It hit
me one day while talking to an
American friend of mine. He told
me that there had been a terrible
incident at his son’s school.
“What happened?” I asked. There
was a stabbing, he said. And then
he added, “And I thought we were
protected.”
Now,
to me he has everything typical to
American suburban life: a
stay-at-home wife who is an
excellent homemaker, two kids, a
big house on a cul-de-sac, a
meticulous garden, two cars, a
cat, a dog and camping trips on
the weekends.
Of
course, he was shocked about the
stabbing incident, but he seemed
to be more shaken up over the fact
that it actually happened at this
particular school: a school with a
very good reputation, nestled in
the heart of a well-off suburban
area. Kids that go to that school
usually come from “good” families.
So how was it possible for evil to
infiltrate?
The
answer it simple, ‘out of sight,
out of mind’ doesn’t work anymore.
Cities are expanding, and urban
social issues are slowly sneaking
up on suburban folks. And they
don’t seem to like it much.
The
suburbs started growing
dramatically in post-World War II
America, altering the dynamic of
urban life in the United States.
Millions of Americans fled from
the inner cities to the crabgrass
frontier. Today more than three
quarters of Americans live in
metropolitan areas, with more than
two-thirds of those living in the
suburbs. And isn’t this
environment, where picket fence
privacy is paramount and the
automobile reigns supreme, the
embodiment of the American Dream?
To be
honest, as a European I find the
idea of the American Dream a
little distressing. American
suburbs, with their lack of
neighborhood shopping, coffee
shops, museums and public squares
are basically missing everything
that makes an urban place vibrant
and exciting. Many are nothing but
monotonous bedroom subdivisions. I
truly wonder why so many Americans
want to flock to neighborhoods
that only offer carefully
manicured ballparks, strip malls
for “soccer moms” to shop in,
parking lots, freeway exchanges
and drive-through fast-food
joints. “Because it’s better for
our kids,” the majority of
suburban parents would say.
Suburban sprawl as safety haven
for children?
To a
certain degree I can understand
their concerns. As diverse as
American society may look from the
outside, in my opinion it rather
consists of many smaller
homogenous societies inside.
Better-off neighborhoods don’t mix
with poorer ones. And if you want
to offer your child a better
education, you better make enough
to afford to live in a nice
neighborhood with a decent school.
Life
in the suburbs revolves around
life in the suburbs. Suburban
families like to hang out with
their clones. Life comes in a box,
and thinking outside the box is
considered dangerous. Does it mean
that the majority of suburbanites
are conservatives?
In the
1950s, political scientists and
sociologists argued that suburban
families were indeed increasingly
conservative Republican voters.
However, over time that view
dissipated, and by the 1990s
conventional wisdom was that
people in the suburbs were mainly
liberal. I’d say they are mainly
pseudo-liberal. Of course, they
feed the hungry and donate to the
homeless. But when their
neighborhood church suddenly
offers to use its property to
build shelters for the homeless,
than there is an outcry among
suburbanites: “We don’t want
those in our neighborhood!” I
am also positive that many
suburban parents would rather see
their daughters married off to a
nice guy who is …I guess … from
the suburbs.
Europeans never had the
opportunity to experience the
phenomena of ‘suburbs,’ due in
part to the fact that urban space
in Europe became denser in the
pre-automobile era. There was no
simple way to escape the city
life. Instead Europeans had to
learn to face them on a daily
basis. European children come from
all walks of life and sit together
in one classroom, giving
them an opportunity to develop an
understanding and tolerance that
exposure to diversity offers.
With
the world closing in, hard-core
suburbanites can only hope for
technology to advance fast enough
to let them escape planet earth. I
can already hear them wailing,
“Beam us up, Scotty!”
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