what you need is a front porch.
you need a front porch, some sweet tea, and a dog who sleeps in the sun.
you need the mailman to bring along the mail in his usual slow style and you say, "joe! late again i see," and joe says, "no such thing as late when i'm bringin' your bills." you smile, say, sit down here a minute and help me figure out the world.
and he does. and you do. somehow or other, between the two of you, with no more than 20 years of schoolin' between ya, you figure out the world. and you get it pretty dang near right. and the sun sets low and joe is off again, to finish his route. so he can get home by dark and tell his wife what a good life it is delivering the mail.
what you don't need is wikipedia.
