Greenwich is a town of proximity. Neighbors meet at the library, in the pews of churches and synagogues, on the sidelines of youth soccer, and in the lines of the Avenue’s coffee shops. In these places, people speak, listen, and— most importantly—recognize one another. This recognition is the foundation of civic life.

Increasingly, however, such recognition is obscured by the glow of screens. Social media, designed ostensibly to connect, too often serves instead to corrode. It promises conversation but delivers performance. It suggests community but cultivates mobs. The algorithms reward not reflection but reaction, not patience but fury. In this way, it has become less a public square than a coliseum, where shouting replaces dialogue and the most manipulative voice prevails.

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