Iowahawk is one of the funniest satirists alive. I have been his fan since before either of us was a blogger, going back to the earliest stage of pre-Windows DOS-based internet conservatism. We have even broken bread together. Thus I am chagrinned to have missed until now his laugh-out-loud hilarious piece on the agonies of coastal parents living in trendy zip codes discovering that their children have been attracted to the dark side, the forbidden realm, and have taken to wearing trucker's caps, listening to country music, and going to livestock shows. The tone is letter-perfect, and the examples chosen...