I'm not a Kentucky native, so I believe I have a little objectivity on this. Anyway, I finally got around to watching The Hobbit movie - or at least the first half hour for now - after a couple of glasses of wine to provide insight. In the opening of the movie (or semi-opening, after the unnecessarily blunt background exposition about the dragon), during the panorama of the Shire and first exposure the Bag-End, it occurred to me how much the Shire resembles my adopted Commonwealth of Kentucky.
It has the green rolling hills. It has the chubby parochial population with a fondness for comfort. It has the convoluted kindred relationships, the fondness for inebriation, and the hospitality contrasted with small-mindedness.
Example - the most Kentuckian video I can think of:
It is a nice place to visit, but not exciting. It is a good place to set off on adventures from.
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