I find that, in general, self-imposed isolation (for instance, a cajun-only motorcycle club) usually results in me being around a bunch of folks that I have nothing in common with, other than the fact that we are all cajun. It's kind of like, hanging out with folks I work with. We didn't gradually slowly evolve into a crowd of people with like interests that have fun together, we were all sort of thrown into this situation by necessity.
Some of my greatest experiences in life have been shared with the people that I have surrounded myself with because of who they are as a person (hobbies, presonality, etc.), not who they are as an object (racially, religiously, etc.).
Just my thoughts.
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