"Stadtliche luft macht man frei" is an old German saying. City air makes you free. Life in a small town can be stifling. That close-knit family wants you to be just like them. God forbid you want to do or see anything new. The moving-to-a-big-city trope is as old as cinema, and has strong roots in reality.
Mr green text has no idea what he's talking about.
I grew up on a farm you're telling me that was an idyllic life?
Farmwork is stupidly long days in awful weather, it's either hot, or freezing cold, or raining, or snowing. The pay is effectively abysmal and makes you wish you worked in Starbucks on minimum wage because that would be an improvement. You have all this necessary equipment you've had to "buy", which despite costing more than most houses is about as reliable as a Soviet era tank.
And that's just growing props if you're mad enough to also raise cattle then it's even worse because you've got all them to deal with and sheep in particular are more suicidal than a depressed lemming.
But hey, you get a nice view.
Because movies like that belong on the âLifetime TVâ or âHallmark Channelâ. Itâs been done. Maybe yet another âCanât fix stupidâ reductionist country wisdom beats city slicker smarts? Or make fun of city people who donât know how to ride a horse?
That, or nobody wants to watch movies with people sitting around bonfires drinking cheap beer on your truck tailgate.
I grew up rural. It isnât that exciting.
She had 275 siblings. Getting away from that farm was the smartest thing she's ever done. She has no hope of any kind of meaningful inheritance. I'm honestly surprised a farm could support that many rabbits and still turn any kind of profit. It must have been subsidized out the wazoo. The last thing it needs is her hanging around, getting hitched to some redneck just out of high school, popping out a couple hundred hungry mouths of her own right before the inevitable foreclosure and declaration of martial law as the farmpocalypse occurs when her parents finally kick it and the tens-of-thousands of children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren raze the countryside in search of fodder. Just ask an Australian what rabbits are capable of.
Being clear, living in the sticks for 42 years of my life wasn't ideal. That is unless you like living in a dry county surrounded by narrow-minded, puritanical shitbirds that were working OT to make sure people either went to church, or publicly shame them if they weren't. There was also the in crowds that held people back or elevated them, depending on which family you were related to.
I do miss the hunting and fishing, though I can head back any time I want to do that. Meanwhile, I'll stay where I can maintain my chill by having copious resources readily available when I want them, and enough anonymity to enjoy them without anyone asking me where I was last Sunday.
Lives my ideal life
Ftfy
You know, after leaving the country: I really don't mind losing connection with my racist family members joking about how "dropped nickels stay on the ground since picking them up is worthless."
And I certainly don't miss them and others bashing my gay friends for being different.
The open country has a lot of potential, but unfortunately a lot of people outside of the metropolitan are dumb and shit and stay prejudiced out of comfort and having no reason to learn.
Her dream was to be a cop. Having it be a low paying career, living in a small apartment, and being away from friends and family are things we call sacrifices.
We already have that, it's called the Hallmark channel and exists entirely to aggressively propagandize to rural stay at home moms to remind them that they made the good choice staying behind while everyone else went out looking for careers and how those city slickers are stupid because they can't ride a horse, nevermind how Karen hasn't even touched a horse, nevermind learned to ride, evaluation based on real facts is for those liberals and their critical gender theory!
Because those "loving family members" IRL are usually nosy dickheads, and there is no dating scene in small towns. So it's either marry your cousin, or move to the city.
Not to mention job opportunities...
I personally think a good life should have both: A place where you can rest, be free and enjoy the beauty of nature to the fullest and a place that makes you realize how fucked up society is and how important it is to fight the good fight.
I pity people who never make it out of the city. And i think people hiding away from the harsh reality of cities are being selfish. but not in an evil way.
I my experience I am seeing how the trend goes on the other direction and more and more people around me actively choose to leave the city and go to rural areas. I think that this tends to happens around the mid 30s,!not exclusively, and might be also related to an specific location. I am central Europe based. It's just my personal experience tough.
There is a good amount of evidence that the US government contracts some of the bigger studios and makes deals with them so that they portray things how the government wants them to be.
A big example is any movie involving the US military. They'll rent out all the military equipment for free as long as they get final say over the movie.
Not sure if something like this would fall under that, but I wouldn't be shocked.
What about both?
Go watch Kiminonawahow does anon quite literally live in ancapistan?
