I saw this when it came out, and was snortingly dismused (dismayed and amused) at everyone with a stick up their ass about wherever it is they live now.
I *think* I was born in the border of Lake Houses Owned by New Yorkers and Friendly White Families - it's hard to see the smaller towns through the map coloring. We moved to Hipsters, except it hadn't had the hipsters find it yet, and I would have named it New Havana (and sometimes do still ... it's really not changed that much, Hipsters is mostly the area actually *under* the word Hipsters, and the rest is New Havana). Through my early childhood my grandmother (who owned the apartment building we lived in) would spend her summers in a house right near where I was born, and I spent them with her except when I was in Camp which is further along the border of Lake Houses Onwed by New Yorkers and Vast Wilderness of Rednecks and Retired Hippies (which is actually some of the prettiest areas left in NJ).
My first attempt at college happened in Hipsters; my second attempt was on the other side of the Mississippi River, and then I came back to Drunk Rutgers Students, and lived there for a few years after. We moved to Raritan Valley Commuters and still live there now; husband worked in Poor Minorities till he got a job in the border between Poor Minorities, Melting Pot, and Friendly White Families.
While I don't think NJ is ideal, my years in Not Very Far West of the Mississippi River taught me that I need the type of diversity that NJ affords in order to be comfortable, if not actually happy. Most anywhere else in the USA that means living in deep urban districts; here, I can live in lesser urban district and still not feel like I'm standing out.
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Date: 2012-01-27 12:10 am (UTC)I *think* I was born in the border of Lake Houses Owned by New Yorkers and Friendly White Families - it's hard to see the smaller towns through the map coloring. We moved to Hipsters, except it hadn't had the hipsters find it yet, and I would have named it New Havana (and sometimes do still ... it's really not changed that much, Hipsters is mostly the area actually *under* the word Hipsters, and the rest is New Havana). Through my early childhood my grandmother (who owned the apartment building we lived in) would spend her summers in a house right near where I was born, and I spent them with her except when I was in Camp which is further along the border of Lake Houses Onwed by New Yorkers and Vast Wilderness of Rednecks and Retired Hippies (which is actually some of the prettiest areas left in NJ).
My first attempt at college happened in Hipsters; my second attempt was on the other side of the Mississippi River, and then I came back to Drunk Rutgers Students, and lived there for a few years after. We moved to Raritan Valley Commuters and still live there now; husband worked in Poor Minorities till he got a job in the border between Poor Minorities, Melting Pot, and Friendly White Families.
While I don't think NJ is ideal, my years in Not Very Far West of the Mississippi River taught me that I need the type of diversity that NJ affords in order to be comfortable, if not actually happy. Most anywhere else in the USA that means living in deep urban districts; here, I can live in lesser urban district and still not feel like I'm standing out.