Young turks, crass riff raff, a foot in the door and then gradually elbowing their way in. Desperate to control, a sign of the times.
The genteel, old fogies, value systems constrained, constricted and then crowded out, shown the door.
Welcome to a world where the work in process, the unfinished product wins.
No democracy, no dialogue, no discourse, no discussion, no disagreement, no debate, no dissent permitted. Orthodoxy, regressiveness, close mindedness, base instinct, fascism out-shout and out manouvre libertinarians, free thinkers, contrarians, the sensitive, the thoughtful, the forward looking. And a once-flourishing locality sinks into a black hole.
Before it happens in our neighbourhoods, it happens in our minds. Save that piece of real estate.