You don’t have to live in El Cerrito, California, or have ever used Nextdoor, for this essay to resonate. What if the nice lady across the street who organizes a monthly dinner for our block uses Nextdoor? What if my neighbor already told everyone that the woman who moved into the house on the corner is an asshole? Does everyone I see on the street think I’m an asshole? Do I have to go crawling back to my hometown and get a job at the car seat manufacturing plant?