Hillbilly headquarters (income, moving, activity)

[MistyVT]

Originally Posted by mmccul

Was he really from West Virginia? I somehow missed that part. -mmccul

I missed that part too! I love that movie! What part of WV? We are still in the process of buying our "humble" home in Bluefield. We aren't into making any statements...just want a getaway from our life in VT. VT is considered the cousin state to WV with the same reputation. I hope that helps some....however, I would say the attitude of the transplant is important. I won't be a transplant...I will be more like a "cutting" that visits a few times a year....in my "humble" abode...I must add. The home we are buying needs "everything" on our tight budget...I must say that $15,000 in power poles and wiring would have fixed up our entire home!

[Hinton Bound]

Originally Posted by JRLudi

What I find degrading is your attitude! Have you ever been to WV? Would "the locals" find it degrading if you built a "NICE HOME"? What do you think we live in, cardboard huts? Do us a favor and wherever you are, find the nearest lake and jump in. We don't want you polluting our water, after all our hogs's got drink that stuff.

Hilarious! "hogs's (sic) got drink that stuff". I nearly spit coffee out my nose.

I found a great refigerator box last week, it made a wonderful in-law suite.

[snorpus]

Dang! I was hopin' to use that fridge for an outhouse.

[westvissouri]

Originally Posted by David Kennedy

I tried to give you points for that post, JR, but I'll have to wait...

I can stand on my deck and see several homes..from a double-wide installed in 1980 and being re-done by a couple of new kids who are fixing it up...they are quiet...

On the other side of the hill is the 400k home of Mr. A$$hole. He built last year...came into the neighborhood, told everybody what he was going to do...needed their land for his UTE Right-of ways and such...knew they wouldn't mind...

When my neice saw the electric power trucks in her front yard she said to the Foreman. "Get those GD trucks out of my yard or I will shoot holes in your tires!"

Mr. A$$hole came to parley...Neice said. "SEE that fence? That means THIS is my land...take your greasy a$$ over their and stay there! (neice is a nurse with a Masters, and she was using it that day)

House is complete...looks good...now the only problem is the moto-cross races each summer evenings and sundays...as Mr. A$$hole came to our part of the country to ride his bikes...breakneck speeds (everyone is hoping) and dirt and dust in the air for hours...not to even mention the noise.
They built a racetrack on the 7 acres around the house...

Not really a gripeto me...but big dogs are...they leave big piles of excretement in the yard...

Mr. A$$hole does not have any big dogs...as my neighbor, Jeff said this fall..."if he gets some dogs, I'll be waitin'....you know the rule, Dave...any dog on my land gets a shot!"

Is this attitude transference? Nah! Neighbors are just wanting a little respect and not getting it..

My neice laughed at the 5 power poles and price it took to get the UTES to Mr A$$holes home...about 15k.
If he had come in peace, he could have got the job done for free.

She's a local and lives in a NICE HOME too! And I'm very proud to say she is my neice.

That sounds a lot like my neighborhood over here on the creek. A similar Mr. A$$hole came through, built a house, and then built a motocross track to let his a$$ and his bratty kids make a bunch of racket riding their bikes.

About this thread in general though, all I can say is...wow. But I'm not going to weigh in here seeing as he's already had his beatin'.

[harborlady]

Originally Posted by David Kennedy

Is this attitude transference? Nah! Neighbors are just wanting a little respect and not getting it..

My neice laughed at the 5 power poles and price it took to get the UTES to Mr A$$holes home...about 15k.
If he had come in peace, he could have got the job done for free.

She's a local and lives in a NICE HOME too! And I'm very proud to say she is my neice.

Mr A$$hole comes in many forms, but I'd say it characterizes too much of America nowadays. While I can appreciate the sensibility of not apologizing to anyone for standing in your own shoes, there's a point where boundary issues get warped and common spaces are thought of as army of one entitlement. The road is mine, my tax dollars paid for it, get off my road. There's only one god, that god is mine, the rest of you losers can step off because daddy loves me best. This is my country and if you don't like me in your face in your house, you can leave.

You see it at the supermarket too. Folks blocking the aisle to catch up on social hour completely oblivious to anyone else trying to shop. You say excuse me, and they turn around and give you a look as if to say; how dare you interrupt my conversation. I was once on a train and a man was screaming at his wife on a cell phone with the most vile language you can imagine. The 100 other passengers in that car having to listen to intimate details of his abusive relationship meant absolutely nothing to him.

People are so wrapped up in what they want they've all but given up any pretense of being self aware/ self conscious, and particularly, having any respect/ awareness of other people. Just mow right over the orchard because some shiny thing a quarter mile away has their attention. National ADD. Narcissism reigns supreme. No consequences, do what you want, it's all just a video game.

I'm not so irrational to expect that people devoid of self respect are too emotionally impoverished to manage giving any respect. I'm more disturbed by what passes for culture or ethics these days, and that lack of self respect so pernicious to common courtesy/ decency it shows no sign of abating anytime soon. This is my sad America.

Hussle and flow of the world I've had to survive in yielded me a life not compatible with who I really am. A dozen circumstantial hats you have to wear to adapt to an illness. Learn the cannibal language and remain fluent as the law of the jungle dictates. Gotta do, gotta be, this is how it's done. OK.
Q: How much does that cost in terms other than $$$?
A: Everything worth having.

WV'ns often ask what made me come here as if I weren't right in the head. It defies words so I say pace of life. There's so much more to it, but impossible to answer.

Anyone out there with an ounce of envy in their heart over Mr A$$hole... I can think of fewer people I'd pity more. Poverty isn't always in dollars.

[Bobilee]

Originally Posted by Georgia

Jolo,
Ok, if you love Jesus and enjoy handling snakes (that would be the ones with doze triangly head and two sharp needle teeth) then you will get along just fine in Jolo

I frankly am glad that WV didn't make snake-handling illegal like KY or TN. If someone wants to test their faith that way I think its perfectly fine. It is funny what society views as acceptable, and not. It's a perfectly normal activity to tie a piece of elastic around your ankles and jump off a 300 foot bridge. But what if that activity were connected to a religious practice? I'm sure a lot of places would try to make it illegal. Perhaps I'll start a church based on bungee-jumping, the Temple of Oingy-Boingy. It would have a very tall steeple.

[David Kennedy]

Bobilee, I had to laugh and give you points for that one...
Years ago some of the local churches were called "Holy-Rollers...are they still doing that?

Would have been the evangelical counter-balance to your Oingy-Boingies....

[Bobilee]

David, you know what's even funnier? After my post I looked up bungy-jumping on Google, and you know where it started? Pentecoste Island in the South Pacific. So I guess my Temple of Oingy-Boingy would be a Pentecostal church.
The Bungee-Jumpers of Pentecost Island, Vanuatu | Travel guides from World Reviewer

[snorpus]

Bobilee, you could claim the New River Gorge Bridge as the ancestral holy-of-holy headquarters of your Church of the Oingy-Boingy.

[Bobilee]

Snorpus, thank you for the suggestion. I am still working on the plans for my church. I am thinking of combining bungee-jumping with snake handling.