Watched the crowds surging past as I had a bite to eat after leaving the library. Everyone in comfortable clothes, ambling down the street. I find myself looking for some signs of nobility about them, something that suggests a claim to possess something of intangible value that suggests a power or mastery vis a vis general relation to the world, visible and invisible. But it appears that nothing in them suggests to them that this would be desirable. They are in the great city, wearing comfortable clothes, likely having paid thousands for the privilege.
More, as with many of these reservations about the ways of my country, the most troubling thing is that they likely see it as a virtue. Merely unpretentious good-hearted folks walking down a sidewalk.
Pretend, folks. Try it.