Since we left NC there has been a bit of a shift in culture. I always thought North Carolina was crazy-religious. RTP not so much, but as soon as you get away from the college belt in NC you could run into a bit of “Straw Dogs” action at any given moment. Even small towns like Hillsborough and Burlington has grocery co-ops and farmer markets … but small town Nebraska … Wal-Mart. Good thing I put stuff in the freezer for times like this.
And now that we are in Oklahoma it is so different. People are friendly and that is nice but every where we shop there is this in your face christian marketing. At a fuel stop on the way to Lawton there was a section for souvenirs, a lot of faux Native Americana that was “Made in China” (another rant altogether) and christian trinkets, clothing and such. At a truck stop? Seriously, you need a bit of fuel and maybe an iced beverage and oh yeah you need a foot tall plastic and metal cross and a hot pink t-shirt that says your heart belongs to Jeebus?
It’s not just that — there are the big ass trucks with low end lift kits complete with truck nuts and pro-Bush stickers. Never in my life will I understand why men have these trucks with the body lifted up but the differential is still low — it doesn’t help your clearance for off-road, it just makes you top heavy.. idiots.
I found some stickers amusing — like the Native American bitch slap on immigration. “Illegal immigration isn’t a new problem, we called it ‘WHITE PEOPLE’.” .. So full of awesome. Suck on that Republicans.
Anyhow, I had no idea really HOW narrow minded middle-America really was. Then … Election Day results … scary shit.
We arrived safely after a very long day. The smell of shitty weed and the drunken off-key rendition of “Stand By Your Man” fill the air.
If I hear banjos or any squealing we are out of here.
This is how I am feeling today. I am tired of people and news and things. I need to unplug and let go.
I am mortified by the overwhelming ignorance that is running rampant in this country and I want to escape to a place of reason and calm.
Stupid people scare the shit out of me, especially the ones that don’t know they’re stupid. When I was 8 my Daddy taught me the difference between ignorant and stupid and I can handle ignorant – as long as there is a will to understand – but STUPID there is just no need for it.
Out and about yesterday Himself spotted a pro-wolves bumper sticker. This always excites me to see others who love wolves and such. As we got closer we saw several enlightened stickers. The last one I saw before the driver flicked his cigarette butt out of his window said “What difference do you make?” with a lovely image of Earth.
I am not even kidding.
We got alongside him and I rolled down the window and shouted at him “WAY TO SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT — ASSHOLE!!”
Not the most zen thing to do — but it was better than my first instinct to jump out of the car, picking up the butt and flicking it BACK into his face.