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The Day That Small Town US Stormed The World Stage

For its fans, Small Town America is the heart of the country. It is the rose-tinted paintings of Norman Rockwell, neighbour helping neighbour, the farmer working hard by day and relaxing by night on his porch with family around him and Jesus at his shoulder. It is also the original article: Small towns were the first settlements, and, in the minds of millions, they resemble, more than the corrupted cities, the solid values of the first settlers.

"I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a 'community organiser'" she said, with a dig at Mr Obama's previous occupation. "Except that you have actual responsibilities."

Beyond talk of the economy, of health care, Iraq or global warming, this election is now set to be a replay of the Clinton-Obama primary battle earlier this year: Mr Obama representing the city dwellers, Mr McCain – egged on by Mrs Palin – the God-fearing, duck-hunting, hard-working countryside.

Mrs Palin has given what was a demoralised party a narrative they can run with: It is a narrative that says troubled times are the best times to return to the honest and simple values of hunting, fishing, hard work and Jesus.

Well, I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probably die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic, that's me

But I've seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an L.A. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she's small town just like me

No, I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good enough for me


Sep. 6th, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
I watched The Daily Show segment where they tried to get delegates at the GOP convention to explain what Small Town Values were. I grew up in small towns, so I feel confident in reporting that Small Town Values are largely about hating people that are different than you, and liking people that are like you, unless they think they're better en you, then you hate them too.

As long as you're white, Christian, straight, you'll love the McCain/Palin White House. 'Cept, they got money and think they're better en you.
Sep. 7th, 2008 01:41 am (UTC)
I'm really fucking sick of the word "narrative" in regards to politics.
Sep. 7th, 2008 03:16 am (UTC)
Oh, Leonard...you are one of my favorite reads, and this is why. With your permission, I'm linking my buds to you.

I figured out, a few years ago, that I'm a snob. I DO look down on places whose predominant culture is xenophobic, superstitious, jingoistic and anti-intellectual, but lots of us who are like that feel like we shouldn't be, and that's a shame.

Dave Barry, when he turned 40, wrote a column consisting of various lessons he'd learned over the years, and the one that stuck with me was "If you're nice to me but rude to the waiter, you're not a nice person." That's how I look at some of these "heartland Americans"--sometimes they do nice things, but that's different than being a nice person.
Sep. 7th, 2008 12:34 pm (UTC)
Immediately Archived as Awesome.
Sep. 7th, 2008 03:48 pm (UTC)
Sep. 7th, 2008 05:07 pm (UTC)
Quoted without permission:

Small town romance
Back seat for a bed
Nothings must be whispered
Rumours must be fed

Small town romance
Everyone knows your mind
They peep from faded curtains
They read your valentines

O you got to get away
O you got to get away
O you got to get away
O they can’t stand love in a small town

They knew you when you were weaning
They knew you when you were grown
They think they know all about you
They’ll never leave you alone

Small town romance
There’s too many jealousies
Old maids with long gone lovers
Old flames with bad memories

O you better get away
O you better get away
O you better get away
O they can’t stand love in a small town

Midnight packing and leaving
Note pinned upon the sheets
Tail lights off in the distance
A ride through the painted streets

O small town romance
They’d still break you if they could
They’d always say I told you so
She never was no good

See she never loved him anyway
See she never loved him anyway
See she never loved him anyway
O you can’t have love in a small town

See she never loved him anyway
See she never loved him anyway
See she never loved him anyway
O you can’t have love in a small town

(by the mighty Richard Thompson
Sep. 7th, 2008 07:19 pm (UTC)
Sep. 8th, 2008 01:15 pm (UTC)
Conservatives Are from Mars, Liberals Are from San Francisco

Wait... this was written by a conservative?


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Leonard Pierce is a freelance writer wandering around Texas with no sleep or sense of direction. If you give him money he will write something for you. If you are nice to him he may come to your house and get drunk.

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