Unless they hear the constant sound of threatening gunfire in the background, ordinary minds will listen to no descriptions of City Life. Only animals in dream states will mount an ark before any sign of rain.
Test:
How can you tell that any City wise man, saint, or guru harbors any personal criticism of life?
He is breathing.
Civil Engineering 101:
The City’s infrastructure is founded on the bedrock of bitching.
Fact:
If you are a citizen of The City and alive – life, (behind the scenes), incessantly fills your mind with complaints about one thing: The City.
“Grandma, if you are the insufferable bitch you tell me you are and, you have my best interest at heart, as you say you do, then why do you insist that I stay here with you?” (Those who never recognize the ever-rolling, below street level humor of life, will never get it.)
Important Urban Medical News:
If they can speak semi coherently, most City dwellers accept this as being conscious. (Well, after all, how much is required to live a mental life of only seventy years in the embalmer’s waiting room?) If the The City has a motto it is: “Why expend more effort than is necessary?!” An approach prominently pursued to its most profitable fullness by the universe in its physical realm, but one open to further consideration as it is played out in man’s mental one. Effort is effort, with questions of its observable usefulness being irrelevant to the few who understand what is going on in the neural reality. The only way that a City Escapee can go wrong is by not going.
J.