The bustling pace of urban life is often seen as an affront to those who have only known the relative peace of pastoral living. The two lifestyles are presented as opposite sides of the same coin, with neither capable of existing with the other—on account of the fact that the encroaching bounds of metropolitan life dissolve the countryside like a seltzer tablet in a glass of water.
This story originated from a user who claimed to have found it in a comment on a different Reddit thread, neglecting to provide an exact source or correct attribution. Commenters who sought to come up with a source themselves couldn't agree on where the story had originated… though one thing remains certain: Stories such as this float like folklore amidst many communities, with farmers, such as this one, standing as mythological figures locked in a struggle against the lines of an ever-approaching urban society.
Certainly, these stories can and should be linked to real people and real events, but they mostly stand as a representation of the sentiments rural communities have for ever-increasing populations and the development of agricultural areas into concrete jungles and sprawling suburban hellscapes. Talk to anyone who grew up next to fields that are now filled with houses, and, with certainty, they'll tell you a local story oddly reminiscent of one such as this.
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