It used to baffle me that people organized themselves into violent gangs based on their street addresses. I still can't fathom the violence part, but I can see how, when anchored in a geographical location by whatever forces--economics, peer pressure, inertia, comfort--people become defensive of their own 'hoods and critical of others'.
And sure enough, even among our yuppie friends, we talk like a bunch of street punks about those people who live in neighborhood X or suburb Y. Well--we don't talk about popping caps in people's asses or anything. We say stuff like, "I don't see how they can stand the traffic out there," or "I could never live at the beach--it's like a big frat party," or "I can't even tell one of those stucco McMansions from another." I'm sure they say things about our neighborhood like, "I'm just not crazy about all the homeless guys sleeping behind the grocery store."
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