been more that 20 years since in have been in a big city for more than a few hours or to drive through one and I don't like them at all. Still I know nothing about living there. Please tell us. uncorrected today. |
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on 2006-02-18 09:56:52 |
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i live in the outskirts of the city.my home is near to a forested area and sea,and they don't sell bagels here...but at east there's a decent cake shop bakery which is about 10 minutes walk from my home.and the shopping center is just a few minutes drive away. the air is relatively fresh,especially in the morning.but it can get quite cold sometimes,even though the country is right above the equator >.< i'd rather live in the suburbs.like Wisteria Lane from Desperate Housewives^^ |
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by eternaltorture
on 2006-02-18 14:01:38
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umm...i think i live in a city>>>does new york city counts as a city??? we have tons of malls, landscapes, shops, restuarants, cars, trucks, buses, and etc....XD we have tons of bakery in here... Lady Rin: a tree fell??? are you ok??? so...are you saying you rather live in a city? |
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Sorry I didn't read this earlier ^_^ I didn't think it involved me. No I live in a little town, we are considered hicks, but there are actually some hicks around here. I hate this town, not because there is nothing to do, but because of the people. *shakes head* The people here are awful mean and treat people very badly behind their backs but are kind to their face. It disgusts me. We are hoping to move in the spring. I am sorry to hear about the tree that fell on your house. We get bagels down at the bakery, or we go to another town about a half an hour away for a Tim Hortons. Our town is too small for any fast food restaurants. Actually Lady Rin, I envy you. I would love to have fresh grown veggies and a beautiful cabin house. I do get to see the stars at night, and I am fasinated by them. I could never live in city. I do wish to go to Tokyo, but I could never live there. Thank you for sharing that experience with me though, the picture in my mind won't be forgotten.
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by desertranger
on 2006-02-18 16:25:48
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ET, our place is on 6.5 acres. The tree that fell was near the property line close to the main gate. We had to use the back gate until I cut it up. No one was close to it. We came out the next morning and it was down. We also have wildlife all around us. Lion, bob cat, coyote, big horn sheep, rattlesnakes and scorpions among other critters. These guys come into the house in the late fall and mid-spring and their cool to have around. Rin took this pic a few years ago. They generally don't botherr us and we don't bother them so no problem. Besides the rattlers keep rodents down and the coyotes ad big cats eat rthe rabbits and squirrels so that's a prob I don't have to mess with.  Â Â  |
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by overlordsero
on 2006-02-18 16:29:54
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I would like to live in away from the city if possible. I like the country more I guess. Seems more....peaceful I guess... 
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Lol, yes L.A. sucks lol. I like city life, just not in L.A. If I were to move to Japan I wouldn't want tokyo but one of the small cities. One with a monorail. Why don't more cities use monorails over subways. Monorails are the best. LA is ugly, but japanese towns are very pretty. I would love to live in a town that has a good atmoshpere. Thats pretty cool getting all sorts of animals, all we get here are these wild beasts.  Jomunga eats your avatars. |
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Holy crap that freaks me out! I hate spiders!!!! *shivers* I'll jsut go crawl under my bed now....Wait there are spiders under there! *scream* ewww, thank goodness it is winter ^_^ I am jsut exaggerating Spiders aren't that bad, jsut as long as they aren't around me...
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I hate spiders with a passion. I used to fear them a lot when I was younger because I got bit by a big one. Now I respect the service they do ridding my house from pests. I squish them if they get in my way, act aggressive, or crawl in my direction. But I let some live if they scurry across the floor or across the wall into some unknown, dark place. So wolfie won't squish that big nasty, nasty. Back to the topic at hand, I have lived in the city, suburbs, and spent time in the country. I grew up for the first half of my life in the city. I got into many fights, was threatened with knives, and shot at on multiple occasions. So my family moved out to the suburbs where I live currently. I hate it more here than I did in the city. The people here are antisocial and like to keep to their sense of space. I say sense of space because we don't live more than a hundred feet away from each other. Its like a whole different breed of people nonetheless. During most of my summers I go camping for the first half of summer then return for training camps. Out in the country where I camp, people are friendly to one another and enjoy the terrain in which they live. I guess that's because we have enough space and don't see each other enough to get sick of being around one another. So in conclusion I would enjoy the 2 extremes city or country...never suburbs. |
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This is supposed to be about where we live and here that includes animals, only we call them critters. I don't understand how you can be afraid of a tarauntula. They're harmless, make wonderful pets and keep tiny rodents and crickets under control. The first time I encountered one I screamd my head off, I had never seen a spider that big until Ranger came into the kitchen, it was so funny. He picked it up and showed me what they were like. As big and as heavy as they are you don't feel anything when they walk up your arm. Animals here aren't aggressive, they don't chase you and given a chance even the snakes run or can be chased away fairly easily. Ther eis one aggressive snake, the coachwhip, it is not poisonous however imitates a rattlesnake in defending itself. Ky has been bitten by them more than once and gopher snakes emit a nasty smell. Of all the snakes the one I like most is the king snake, they eat rattlesnakes and other reptiles. |
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I love animals and I have respect for spiders, I jsut really really don't like them ^_^ I ahve no idea what I would do without spiders, I have been to Yellowknife and that was hell! The mosquitoes were twice as big as normal ones. Also I am not used to have a tarantula crawl up my arm. I would get used to it, but It would take some time!
