Urban vs. Rural; What's to be done?
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If your only choice is between deer and armed robbery, then I guess we should go nice and quietly with the gangsters.
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You guess right.
Congratulations, have a road.
Glad that’s settled.
"Hey varmints, don't mess with a guy that's riding a buffalo"
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Those Carolina/mountain roads are among the most beautiful roads I've ever driven on, but the key word is driven. If I am in the passenger seat for them, I will get motion sick as a motherfucker. Its like you pay for the beauty as a passenger with nauseau. If I'm not driving, shotgun is the second best choice. Put me in the backseat, and I will vomit out the window. But the scenery up there is spectacular. I don't know if my motion sickness is something you get used to living there, or if it is just innate.
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Motion Sicknessheydaralon wrote: ↑Mon Jan 07, 2019 6:55 pmThose Carolina/mountain roads are among the most beautiful roads I've ever driven on, but the key word is driven. If I am in the passenger seat for them, I will get motion sick as a motherfucker. Its like you pay for the beauty as a passenger with nauseau. If I'm not driving, shotgun is the second best choice. Put me in the backseat, and I will vomit out the window. But the scenery up there is spectacular. I don't know if my motion sickness is something you get used to living there, or if it is just innate.
You're genetically inferior
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Nah, he's just True Floridian.C-Mag wrote: ↑Mon Jan 07, 2019 7:12 pmMotion Sicknessheydaralon wrote: ↑Mon Jan 07, 2019 6:55 pmThose Carolina/mountain roads are among the most beautiful roads I've ever driven on, but the key word is driven. If I am in the passenger seat for them, I will get motion sick as a motherfucker. Its like you pay for the beauty as a passenger with nauseau. If I'm not driving, shotgun is the second best choice. Put me in the backseat, and I will vomit out the window. But the scenery up there is spectacular. I don't know if my motion sickness is something you get used to living there, or if it is just innate.
You're genetically inferior
You get used to it over time.
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Wisdom from Ol Remus at the Woodpile Report
A long while ago I took a side trip to a city known for its exquisite legacy architecture. Behind a particularly attractive building there was park-like grounds with benches, one of which was occupied by an older gentleman. We said our hellos, then he commented on my Leica M2, so we got to talking of the resolution and contrast of Zeiss versus Leitz, the merits of uncoated lenses, and other arcane stuff.
We broke no new ground, it was merely a pleasant talk with a knowledgeable counterpart.
Alas. There came a time when he understood I was not merely from out of town but, in his mind, from "nowhere". His demeanor changed. He didn't visibly frost over like a special effect, but there was a subtle distancing edging toward imminent dismissal. I had transformed myself into a specimen.
In later years it has been my pleasure to speak with fellow travelers "trapped behind the lines" in big cities. Yet for all their comradery and commiseration, they eventually announce themselves as urban Ubermensch in some way. If I really were the cynic I am by reputation, I'd say it was malicious. I prefer to believe it a conversational plinth so tempting its deployment is nearly involuntary.
In extreme form, urban people live like colonists running a profitable trading post by way of royal charter. While their trade is attractive, they themselves are not. They assume their standards to be universal by celestial warrant, much as did the arrogant collectivists from DC that infested Appalachia in the 1930s. Although it was they who were intruders, it was we who were outside the consensus.
It's far worse now. Urban America feels duty bound to misunderstand and misrepresent the rest of the country in support of their cultural template. Where the sidewalks end the "other" begins, so no insult is too outrageous, no lie too preposterous. It's almost understandable, moderation may signal weakness to the circling cullers of the herd.
They've been so successful in excluding the working class from their cities the populist upwelling shocks and confuses them. For instance, the outsider readily sees they conflate the manipulation of wealth with wealth itself. Surely investment banking and advertising are higher callings than oil drilling and farming. And oil drillers and farmers don't have a degree in finance and advertising, therefore and ipso facto and duh, higher calling. So there. Wealth itself? A mere demesne to support and serve their betters.
Such self-congratulation reminds me of old joke."It's said the human mind is the highest achievement of nature, but look what's telling us that." C'mon, these are people who name routine storms as if they'd battled vengeful gods.
A long while ago I took a side trip to a city known for its exquisite legacy architecture. Behind a particularly attractive building there was park-like grounds with benches, one of which was occupied by an older gentleman. We said our hellos, then he commented on my Leica M2, so we got to talking of the resolution and contrast of Zeiss versus Leitz, the merits of uncoated lenses, and other arcane stuff.
We broke no new ground, it was merely a pleasant talk with a knowledgeable counterpart.
Alas. There came a time when he understood I was not merely from out of town but, in his mind, from "nowhere". His demeanor changed. He didn't visibly frost over like a special effect, but there was a subtle distancing edging toward imminent dismissal. I had transformed myself into a specimen.
In later years it has been my pleasure to speak with fellow travelers "trapped behind the lines" in big cities. Yet for all their comradery and commiseration, they eventually announce themselves as urban Ubermensch in some way. If I really were the cynic I am by reputation, I'd say it was malicious. I prefer to believe it a conversational plinth so tempting its deployment is nearly involuntary.
In extreme form, urban people live like colonists running a profitable trading post by way of royal charter. While their trade is attractive, they themselves are not. They assume their standards to be universal by celestial warrant, much as did the arrogant collectivists from DC that infested Appalachia in the 1930s. Although it was they who were intruders, it was we who were outside the consensus.
It's far worse now. Urban America feels duty bound to misunderstand and misrepresent the rest of the country in support of their cultural template. Where the sidewalks end the "other" begins, so no insult is too outrageous, no lie too preposterous. It's almost understandable, moderation may signal weakness to the circling cullers of the herd.
They've been so successful in excluding the working class from their cities the populist upwelling shocks and confuses them. For instance, the outsider readily sees they conflate the manipulation of wealth with wealth itself. Surely investment banking and advertising are higher callings than oil drilling and farming. And oil drillers and farmers don't have a degree in finance and advertising, therefore and ipso facto and duh, higher calling. So there. Wealth itself? A mere demesne to support and serve their betters.
Such self-congratulation reminds me of old joke."It's said the human mind is the highest achievement of nature, but look what's telling us that." C'mon, these are people who name routine storms as if they'd battled vengeful gods.
PLATA O PLOMO
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Re: Urban vs. Rural; What's to be done?
It's because Smitty called you a hayseed, isn't it?
"Hey varmints, don't mess with a guy that's riding a buffalo"
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Oh, it gonna be like dat now, huh????
Us hayseeds DGAF
BTW, Carlus, you got a link for that? It's good stuff.
Us hayseeds DGAF
BTW, Carlus, you got a link for that? It's good stuff.
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In case either of you were looking for a new profile pic.
"Hey varmints, don't mess with a guy that's riding a buffalo"