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This is the South, and poverty pays the piper. We can’t coerce anyone to cart our garbage away, the town is impoverished, but we had 300,000,000 tourists in the past year, and we built a multi-million tourist center where you can get brochures with happy, smiling white children, this sends a message to white families in the South. “There are no black people here, don’t worry. You are safe.” Seriously. Black people do live here. You don’t see them because they are kept as far away from White Main Street as can be managed and it can be managed. 300, 000,000. Take your kids to the shark museum so they can stand there and look at one shark. That is Appalachia, why would you come here, to watch junkies die on the sidewalk. Bring in the next one. They’re slumming. It’s a nostalgia for the War Between the States, and the War Between the States, remains the most driving, compelling, social force the American South can muster with Lipstick On a Pig. Oh, no, I musn’t write strong things, bad me, forgiveness, never say the word tree. Now, the tourists are moving here. Usually from Florida. How did that work out for you. Shiney new suburbs where no one collects the garbage. Four million dollar, one bedroom condos. A diaspora of White Flight. The reality is that this is life, not reality TV. And you have ruined the lives (where do we put your trash) of the people who have entertained you, poured liquor down your throat, show me the money. Show me the money. Plunging bird numbers. Poison from smokestacks, industrial Ohio Wind Toxicity. – tim barrus