Tuesday, July 23, 2013
I plan to do a comprehensive series of essays and reports on the small agricultural communities which dot the fertile landscape around The Compound. It will be much like Garrison Keillor’s tales of the fictional town of Lake Wobegon, only stupider. In this series I plan to explore the hometown charm and quaint Midwestern lifestyle of Jerkwater Junction, Indiana. The lovely shaded streets, the idyllic town square with its historic buildings, the domestic violence, chronic obesity, alcoholism and thriving, trailer park meth labs. I will include photos, taken surreptitiously, of the actual people, places and lifestyle exemplified in Small Town Amërïkä.
I also planned to eat better, exercise more and quit drinking, but none of these things have happened. So this may be the first and last in this series.