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I always understood the term to be “wrong/other side of the tracks”, referencing a shabbier part of town semi-walled off by the railroad tracks and defined by railroad baggage (industrial sprawl, slums, diversions for traveling men and vagrants).
But what could “the wrong side of the street” mean? Less sun on backyard gardens, resulting in nutrition-related degeneracy? Insufficiently up to date because the newspaper carrier doesn’t deliver until he completes the right side and loops back, after people have eaten breakfast and gone to work? Feng shui dictating that residents will be No Better Than They Should Be?
Does this dichotomy exists on every street, or just on a very specific avenue bisected down the middle by some cosmic form of gerrymandering?
An is the lady to be shunned because she grabbed her admittedly old-fashioned hat, presumably left her worry on the doorstep, and directed her feet to the sunny, and correct, side of the street? Does her rejection of geographic fate damn her in the eyes of those already there?
September 24, 2018 at 2:12 pm
“Inga : She-Wolf of the Goldwyn Girls”
September 24, 2018 at 9:17 pm
I always understood the term to be “wrong/other side of the tracks”, referencing a shabbier part of town semi-walled off by the railroad tracks and defined by railroad baggage (industrial sprawl, slums, diversions for traveling men and vagrants).
But what could “the wrong side of the street” mean? Less sun on backyard gardens, resulting in nutrition-related degeneracy? Insufficiently up to date because the newspaper carrier doesn’t deliver until he completes the right side and loops back, after people have eaten breakfast and gone to work? Feng shui dictating that residents will be No Better Than They Should Be?
Does this dichotomy exists on every street, or just on a very specific avenue bisected down the middle by some cosmic form of gerrymandering?
An is the lady to be shunned because she grabbed her admittedly old-fashioned hat, presumably left her worry on the doorstep, and directed her feet to the sunny, and correct, side of the street? Does her rejection of geographic fate damn her in the eyes of those already there?
September 24, 2018 at 9:55 pm
I’m pretty sure the wrong side of the street is the one we live on, unless it’s just the wrong street.
September 24, 2018 at 11:55 pm
OR
September 25, 2018 at 12:26 am
SO excited!