I like dirt better than fake flowers

by Anna Blanch on August 27, 2012

Today I’m over at Transpositions writing about living in suburbia, and an example of superficiality pushed to the extreme! I’d love your comments and thoughts on the post!

Surburbia has never appealed to me. Until ten years ago, I had almost always lived in places where we couldn’t even see our neighbours, let alone hear them. The Australian bush will spoil you like that. As a consequence, hearing my neighbours’ conversations or showers running doesn’t make me feel peaceful in my own home.


In an unnamed city on the west coast of the United States, there is a largish housing community that surrounds a private lake – a slice of suburbia. There is a big bricked arch at the entrance and a private police force. There’s also a Home Owner’s Association which employs the public safety officers who patrol the community, and write citations when regulations are contravened.

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Plastic Flowers and Paving: The Aesthetics of Surburbia


Image: Photograph by Racineur, used under CC-BY-NC-ND licence

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