I live in Arkansas. These people exist.
This made me think about a road trip to West Virginia for ‘Bridge Day’ in October...
I was raised in Mississippi.
They moved from there..................
Them are hillbillies aw right.
Particularly in Eureka Springs, AR
Q: where was the toothbrush invented?
A: not really sure. But it had to be Arkansas. If it were any place else, it would be called a toothbrush. 🙃
I live in Arkansas. These people exist.
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They exist everywhere.
In the SW part of WI, along the Mississippi tributaries, there are low lying narrow valleys called *coulees*. These are flood zones.
Shacks and trailers are placed here and there. The areas are collectively called ‘back of the coulee’ and this sort of person does live there. Sometimes they are entire clans on a 2-3 acre little cul-de-sac. They frequent little shack-y rural side road bars distinguished by extra strings of Christmas lights all year long, so you rarely see them except at Walmart.
And, yes: they are white and proud of it.
When I lived over there, I employed a couple of women from back of the coulee. They live lives of intense drama. Everything is always breaking down and every relationship is melodramatic. The children are wild hellions.The men are either disabled, do hourly manual labor &/or sell drugs (or some combination). Everyone is heavily tattooed and *tattoo artist* is a coveted profession. They have large extended families and if you go back 2-3 generations, they are related in some manner, often by sequential marriages/affairs. The oldest women seem to keep track of the genealogies.
They are the subjects of every country song.