Small towns have gossips and such, but large, crowded places have much more personal, visual, auditory and subliminal pressures. You walk with 500 other people on a sidewalk, where in a small town you might share it with 10 or 20, plus the background noise is not as obnoxious like in NYC, Chicago, Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami, and so on, nor is the daily pollution rate so high from hundreds of thousands of cars.
Small towns are usually spread out, with ample room between many neighbors unlike living cramped in small, expensive apartments listening to every fart your neighbors make
. In some places, you get to hear every argument, fight, rumble and discussion of the street accompanied by gunshots, screams, constantly wailing sirens and the downshift blast big rigs make.
Businesses in small towns are more personal, often more honest with your druggist knowing you well, your doctor having time to explain things to you, your grocery store clerks and checkers might know you, and you might even have a mechanic who does a real good job for a reasonable price because he needs your business.
In big towns, or cities, hostility and suspicion roam the streets, people in NYC step over apparently unconscious bodies in their way, cabbies have an international reputation there as being nasty, obnoxious and devious. Even just ordinary folks on the street are overly suspicious of being cheated, attacked, or argued with.
The places are too busy, too crowded, too noisy, too expensive, too uncaring and too competitive.
Relatives of mine used to come down from around NYC, driving these huge cars, wielding rolls of bucks, speaking that fast, aggressive lingo and jumping at a chance to argue with anyone, especially people in stores, over buying goods and considering everyone here in the South as hicks, cowboys and generally idiots.
When I visited NYC and Los Angeles I found the very noise level annoying and most of the people I dealt with in deli’s, news stands, restaurants and even pan handlers seemed like smart asses and out for an argument. The stink got to me first off and it took awhile to get used to it.
In NYC, in a cafeteria, crowded, I first experienced strangers just sitting down at my table and eating because there was no room. Twice I got bitched at for not making a choice fast enough at a deli because I was so overwhelmed with the choices and the crowd. I got bumped into numerous times on the street and even shoved once and no one even said ‘excuse me.’
The pressure from all sides in a big city is definitely a factor in the increased rates of various mental illnesses in them, including schizophrenia, depression, agoraphobia and antisocial behavior.
Look back in history, not all small towns are boring, but it shows increases in mental diseases and crime, psychotic behavior and suicide as the population goes up.
Anyone ever notice how serial killers seemed to pop almost out of nowhere once our population passed one and a half million? Things got worse when it reached the point that it’s hard to find an untouched, private place where one could be alone for a time. Hikers fight to find untouched areas because the get tired of walking for two days to reach a secluded spot only to find the remains of campfires, discarded beer cans or piles of human poop behind the trees.
Even here, our population has gone from around 10,000 when I was a kid, to over 90,000. The long, beautiful stretches of tropical beaches and wild woods are mostly under houses and motels, the river which once required only a days fishing to get enough sweet crabs, clams, oysters and fish to last a week now has fishing bans and limits in place because it’s almost fished out and polluted from heavy boat traffic and homes.
Once, slightly drunk, I sat in the middle of the main beach highway after 2 AM, on the yellow stripe, smoked a cigarette, laid down, looked at the stars, then returned to my friends without a single car coming by. Today, I’d have to move shortly after getting there because of the 24 hour traffic. Our crime has gone up, sparsely developed subdivisions are crowded and you get to listen to everyone doing what they want, more subdivisions are going in – I counted 4 the other day in the stages of being built – and even the police are not as laid back and friendly as they used to be.
So, yes, I firmly agree that environmental pressure in large cities heavily influences the increasing incidents of schizophrenia.
By the way, many schizophrenics actually hear voices telling them things, which has been linked by some to Multiple Personalities and while some psychiatrists feel there is no such thing, many, many others do.
So do I. Mainly because I’ve know people who have changed attitude and personalities frequently, and while they did not perform a complete separation in identities, the differences were astonishing.