Having been raised in Sub-urbia and now living semi-quasi-rural I have to agree with this thought in a minor point. I have escaped the mentality. Had I never left it, I would be one of them.
Living in a subdivision - mostly the new ones with the McMansions and SuperSized Mortgages and Pottery Barn Interiors and well groomed exterior is extremely creepy. Moreso, are the subdivision laws and bylaws. All the rules that these people impose on each other frightens me. I could never live like that. ( I have a cousin that lives in one of these places and they are completely controlled by the most inane rules. It’s like they are mice or something in some bizarre experiment.)
I understand why the bylaws are imposed ( usually because of one bad apple in the neighborhood) but it is so creepy that I cannot fathom subjecting myself or my children to such rigid mentality. Yeah, occasionally a garbage can will be left out overnight. Yeah, sometimes a car is parked in the driveway overnight. Oh.MyGod. sometimes you can’t mow the law on a weekly basis because there’s been a Death In The Family or Catastrophic Illness. But these people get bent out of shape if they are late…and obsess about What.Will.The Neighbor’s.Think?
I understand the need for a well groomed neighborhood, as I have a neighbor directly to the north of me that hasn’t mowed his 10 acres - except directly around his house - since 1997. Yeah, it bugs me, but it could be worse. In 12 years I’ve seen this guy and his wife a total of three times. At least he keeps to himself and their dog minds his barking. He’s not like the religous zealot down the road with 8 cars on his front lawn - all with tags and liscense - that are in various stages of repair and a placard of the a Bible Quote of the Week that prophesizes doom and guilt on a real estate sized sign.
All in all, I am extremely happy with my home (my husband built it) and the fact we have no major or even minor repairs other than replacing light bulbs.
I also have great neighbors who help us out and we them when it is needed. And we mind our business and invite each other over to parties when we have get togethers.
If I had assholes for neighbors, it would be a different story.
I think it also depends on just how much of a bite out of your month income is your mortgage. If all you are doing is working your ass off to cover the mortgage for the McMansion, that is no way to live. IMHO. YMMV.
