Dear Neighbor

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Ground Level

  • Publication: East Hampton Press
  • Published on: Dec 11, 2025
  • Columnist: Marilee Foster

Congratulations on your new windows. They certainly are big. They certainly are see-through. You must be thrilled with the way they removed even more of that wall and replaced it with glass. It must make it easier to see what is going on in your house even when the internet is down. And security is everything.

Which explains the windows. Nothing will make you feel more secure than imagining yourself looking over the rear-yard setback from these massive sheets of structural glass. Staring at the wall has well-known deleterious impact, and windows the size of movie screens are the bold rejection of architectural convention and mind control. These windows say “Hell no!” to the notion of a home protecting you, providing you with privacy. What you’ve got instead is a glinting tribute to the greater implacability of your individual security.

Every window, except maybe those stained glass jobbies so popular with houses of worship, has the distinction of killing the occasional bird. Birds, as we all know, have very small brains, even smaller than ours are becoming. And while some birds have learned all sorts of adaptive behavior, glass presents an intellectual barrier they cannot exceed. Nor are they, like women, large enough to break it without being mortally wounded. (Turkeys appear to be the only exception. So if you are building near a flock of turkeys, you may want to consider some netting.)

At any rate, back to the things with small brains. You know, because of your work in risk assessment, that thinking small is as dangerous as staring at the aforementioned wall. In fact, it is metaphorically the same thing. Birds, as glass shows us, are small thinkers, and they, unlike women, cannot see the invisible wall in front of them.

Besides, they carry flu. Those wild ones help send up the cost of eggs. Better to get rid of them.

Congratulations on your new windows. Congratulations on doing your part.

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