I live in Florida and travel Mississippi several times a year. Night and day. And I'm in the panhandle where we're poor, still head and shoulders above MS.

Was telling my wife that Pensacola airport is two or three times the size of Jackson's, at their capitol. FFS, they can't even manage clean water, in their capitol.

Alabama is actually pretty and pretty nice. You could teleport me to about any road in either state and I could call it for MS or AL. You can tell when you cross into MS because your tires start rumbling. Was wondering on the last trip how much those people pay for tires. Bet it's big business!

Last weekend's trip was fucking weird. Maybe I simply hadn't noticed before, but the people were no longer friendly. Probably because I have long hair and my wife is Asian. At least black folks are still nice enough! Which flipped since I moved to the South 20 years ago. They looked at white people with deep suspicion.

That was set in the 60s. Mississippi isn't nearly that bad. It's bad, but it ain't Mississippi Burning bad.

“Paris Is Burning” is such a fantastic film.