The New Zealand Herald

Neighbours, everybody needs web neighbours . . .

For people who can’t pluck up the courage to knock on the neighbours’ door, perhaps a virtual neighbourh­ood is a safer place than the real one

- Peter Calder Calder at large peter.calder@nzherald.co.nz

Good fences make good neighbours, the saying goes. Yet when a high fence goes up in my neighbourh­ood, I always have the sense that something is lost. A website launched nationally last week is based on the idea that the metaphoric­al fences we live behind are more impenetrab­le than the real ones. The site, neighbourl­y.co.nz, which has been running as a pilot scheme in the upscale harboursid­e suburb of St Heliers since February, is described as “a free and private social network” that “creates an easy way for neighbours to talk”.

My initial reaction, when I received my invitation to join, was that it was a sophistica­ted exercise in irony: an online community — located on a system known as the World Wide Web — made up of people who lived within earshot of each other. Surely someone was pulling my leg.

Not at all, said Neighbourl­y co-founder and managing director Casey Eden when I got him on the phone (he was in Australia at the time, which can be seen as in the neighbourh­ood, depending on how you define the word).

“In a perfect world,” he told me, “something like Neighbourl­y would not be needed. If you go back 20 or 30 years, your neighbourh­ood was your original social network. Your neighbours were the people you relied on, the people you saw if you needed to borrow a tool or get a babysitter. You couldn’t expand that network.”

I’m rattled by the contradict­ion. Isn’t a neighbourh­ood by definition something you can’t expand? Isn’t it the nearness of neighbours that makes them special?

Eden agrees that social networks — we

It sounds simple to walk over and knock on the door but for a lot of people it’s a

skill they’ve forgotten.

Casey Eden, Neighbourl­y co-founder

avoid the F word — create an illusion of engagement that makes actual engagement harder to manage. I’m reminded of the joke that Christmas is a day when everyone in the family gathers in one room and looks at their mobile phones.

Eden says when he and co-founder Shane Bradley asked around among their friends, “person after person said they didn’t know their neighbours”.

“It sounds simple to walk over and knock on the door but for a lot of people it’s a skill they’ve forgotten. Shane and I are big, confident guys who are happy to cold-call people in a sales environmen­t, and we realised we were terrified to walk next door to our neighbours’.”

All this seems beyond counterint­uitive. I’m almost twice the age of 32-year-old Eden, and my virtual life is only a pale shadow of my real one. By this I mean that I don’t check text messages while I am in the middle of a face-to-face conversati­on and I take exception when other people do. In short, I don’t know much about virtual life.

So you have every right to call me oldfashion­ed, but there’s something pretty bizarre about the idea of combating the isolation caused — or at least exacerbate­d — by the modern passion for living life online by joining an online group.

Perhaps the appropriat­e analogy is that of vaccinatio­n: a vaccine exposes us to a mild form of a disease in order to fortify us for a later battle with the real thing. But can it be true that meeting your neighbour in cyberspace makes it easier to meet them over the back fence? It seems to me that it would make it harder.

In the four houses that I have lived in as an adult, I’ve almost always known the neighbours. We’ve mowed each other’s lawns, shared fruit and veges, helped out when misfortune called.

So it’s not surprising that my invitation to join Neighbourl­y didn’t come from any of my neighbours. It came in an envelope addressed to “My Neighbour” at my address and when I registered and logged in (for research purposes only, you understand) I could see that none of them was signed up. (The invitation, Eden explains, would have been randomly generated at his office, because Neighbourl­y works when somebody picks up the idea and runs with it).

Unsurprisi­ngly, advertisin­g is coming, which is entirely reasonable. But it will be local businesses advertisin­g to locals, Eden says, “so it’s a win-win”.

That puzzles me, too. Surely the thing about neighbourh­ood businesses is that the neighbourh­ood already know about them. But then, I don’t know much about advertisin­g, either.

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