The solution is for the people who are bothered by "suburban sprawl" to move either back into the inner city or way out to the country.
"Little Boxes" by Malvina Reynolds as sung by our commie friend Pete Seeger in 1962:
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same,
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
And the people in the houses
All went to the university
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same
And there's doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.
And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same,
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
Words and music by Malvina Reynolds.
Copyright 1962, Schroder Music Company
Nothing could describe the American Left more perfectly.
These are the people whose restrictive covenants empower a board to approve or disapprove the color that you paint the inside of your house.
These are the people who want laws "with teeth in them" to prevent you from smoking--even in your own home. (I don't smoke. Never have.)
These are the people who repeat the mantras dictated by Leftist leaders in Washington, TV, academia, and Hollywood: "Bush lied!" e.g.
These are the "commentators" who repeat the catchphrase du jour: "Everybody does it," e.g., "The Smartest Woman in the World," "Private Morality Has Nothing To Do with Public Performance," "Perjury Is Not an Impeachable Offence," et al. ad infinitum--and the morons who believe them and parrot their catchphrases.
These are the people who worship at the shrine of Camelot (which, like the original Camelot, existed only in the imagination) and still consider Jack and Jackie-O the epitome of greatness.
These are the people who shout down speakers and to whom freedom of speech is abhorrent.
These are the people who voted for Jimmy Carter, Bill Clinton, John Kerry, Michael Dukakis, and Al Gore.
These are the people who still have "Kerry" bumper stickers on their cars.
These are the people who want to commit hari kiri when their children don't get in an ivy league school.
These are the people who are slaves to popular culture and the latest fads.
These are the people who consider Barbra Streisand to be history's greatest soprano (and a great mind).
These are the people who read the New York Times, the "L.A. Times", the Boston Globe, and Time magazine and watch CNN and network news.
These are the mindnumbingly boring Leftists--the denizens of "The Mainstream Newsmedia", academia, Hollywood, and the Democrat Party--who would sell their souls for membership in the "Liberal Community" (an Orwellian misnomer, of course, there's nothing liberal about these people) and who would die to be on the A-list!
These are the people who are locked in the Leftist paradigm and thinks it's reality and who cannot imagine anything else.
These are the people who are Politically Correct!
These are the people who cannot be honest, even with themselves, and whose imagination is sclerotic.
For liberalism, imagination, and the joys of freedom, abandon these people and their mindnumbingly boring paradigm and submerge yourself in Middle America.
Maybe by example, you will help some of them break out of the paradigm,
And, even if you don't, you will save yourself. (It's like trying to save someone who is drowning. Don't let him drown you in the process.)