I read you and know there is a valid reason for your apparent despair. As I watch the various television shows and the fawning agenda driven sycophantic talking heads, I shout in disgust. However and it is a big however, I often visit our neighboring twin city of Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan.
It seems that the rot and degeneration has not reached much of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Maybe someone will say different. Life goes on and the long ships pass up and down the St Mary's River. The tourists flock along the waterfront. One murder in the last five years. Low crime rate.
I have read the book "The Blue Highways" by William Least Heat Moon, first printed about 2002. His little odyssey around the periphery of the USA. The quiet strength of the men and women in little towns stands out. Now I know this is a long screed, please excuse. I am now 83 years old. The highlight of my summer is to be driven by my daughter and family up to Michigan's Copper Country. This in August. I first "discovered" it in 1961. Took relatives from England up there.
Then there is the classic film Anatomy of a Murder. This made up in those parts. I expect to see everything much as I last saw it. This old fashioned America must and will endure. The struggle will not be easy. Those who sneer will have to face one heck of a winter season (laughs). No room for frivolous do nothings, I would guess.