When I lived out in the county as a child, I frequently did "volunteer fire fighting", as many of the more "Devil may care" types that have inherited farms (and dont really want to operate them) would do seasonal burning WITHOUT doing the requisite prevention steps first, and WITHOUT proper fire spotting support crews to ensure the burn is safe and controlled.
As a consequence, fires raging down roadside ditches, getting into tree rows, escaping into adjacent hay pasture land, et al-- were all very dubiously common (and likely still are.)
It is not that I particularly enjoyed beating dangerous tall grass fires out with a burlap sack; Or even that I particularly liked my neighbors who I was assisting with that action-- It was more enlightened self interest. The people with the pasture land have a strong vested interest in keeping their pasture NOT ON FIRE. As such, they were (and I bet still are) very grateful when people prevent damage to their haycrop from less scrupulous (and often fucking lazy) "farmers" they have as neighbors. Nobody can be there all the time to keep that from happening, but they remember when you do them good turns, and will watch your back for your property in return, as it is the only right thing to do. (The last thing you want to find when you come home, is that your house is gone, because the uncontrolled fire raged through your lawn and ignited your propane tank-- then continued burning, caught your barn on fire, killed your lifestock, etc.)
In less populous areas, it is possible for everyone within many miles coverage to know everyone else, and to have such tightly knit social support against calamity. This is not true in a civic environment. Humans are just not equipped to deal with social networks of that size or complexity, and this favors the production of "Fuck you all" behaviors.