Wallace would agree:
Now, it is just here that true poetic civilization differs from that paltry and mechanical civilization that holds us all in bondage. Bad customs are universal and rigid, like modern militarism. Good customs are universal and varied, like native chivalry and self-defence. Both the good and the bad civilization cover us as with a canopy, and protect us from all that is outside. But a good civilization spreads over us freely like a tree, varying and yielding because it is alive. A bad civilization stands up and sticks out above us like an umbrella – artificial, mathematical in shape; not merely universal, but uniform. So it is with the contrast between the substances that vary and the substances that are the same wherever they penetrate. By a wise doom of heaven men were commanded to eat cheese, but not the same cheese.
Make certain to read the entire thing.
I have a feeling Chesterton would be horrified at the plastic shrink-wrapped blocks of Standard Cheddar Cheese in my refrigerator.
Or Velveeta. He’d probably fall over dead at the thought.
But, I have crafty soap! Handmade by my mother in law! Maybe the cheese will eventually follow.