Maundering

In a capsule.

Well, I encountered the cheating merchants in central L.A. in 1950 and again in Haarlem in 1971 and Gainesville, Florida in 1978. More recently in the so-called food desert of Brunswick, Georgia a six ounce box of spaghetti at a neighborhood “convenience” store costs as much as a pound at the supermarket. Moreover, the prices at the mainland supermarkets in the shopping centers are higher than those on our hoity-toity island and resistance to public transit that might connect the malls to the neighborhoods is strong. Indeed, the County forfeits $380,000 federal transportation funds every year to make sure poor people stay where they belong. I remember when we moved to NH in 1965 there were lots of people living in basements because they could not afford a house. Getting a trailer on top of a foundation was progress. The house we bought from the Police Chief had no water because the line to the well was busted and the well that was connected to the house was dry, except when the fire chief filled it with water, but only for the Chief. “The poor ye shall always have with you,” Jesus said and, by God there’s a host of good christians to make that prediction come true. The spouse if from Louisiana and felt comfortable in NH because he was used to the mean spirited people he encountered. The Georgia coast seems familiar for the same reason. It’s a culture that relies on an extension of nepotism and results in pervasive mediocrity. Family values is code. Association, rather than performance, counts. It is a pervasive pattern which uses race as a disguise. Considered objectively, the meanness is everywhere the same.