There was an oil bust in Texas in 1982 that all but emptied the remaining small towns. I worked as a roustabout for Kerr McGee in 1982, living in Odessa, and worked dried up overnight. One day everyone had a job, the next day nobody did, and in a month, after all the car payments were due, the repo men came in the dead of night and all the cars were gone the next morning. The heroin and LSD dealers were the only ones still in business. If you think Odessa’s a shithole in the best of circumstances (it is), I don’t really have the words to describe it when everyone’s out of work and strung out on heroin. The movie Trainspotting was a close approximation.