(May 19, 2015 at 2:21 pm)Faith No More Wrote: I had proof a long time ago. I was about 13 when I realized that a majority of the people around me were drooling Neanderthals.
None of this surprises me in the least.
When my family fled the Iranian revolution in 1978, we landed in ... wait for it ... East Texas. I went from a cosmopolitan private school with an international set of friends to a place where they thought anyone who'd been outside Camp County was "worldly". I didn't know until that moment exactly what my parents' decision to move overseas had wrought in me -- but at that point, I realized, belatedly, that what we had lived was special ... in no large part because it kept me from ever being a normal American, ever again.
Once I understood that lesson, that horizons are moveable, I chased it with a vengeance. And to hell with the yokels who worship at home and hearth.
Most people live in a little snowglobe, and never even realize it.
