That really isn’t true. About as much is happening here as anywhere else. We have a twice weekly newspaper, a weekly newspaper, a daily local newspaper, and a daily newspaper out of Richmond, VA, the Times-Dispatch aka, the RTD. So we can be as up to date as we want to be.
In Prince George, some of us have high-speed broadband. Others rely on cellular broadband or satellite broadband, so we have some connectivity. So most of us have access to the great journalist platform Facebook and, better yet, Twitter. Most of us have some idea what is going on, though it is not as momentous as what is happening in Trump Tower or at 30 Rock.
We are rural enough that part of our county is covered by the local electric co-op, which is installing fiber optic cable in its substations and is about to launch a 78 home pilot project to test the commercial feasibility of providing lower cost, higher data to its rural customers. That might get Comcast (rather xfinity) off its ass to provide wider access to its broadband service and to restructure its prices. The underserved rural broadband population in the United States is estimated at 80 million households by the co-ops so they may have something there.
A neighbor had a young lab come onto her property with no ID but with a shock collar (probably for an electronic fence because every country person knows that you don’t train a lab with a shock collar) so after a few phone calls, a posting on Facebook, and chats with the Animal Adoption Services Center (no longer the “dog pound”) the lab was reunited with its family. Pro tip … be wary of electronic fences. An excited dog will charge out, but an unexcited dog will not charge back in.
Yes, we uncharacteristically received about 10 inches of snow and temps down around 1 degree for a couple of days. Let’s see, I believe this is Storm Helene. Gotta love those weather marketers for naming rain and snow events. So, every four wheel drive yahoo on the wood had to rev his or her stuff at breakneck speeds to show they can conquer the elements. Me, I stayed home: read, cooked, watched TV, coaxed my Aussie outside to do the right thing, and enjoyed the lay-by. Oh yes, got to nurse a stomach bug for a couple of days, but who’s counting.
I had some time to think about a few off the wall things like … my cell phone spies on me enough. I don’t think I want my fridge, a robot floor sweeper, or one of those Echo things spying on me too. Had never thought too much about the Internet of Things, but I don’t think I want to be held hostage by a driverless car either. Maybe the stomach bug is invading my thought processes. I have always wanted a cook and chauffeur.
Sadly, in the past month or so … two relatively young professionals have committed suicide. This kind of thing really shakes any community, but in a community like Prince George the ripples are gut-punch strong and lingering. So being this bucolic, rural habitat doesn’t protect us from pain, depression, illness, substance abuse, domestic violence, or any of the human ailments that plague modern society.
What is going on in your bailiwick?