The city people moved in, and then whined becuase they didn't have thier botiques, BMW and Cooper dealerships (and roads ok for thier little toy cars), fancy resturants, rap music, drugs and cheep floozies when they got bored with eachother. SO they imported them, and the stupidity that goes with it. Then the started whining that it wasn't what they wanted, and it was getting built up, so once they outnumbered us (or could spend more on lawyers and lobbiests), they made it so that only those who live right in town can get cell phone coverage or broadband, or even phone lines newer than the Nixon administration. They also amde it neigh on impossible for there to be any kind of industrial or commercial growth, so the kids of the town are forced to leave so they can help thier parents pay for the increased property tax as they outlanders artificially drive up property values.

ANd when we go back, it isn't home any more. The ponds are dry, becuase what once was the water table for say a hundred houses and three farms is now feeding a thousand houses and no farms. The game has been chased away becuase they don't understand that they can't let thier dogs run free. And after they shut down the few real jobs in the area, things get worse becuase everyone who isn't on welfare is either one of the paper pushing outsiders or has moved away. So pretty soon, no one comes back, while Ozzie and Harriet raise thier crack smoking, gangsta wannabies on MTV and reality TV, while forcing thier little artificial world view on everyone else who has to actually work for a living.

No, I'm not bitter or anything. Can't you tell?