Hick County
This place is wearing on me like it did growing up here. (check us out: Hick County Homepage )
Everyone in this town works their ass off trying to be just like every one else.
Someone needs to tell them that the world does not end at the county line. We are citizens of the world, not just of Hick County.
Around here, music means classic rock or country. Period. (Nothing wrong with that, I listen to a little of those too...)
I listen to Gothic, punk, alternative, jazz, R&B, soul, classical, techno, industrial, you name it... Anything but polka...LOL I have friends around the world, (online) and from all religions and races. If most of the people here knew I had friends that were Pagan, or wiccan, or heaven forbid Agnostic, I would probably be burned at the stake. I was once called a liberal because I eat tofu.... lol... let alone my political views, which I try never to discuss in a crowd of "these people"...lol I am known as the local she-woman man-hating feminist liberal...Ha!
I get so tired of know-it-alls who never think outside the box... I love art, and poetry, and good literature... I crave intelligent conversation, on literature, philosophy, religion... I want to be able to buy really good clothes without driving 250 miles... (I HATE Wal-Mart!) I long for coffee shops, with real cappuchino, not the powdered kind that sputters out of a machine like bad hot cocoa... A book store with a good selection, a music store that actually has the music I want (Cooper Temple Clause is an unheard of group in this God-forsaken place!!) I want to get my nose pierced without losing my job. (Yes, I was told I can't work where I work with my nose pierced!)
My house is probably the only one for miles that is decorated in modern furniture and artwork... (95% of all homes here are done in "cutsey" country... ) I like a good glass of wine, not a bottle of beer sitting on the tailgate of someone's pick up truck...
All women are expected to be sweet little things, quiet, "respectful"... that isn't me either! I am tough, intelligent, and that scares most rednecks...
What am I still doing here??
I wanted my son to go to a small school.(like this one, where I grew up going) Not one with rampant drugs, and teen pregnancies, and security guards... They bend over backwards for his special needs here...
I suppose this is a small price to pay for my son, but I will be 49 years old when he is 18... Will I be too old to start my *real* life then????
Everyone in this town works their ass off trying to be just like every one else.
Someone needs to tell them that the world does not end at the county line. We are citizens of the world, not just of Hick County.
Around here, music means classic rock or country. Period. (Nothing wrong with that, I listen to a little of those too...)
I listen to Gothic, punk, alternative, jazz, R&B, soul, classical, techno, industrial, you name it... Anything but polka...LOL I have friends around the world, (online) and from all religions and races. If most of the people here knew I had friends that were Pagan, or wiccan, or heaven forbid Agnostic, I would probably be burned at the stake. I was once called a liberal because I eat tofu.... lol... let alone my political views, which I try never to discuss in a crowd of "these people"...lol I am known as the local she-woman man-hating feminist liberal...Ha!
I get so tired of know-it-alls who never think outside the box... I love art, and poetry, and good literature... I crave intelligent conversation, on literature, philosophy, religion... I want to be able to buy really good clothes without driving 250 miles... (I HATE Wal-Mart!) I long for coffee shops, with real cappuchino, not the powdered kind that sputters out of a machine like bad hot cocoa... A book store with a good selection, a music store that actually has the music I want (Cooper Temple Clause is an unheard of group in this God-forsaken place!!) I want to get my nose pierced without losing my job. (Yes, I was told I can't work where I work with my nose pierced!)
My house is probably the only one for miles that is decorated in modern furniture and artwork... (95% of all homes here are done in "cutsey" country... ) I like a good glass of wine, not a bottle of beer sitting on the tailgate of someone's pick up truck...
All women are expected to be sweet little things, quiet, "respectful"... that isn't me either! I am tough, intelligent, and that scares most rednecks...
What am I still doing here??
I wanted my son to go to a small school.(like this one, where I grew up going) Not one with rampant drugs, and teen pregnancies, and security guards... They bend over backwards for his special needs here...
I suppose this is a small price to pay for my son, but I will be 49 years old when he is 18... Will I be too old to start my *real* life then????
1 Comments:
Thank you... I always thought that the path of life that brought me here wanted me to teach these people to be more open minded... Ha! But at least they are not closing mine....
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