I have read Hillbilly Elegy by J.D. Vance, and enjoyed it. However, it left me with more questions than answers. I self identify as a city girl who grew up in Washington, D.C., although I did live rural on a farm during three years of my summers as a child. During those summers I used an outhouse and pots on the bedroom floor at night, helped pick vegetables, picked weeds to feed the hogs, drove the cows to pasture and home, picked ripe concord grapes from the vines to eat, picked apples from trees, picked wild blackberries, climbed a mulberry tree while eating the berries, played hide and seek in the cornfield with playmates, and rode bareback on work horses who were being walked to water after their labor in the fields. It was a 1920’s type of working farm I lived on during those summers. Somehow, after all of that I definitely can say that I love the city more than the country.
Growing up in a liberal city left me with little understanding of and patience for what I perceived as self focus in many isolated rural folks. Today I understand better about the differences between city and rural people, and why they exist. But, I still tend to find their fears of the Federal Government laughable. I have heard their rationales for their feelings, and I understand in an academic way what they say. But, I still believe there are other things that are much more dangerous to fear…at least right now. But, who knows what our Federal government will morph into under Trump?
Anyway, I think I am a case in point as to why it is so difficult for city and rural people to understand oneanother.