If you feel you can't borrow a cup of sugar from your neighbor are you sure the problem isn't you?"“Those in need,” historian Walter Trattner writes, “. . . looked first to family, kin, and neighbors for aid, including the landlord, who sometimes deferred the rent; the local butcher or grocer, who frequently carried them for a while by allowing bills to go unpaid; and the local saloonkeeper, who often came to their aid by providing loans and outright gifts, including free meals and, on occasion, temporary jobs. Next, the needy sought assistance from various agencies in the community–those of their own devising, such as churches or religious groups, social and fraternal associations, mutual aid societies, local ethnic groups, and trade unions.”
So, Trattner presumes that we all are still geographicaly if not emotionaly still close to family, or kin (isn't that the same?) or neighbors, we aren't. I challenge the majority of you to ask your neigbors for a cup of sugar let alone a helping hand. Defered rent? hardly likely in this day and age. Ask for your local (regional chain) grocer to extend you some credit and see exactly how far that might get you. Find me a "saloon keeper" that will extend you a looan that is not usurous.
Here is a small hint for our conservative friends who pine for the good old days - we are not an agrarian society of 100 million any more. We number three times that and we live in cities, we don't much grow our own food anymore, our banks are multinationals, our stores are national and faceless corporations play a large part in what we do, what we owe and where we go. Those idilic times were not actually so idilic, we had far shorter life expectances and most of us lived brutish, diseased, accident prone little lives.
Sometimes I marvel at how many conservatives dream of the wonderland of a past that never was.
lots of great neighbors in my neck of the woods, we help each other out almost daily.
The word you are trying to spell is Idyllic.