After you read this blog, make sure you check this one out too, as it is an update on how guys around here are waking up to how this area really is. Here's the link: Opening Eyes!
OK, so here’s run-down of the area where I live and work, which is why my blog is entitled “Life in a White Trash Mecca.” I live a few miles from a town in north central Florida called Leesburg, and I work full-time there as well. The young female population is so skanky and trashy that all the good guys in the region call the place Sleazeburg or Diseaseburg. Some other parts of Lake County (where this town is located) and nearby Marion County are almost as bad, most notably Lady Lake, Tavares, Summerfield and Belleview, but Diseaseburg takes the cake when it comes to the worst of the worst. The type of work I’ve been employed in for many years causes me to be around these skanky women in Sleazeburg all day, every day, so I’ve seen, heard, and even smelled them all. Yuck. Rampant teen pregnancies, unwed mothers with multiple kids from multiple jailbird bad boys, STDs, abject poverty, drugs, spousal abuse, child abuse and neglect, limited employment and absolutely no education. The under-40 population is about 75% white trailer park and 25% black ghetto; just a trashy place. Proud welfare lifers are as common as rebel flag neck tattoos here (on just as many women than men!). And that’s just the white people! It’s, of course, much, much, worse with the blacks, but that’s a whole different blog.
The things you see on Jerry Springer and Maury Povich? That’s everyday life with the white trash around here; in fact, some of the guests on said sleazeball shows have come from this area, and they are proud of it! Like most uneducated white women, these gals here are all lining up to bang the black guys, and they all get knocked up and on lifelong welfare within just a few weeks of mudsharking. Gee, what a surprise. Cheap tattoos all over the body and methhead teeth are as common as a fat person at a buffet; in fact, I can literally count on one hand the number of women I’ve seen in recent years who weren’t splattered with horrendous body graffiti. Sleazeburg has no arts, no clean entertainment, no professional outlets for people my age; everything is geared for the senior citizens, who far outnumber those younger. Leesburg High School and its feeder elementary school have both been named two of the worst schools with the worst kids year after year after year; if a LHS girl isn’t knocked up by age 16, she’s considered a “good girl.” Oh, and did I mention absolutely no single women 18 to 35? Or at least none that are worth two cents. And no decent churches at all, no nice parks or recreation. This is just a bad, bad place, filled with bad, bad young people.
You may ask, “well, why the hell don’t you just move, then?” Because this isn’t 1949, where people just packed all their belongings in two small duffel bags, filled up their Studebaker with leaded gas, and moved halfway across the country, immediately getting a house and a great-paying manufacturing job the day after arriving at any place they just pointed to on their Rand McNally Road Atlas. Those days are long gone and will never return. I still have college debts, and I have a very steady, very stable full-time work that’s 9 to 5, in a state—and even in a nation—that has very, very few decent full-time jobs that require little to no experience anymore. So for the time being, I’m stuck here, just as I have been for most of my life. But the good part is, this give me lots and lots of fodder to post blogs about!
Make sure you now check out this blog that is sort of a sequel to this blog: Opening Eyes!