The Death of Community

I was keen to visit this world at first, but I grow weary of it.

So much of it differs from my world. You are more possessive, less accepting and more protective, not to say that where I come from we do not have property and enemies. But you hide yourself from your own neighbors, that is where I am disturbed. There is little sense of community in the modern cities that I have visited. You rush from one point to another, from your home to work and back again, not taking the time to talk with the people that you meet. I for do not know the names of the people that live two doors down from me.

I do not blame you. Why speak to someone when a machine is easier to deal with. A paper tells exactly what you want at your own speed with waiting or trying to keep up with someone. The technology today has eliminated the need to interact with people directly. Even when we do want to talk to a person, why seek them out when we can leave them with an instant massage.

Back where I come from, a village grew stronger the closer its people were. We would defend our homes more fiercely if we had something to protect. I know that achieving this task would be difficult now that the cities have grown larger and more and more inhabitants move in every day, but I am not asking you to go out and learn the name of every person in town. I am simply asking you to get to know the people around you. Talk to someone new, do something out of the ordinary, create the unity.

This is my challenge to you,

The Blade of Corrilon