Anti-Socialism

I have come to the conclusion that I am basically an anti-social person. I can count my friends on one hand and that includes their spouses. I have many aquaintances and I am liked, at least on a personal level by my peers, supervisors and staff members in my charge but friends I have few.

Even in my plans for retirement I would prefer to live in the woods and far enough away from my neighbors not to see or hear them. I see myself in a few years as a cantankerous, old hermit shooting at revenoors, Jehovahs witnesses and strangers coming to my mountain to either tax me, sell me something or convert me.

But wait! Maybe I am looking at this the wrong way. Maybe I am becoming Thoreau contemplating nature at Walden Pond. I can become a great writer and this blog is what started it. Okay, I know I am stretching the point.

Lets get back to anti-socialism. What are the benefits of having few friends?

1. You save money because you don't have to go out to satisfy your friends social needs.
2. You save money on birthday and anniversary gifts and you don't recieve gifts that you don't want. Which is a good thing because it is hard to re-gift when you have a few friends.
3. You don't have to visit tourist attractions, such as Quilt museums, that your friend's wife wants to see and you would rather have a tooth pulled than spend another 5 minutes hearing "Look at the fine stitchery" again.
4. You don't have to keep the house clean because someone may show up unexpectedly.

I wonder if living in Brooklyn is the reason for my anti-social tendencies. Statistics show approximately 2,600,000 people live in the 72 square miles of Brooklyn. If you include doubled up families and undocumented aliens that figure can exceed 3,000,000 people. If I lived in New Paultz, a charming hamlet in upstate New York, would I still feel like running to a log cabin in the Catskills? Probably. After all Everyone is only concerned with their wants and needs which conflicts with my wants and needs. If everyone else was concerned with my wants and needs and made every effort to accommodate me without any resentment, I would find that acceptable.

Until I become a sultan and Ilana lets me have a harem, I have no choice than to remain a social outcast and aspire to a life of ascetic self-imposed exile to a cabin on Walden pond.

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