You do lose track of things going on back home out here at what one local calls “the edge of the world.”
Despite modern connectivity, distance matters; the daily need to live up to what’s happening in the center fades.
The Ukrainian War is still going on, right?
Though that's an overstatement, obviously, and a bad joke given such a despair filled and angering event, when a teacher here tells yu he wants his students to waste less food and so walks them up to the rice paddies nearby, you glimpse how a place remote enough make its own rules about how to live in the web of nature and among other people.
Yes, on this circumference, far too much of that web and far too many of those relationships show up as shame culture, patriarchy, and intractable dysfunction, the unhappiness, repression, and poverty all that causes also crying out for revolution.
Still, not much about the shamelessness, materialism, or current holocaust going on back at the center suggests direction, beckons as answer, or demonstrates what will hold . . . or should be held onto.