During the reign of Louis XV, he sent a team of surveyors out into rural France. Beautiful brass & rosewood instruments. The peasants watched, associated their actions with odd events like 2 headed calves appearing, and murdered them.
Had interaction with another Farmer Maggot again today. Neighbors saw our trucks and he came out to investigate.
“We don’t like deevelopment (PA accent) here.”
“Mexicans stay in my abandoned houses. The police dont do nothing about it. I told them I was coming w my gun.”
He was concerned about us working a long standing property dispute with his neighbor (rich 90 year old concrete distributor) moving a fence on his 40 acre property.
Thankfully he has no idea that a 700kv power line is going through his property soon and will make it worthless.
The amount of resistance to minuscule changes I have encountered in surveying rural America convinces me that if municipal plumbing or electricity were invented today 90% of people would resist installing it.
There’s something about the psychological technology of this site that makes you second guess every life decision. It can convince you to totally reorient your life if you’re not careful. It’s a torture chamber I voluntarily subject myself to.
The soft glow of the evening light in your Holiday Inn on a work trip. You realize that you’ve spent more time here over the past month than with your own wife and kids. You begin to understand why your coworkers use drugs.
Whether because of the spiraling economy or the decline of drinking in general, American pubs have efficiencymaxxed their souls away. Outside of UMC/DINK suburbs with disposable income all the working class boozers are gone. Alone in the Applebee's.
The fake taxidermy at Bass Pro, the fake decorations at the Cracker Barrel: it's all meant to create a predictable, mass produced feeling of "down home" that's patronizing to the few visitors who actually have a sense for it.
The exit door in this burger joint makes a loud squeak whenever it’s closed. The Amish guy in the restaurant (don’t ask) immediately goes over to inspect the problem. The PA Dutch really are like a race of beavers.
Surveying canon event today: two crew chiefs w/ clashing personalities slowly escalate their veiled insults against each other all day. Both trying to recruit me to ally against the other. Silent tension so bad I was waiting for them to toss the data collector at the other’s head
Needing 6 years for a survey license is a bit much. I’ve been doing this shit for a month and I’ve basically got it down. Every career field has a rape requirement as part of the licensing process.