Alone, Suburban and Sorted

Richard Beck has a most interesting series of posts on suburban living here. Granted, it’s written from a North American perspective, but he’s very incisive and creative in his thinking. Here’s a taster, but all the posts are worth reading…

Specifically, I want to highlight one major facet of contemporary life in America: We rarely encounter difference in any meaningful way. For two reasons noted thus far. First, we are alone. Our civic disengagement, particularly our lack of bridging connections, gives us fewer opportunities to encounter people who are different from us. Second, we are sorted. The migration patterns of Americans over the last 30 years have sorted us into communities of like-mindedness. Thus, even if I do mix with people in my community they are likely to be people very much like myself. People who share my voting preferences, my religious beliefs, and my skin color. Again, we fail to encounter difference in these homogeneous communities.

My concern with these trends is that we rarely get to practice the skills of welcome, debate, listening, inclusion and hospitality. We begin to find difference shocking, deviant, weird and effortful to live with. Worse, as the research on group polarization showed us, separated from difference we grow more extreme in our views, demonizing difference rather than listening and learning to make room for strangers.

Isn’t church (ideally, at least) just the antidote to this kind of fragmentation? There we may (if we are fortunate, and if the church hosts this possibility): connection, welcome, debate, listening, inclusion, hospitality and difference. And, as Beck suggests, these values promote the very opposite of extremism.

Comments

[Basso Profondo]

The other frightening thing about the above trend is the way in which, not only is difference offensive and frightening, but homogeneity is assumed. Personally, I find no church-based moment more difficult than the one in which an assumption is made, and a potentially tactless view expounded. I dread to think of how many times I have been guilty of just that.

[Andrew]

Thanks, Basso. I suspect we all are at times!