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I miss the country, but the memories of it are still there. Allow, if you will, me to paint a most enchanting picture of where I lived. You open a side of a french door and are greeted by a kiss of sweet Octobeer air. The air brushes along your cheeks as though an invisible gloved hand had just moved across your face. The sensation only lasts an instant as the cool air soon engulfs you. You take a step. Suddenly you emerge like a diver from the sea. The air arround is no longer swiling, instead it has settled upon you like a fine silk shirt. The coolness blanckets you softly, caressing your bare arms and legs. The incenting smell of a wood-stove nearby permeates the air with its soft yet strong odor. You take a breath, it is as if breathing for the first time. You feel your lungs swell and inflate with the cool air. The feeling of serenity fills you till you feel as if you could burst. you unkowingly hold your breath, wanting to contain the feeling. As is the way of things you exhale, as soft clod of moisture forms before you mouth and nose. You watch it as it swirls away, becoming one with the world in which you stand. soon all that is left of it whisps away and you are left wondering what has become of the cloud that only a moment ago was so full of life. As you follow where the path of the cloud you see looking back twinkiling visage of light. You look at it and seemingly in response the entire sky is filled with these many glowing points of light. Their numerity seems infinite, the sheer enormity of it all consumes you and in the stillness you feel as if you are moving amongst them. These points culminate in the the sight of bright white orb, seemingly commanding the others about it. As you gaze upon this awesome ball of light, you know it by the name given to it, moon. You then shift your eyes from the sky to what seems to be a heavenly glow that protrudes from the earth. The subtle shadows reveal it to be a pine. Its heighth and branches, the only things still bearing signs of life. You follow with your eyes down the enomity that is the trunk of this tree to the ground. Under the shadow of this colossus lays a pile of sheaded foliage, that only a scant few days ago was in its self a sight to behold. Now however it resides in heap of its kin and will remain so. from this pile your eyes find the erie glow of the grass. Lit by the moon the grass seems flat and two-dimensional. As if a whisper from a far off and unseen person comes the soft rattle of leaves. As when your first step took place, the air moves across your body, cooling it in the passing. This causes an all too familiar response, you feel it start at the base of your neck. The begining of a out-greak of goosebumps. The hair on the back of your neck stands on end as if atracted by some unseen magnet. Soon folwed by the slow yet inceasant tingle that traverse the entirety of your back. Upon its reaching of the base of your back your entire body lets out one final shiver. You feel the blood begin to flow to your cheeks causing tiny pinpricks to move acros your face. You can feel the breeze transform fromm the benvolence that it once held to a malevolent being that seeks to disuade you from your vigil. You move your face to star at this unseen malefactor. It wispers in your ears an undecypherable message of warinig, which goes unnoticed. Moving from a distance come the inceasant rattle of leaf on leaf. Upon its reaching your ears you know what to expect, a hard un-forgiving wind. The once all consuming silence is now filled with the movemnt of branches and the squeaking of rubbing wood. In the distance a limb snaps, its harsh crack heard over the rythmical motion of the trees. The once surreal landscape that streched before you is clouded in sploches of darkness. The sploches move about the field, on what seems to be predestined paths. Soon the sploches consume one-another, forming a larger darkness. A shroud that consumes everything in its path. A feild of its own, a feild of nothingness. Nothing before or after its presence, just a constant movement. Soon its darkness consumes you, filling the once beatiful vetige with hard shadows, and harder sounds. Soon the darkness steches across the entire sky. As if from though a pillow the sound of a few raindrops on the tress call out to strained ears. A flood to the senses the rain seems to subside, but brought forth my a much stronger force. A flash, a crack. The scent of ozone stings the nostrils where the smell of wood-smoke once filled, now scattered to the winds. The rain intensifies, filling every sense. the occasional flash higlights a few drops, but fades as quickly as it once apeared. Only to be replaced by the harsh crack of lightning's whip across the sky back. Soon the cold rain has soaked your clothes, you now stand as the trees do; wet, cold, and drifting in the wind. Unlike the trees you can not stand in this onslught forever. Before you can make up your mind, the heavens do it for you. As quickly as it began the rain subsides, leaving behind only a vague sense of what has happened. Distant thunder-rolls can be heard, but the all consuming feeling of freshness. The world restored the moon sits behind a veil of fog. Your dripping attire urges you to return to warmth, and memory tells that in only a scant few hours the sun will rise up over the ridge-line, and end this vigil willingly or otherwise. You return from whence you came, the enternal consuming warmth of a wood fire and the urgency of sleep. In the morning the tree across the power lines will be cut down, a great strain lifeted from the bearers of the current that keeps daily life going. Tomarrow will bring the sweet embrace of warmth and the comfort of ones own bed, nature will again return but not on this day. For nature ordained long ago to sleep, and so it must not act against its self. Besides, you're wet. |
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That was was a short essay, but I nejoyed it ^_^
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You got too much free time. If it took me that long to take a step outside I would fall asleep before I could step back inside. Suburb people have to go into the city when they want to socialize. However it aint that bad, I use to always see my neighbors, go to their houses and they would come to ours. I haven't done that for a long time now though. Jomunga eats your avatars. |