My county. During the War of Northern Aggression we became known as “Bloody Madison”. The name stuck and was appropriate until 1986 when we were able to vote out the old longtime corrupt sheriff during federal Operation Westvote. Read Met Her on the Mountain, by Mark Pinsky, for an inside look at our county under that filthy, conscience-absent sheriff and his henchmen.
sounds like a good place to live. and it warms my heart to hear the old non woke actual pre-pc description of the “civil war” of what is was originally called: War of northern aggression.
Interesting mix in this area now...heavily-armed locals and the ‘outdoorsy, tree-hugging types’ who see mountain counties as their personal recreation area. I saw an AT hiker yesterday walking down the road who was a wearing a full-length SKIRT! No, it was NOT one of the Scottish highlands crowd with a kilt...just a soy boy wearing a freaking SKIRT! That is not going to play well here in the mountains...at least, I hope it doesn’t.