A weekend ago, my two sons had a sleep over at one of their
friend’s house not more than five miles away from my home. It was on a Friday
night and my wife and I had finally succumbed to their importunate plea to hang
out with friends. It wasn’t a bad idea after all; it gave us an opportunity to
catch up with some of the movies trending at the theatre, particularly,
“Skyfall”.
The next day being Saturday, I set out to pick the boys up
after a text message came through which stated, “Ready”. In my aptness, I guess
I’m supposed to extrapolate the word and then draw an interpretation and act on
it. Well, that’s Text Message for you or technically Short Message Service
(SMS). It has overtaken every other form of known communication medium to
become the most fashionable, the most economical and frankly the most popular
amongst young people.
Off I went.
Driving up the windy and undulating Hill country road at about ten in
the morning encrypted a fresh appreciation in my psyche for the topography of
the quaint Texas capital. I’ve lived in Houston for many years and sort of grew
out of the boring flatness of its landscape. Austin had the character that
rejuvenated my appetite for the
outdoors: the staggered hilly knolls, the
falling ravines, the towering rocks (limestone) or boulders quarried by its
founders to create tunnel-like passage-ways and the dense greenly shrubs,
acacia trees and so on, all too inviting for outdoor adventurists. Oh, must I
forget the
Colorado River, which snaked its way through the center of town
westward, offering a bluish basin so proper for all ranges of water sport.
As I looked up through the glass roof of my car, the sky
appeared clad in perfect whiteness, very bright and illuminating, without the usual
amorphous spots of dark grayish cloud often seen travelling in the direction of
the wind. I could sense the temperature outside without checking the reading on
my dashboard: very chilly, biting and eerily silent would be my way of
describing the cold.
In no time, I was in the vicinity of the neighborhood where
my children had spent the night. One problem though, there was a gateway
leading to the subdivision, which required a resident or a visitor in my case
to either remotely deactivate the gate or simply input an assigned code to
drive through to where I am going. What is it with this gate thing? I murmured to
myself in my vernacular.
“Gates” or “Fences”, if you will, are not some kind of
modern construct that is foreign to me. Not at all! In fact, I grew up around
fences and I’ve been on the other side of a fence looking out. Back in Nigeria,
every single Dick and Harry live behind fences or some representation of it.
Mud fence, wooden fence, and lately Steel fence, it’s not a big deal. I know
all about fences. I simply needed to pick up my sons and I hadn’t planned to be
put through some hoops. In the meantime, my boys were not picking up their
phones so as to have their host grant me a temporary access. Of course, they
preferred texting and most times their phones are on silent mode.
All these
argument raged in me while I waited to pull in behind a resident. The truth is
that wherever gates are fitted, whether in Africa or America, their main
objective is to restrict access and keep away un-invited humans and possibly
aliens.
Gated Communities have
become a trend in America since the late eighties and steadily rising. It is
believed that rise in crime rate, which is an inherent flaw of rapid
urbanization is to be blamed.
So new communities and old communities are quickly fitted
and retrofitted respectively with access gates, sometimes, with sophisticated
surveillance equipments depending on how affluent the neighborhood is.
Joblessness, a direct fall out from our economic woes plus the varying
debilitating cycles of natural disasters America experienced has put people on
edge. The primordial reaction is to
guard the little you possess.
Drawing inference from the book, “
In Fortress America: Gated Communities in the United States”, it argues that the trend is a reflection of
America, which is rapidly being sheared by income gap, race and economic
opportunity. “Gates” do create impassioned social distance among people based
on the aforementioned. As a social phenomenon, as much as it offers some degree
of privacy and protection, it is argued by critics, that it re-enforces in a
subtle manner, the pains of our dark past… discrimination
and segregation. What do you think?
Dr. Edwin Ndukwe
Austin, Texas