In "Gone Baby Gone," an absorbing movie, there's an interesting exchange between Casey Affleck's character, a private investigator who's lived his whole life in South Boston, and that of Ed Harris, a Boston Police detective who's investigating a young local girl's kidnapping. Affleck tells Harris he'll be more adept at convincing people to talk to them because he grew up in Southie. Harris replies that he's lived in Boston for more years than Affleck's been alive. Affleck looks unconvinced.
The scene has stuck with me this week, as I've decided to stay awhile longer in the city that I'm starting to call home. When does one actually start to call it that?
Thanks to Benedict Anderson for the post's title. His book deserves some sort of special award for appearing in at least one third of all humanities' and social sciences' college syllabi, right? I remember reading the first chapter, and while it was interesting, couldn't help but think, He really needs a whole book to explain this point?
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