I’ve been thinking about that old saying, “Good fences make good neighbors.” While we often focus on the negatives of division, it seems of late we’ve completely forgotten the benefits of boundaries.
There seems to be this push for countries to be borderless, for rules to be bent — even outright broken — without consequence, for property to be commandeered, for privacy to be stripped, for constants to be fluid, for basic truths to be upended.
We’ve seemingly forgotten where the boundaries of rights and responsibilities belong. Instead, we’re treated daily to a deluge of blurred lines and shifting moral sands. And what’s the inevitable result of that? Disorder. Chaos. We’ve come unmoored.
I wasn’t certain of the origins of the saying. It’s attributed to Robert Frost’s 1914 poem, “Mending Wall,” though it likely harkens back much earlier to an old proverb. Frost appears…
