Liberals Don't Understand the Rurals
Talking about Urban Pretension
White Rural Rage
It’s the title of a new book by Thomas Schaller and Paul Waldman. It talks about how hateful rural people are, and how that hate is destroying America via the evil orange Drumpf. Their support for the orange man, despite their small population, will end democracy and usher in an age of fascism.
The book is dogshit.
Liberals, conservatives, and even researchers cited by the authors themselves say it's dogshit. The Atlantic came out and criticized the book. None of that has stopped brainless retards like Thom Hartmann from parroting its points. It hasn’t stopped the retarded hack Paul Krugman from worrying and pontificating about the rural.
There lies a problem with the book, the parroting, and the coverage.
None of them get rural people.
Progressives hold the view that rural conservatives are just progressives under a spell. The evil orange man is holding them in a trance. When progressives finally break from the trance rural people will come back to the democratic party like the good little sheep liberals think them to be.
Moreover, liberals think all rural people are exactly the same. They all live in sparsely populated areas. A population density of one is just like another.
Right?
A hillbilly in the deep south, a family in Appalachia, a dairy farmer in Wisconsin, a corn farmer in Iowa, a farmer in California, and a rancher in Utah are all very different people. They work, live, and even speak differently, so grouping them all together is dumb.
It’s all pretentious, disgusting, and wrong. Something only liberals could do and believe themselves righteous in doing.
Rural people are traditional in a way the GOP wishes it could be, and liberals can’t be. A tech girlie in San Francisco and a finance bro in New York don’t work like their parents did. They don’t work at the same desk or use the same programs; their neighbors aren’t the same families; and they often move around.
Urban lives are ones of often constant flux and change. Urbanites will move across the country for work.
I know of rural families who have been working the same land for generations. The kids will inherit the land and work it the same way their parents did. Technology and medicine will change, but the process remains the same.
Their lives, their values, and their beliefs are traditional. It’s the direct opposite of liberal beliefs. Move fast and break things, as opposed to if it isn’t broken, don’t fix it.
Neoliberals and progressives believe in the repugnant idea of fungible meat robots. All humans are the same; just move them around, boost the holy GDP, support the sacred pension state, pave over the garden.
It doesn’t work.
It will never work.
Attitudes aren’t the same either.
Some rural families may accept the welfare state. The rural people I know already have a name for these kinds of people. They are the ones who want a handout instead of working for it. They are the ones who want to sit in front of the TV in their trailer instead of putting in an honest day of work.
Many rural people and families I know don’t care about SNAP or WIC. When Joe Biden talks about increasing benefits to help rural people, the ones I know don’t care.
They don’t want handouts; they want jobs. It may seem antiquated, especially to the more quasi-socialist members of the Democratic Party, but they very much believe in a “pull yourself up by the boot straps” mentality.
Does it work? That’s a discussion for another day.
Their view of the government is also different.
Urban and suburbanites see the government as a benevolent entity. It bestows welfare benefits, gifts public transit, and helps the people.
Rural people see the government as a malignant tumor. It doesn’t grant blessings; it gets in the way, which is a roadblock to doing their job.
I’ve written about the Wild and Free-Roaming Horses and Burros Act of 1971 before. Many ranchers remember, or know stories of the time before this act.
A pencil pusher, a city slicker, or someone hundreds or even thousands of miles of away dictated how someone should live their life and do their job.
Do you think a Rep or Senator knows of the lifestyle they legislate?
Fuck no.
They throw that on for a campaign costume. A façade to be discarded once the votes are counted.
What are rural people angry about?
Their lives are melting into the dirt.
There are towns; once the populace ages and dies, the town will cease to exist. It will vanish into time, with only the faintest of clues left to even suggest its presence.
Their children are left to watch over something commanded by a psychopathic corporation or a antipathic government. That’s if the children do not leave for the city.
The city.
The urban.
Jobs.
This is existential dread. No party has a solution. The Democrats don't give a shit. The GOP doesn't care at all. They only care about clicks and bizarre "retvrn" traditionalism.
What of the real and physical anger?
Liberals and progressives shit on rural people. Their politicians shit on them, their talking heads shit on them, and their voters shit on them.
And you expect them to come back like children released from the Pied Pipers spell?
Go
Fuck
Your
Selves
Your pretensions and your arrogance drive them away. They will remember this. They remember legislation passed 50+ years ago, you think they’ll forget this? You think they’ll forget about White Rural Rage? Thomas Schaller and Paul Waldman misidentified rural areas, took URBAN and SUBRURBAN rage, and pinned it all on rural people, and you expect them to forget that and vote blue next election?
Go
Fuck
Your
Selves
This has been a pretty personal article. I also wrote half of it while trashed, I bet you can tell. Until next time.
Thank you to the new subscribers.
Funny. I’m a former hillbilly who now lives in the city. I hate it. I’m biding my time until I return to the hills with some money where I can hate people all alone, in my trailer, in peace and quiet.
They despise rural people and consider them subhuman garbage only useful for dying in wars. If you don’t live in Manhattan, you are clearly an inbred rural hick with two teeth who dropped out of the second grade because the maths were too hard.