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[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Factor in some mental illness/retardation and yes.

[insideout]

and there there's the rainbow people.  They are wear dirty robes and never bathe and mostly subsist off of living out in the open in the national forests.  They eat a lot of shrooms, too.

Oh, we know about the rainbow people.   

My first job growing up was at a gas station in Roseburg.  for those that don't know, you aren't allowed to pump your own gas in Oregon, an attendant has to put it in your car for you.  every few months the Rainbow People would come thru in a caravan.  They'd try to pay for candy and stuff in the store with shrooms.  when we didn't accept the shrooms they'd just swipe it, and their elder, the oldest, dirtiest, stinkiest one of them would make them give it back.  He'd pay for all the gas in the caravan of vehicles by pulling bills off a big roll of 20's.

One time one of the woman hiked up her robe in the parking lot and went to take a shit right there because she didn't want to wait.  I begged her to use the mens room while I guarded the door because I didn't want to have to clean up her pile of shit.  she laughed and complied.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Fuckers apparently write their own wikipedia page.   

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I have yet to see anyone actually have a poster of Ronald Reagan in their homes. 

Well, then, here's one for ya:
My parents had a pic of GW Bush (Bush Jr.) on their mantle before they died.

The kids - me and my brother and sisters - were all off to the side, but GW was in the place of honor at the center of the mantle.

Not quite apropos to the topic, since they lived in SW Oregon, but still

Of course it's relevant.  Universal Tucson.  I can link you to the definition if you like.

Fair enough.
Yeah, the street I grew up on was this weird cross-section of aging hippies and arch-conservatives and biker gang members and truckers and survivalists.  What they all had in common is an explicit distrust of the government.  Even my arch-conservative parents with the Pic of GW in the place of honor on their mantle. 

It wasn't as dry and arid as you describe in Tucson, but it was similar in other ways.  I learned at a very early age how to deal with rattle snakes and scorpions, and I'm talking about both the wild kind and the human kind.  Not as much heroin and meth and things like that, but maybe 90-95 percent of the populace used marijuana like other places use tobacco.  But it's changed a lot, and the house right across the fence from the house i grew up in is a meth lab today.

and just south  of Roseburg about 60 miles is a town (Grants Pass) where half the town goes around on a regular basis wearing tin foil hats.  That is not a metaphor, by the way.  It's not uncommon in Grants Pass to see a businessman in his suit at a restaurant at lunchtime wearing his tinfoil hat.

must be some kinda weird connection between that part of the state and Tucson.

Oh, Southern Oregon! My mom's family is from Medford. Medford is so distinctive that when my psych professor started telling fucked-up stories about HER family, I asked her is she was, by any chance, from Medford.

The answer was yes.

Medford is kind of the Bakersfield of Oregon.

[Don Coyote]

I have yet to see anyone actually have a poster of Ronald Reagan in their homes. 

Well, then, here's one for ya:
My parents had a pic of GW Bush (Bush Jr.) on their mantle before they died.

The kids - me and my brother and sisters - were all off to the side, but GW was in the place of honor at the center of the mantle.

Not quite apropos to the topic, since they lived in SW Oregon, but still

Of course it's relevant.  Universal Tucson.  I can link you to the definition if you like.

Fair enough.
Yeah, the street I grew up on was this weird cross-section of aging hippies and arch-conservatives and biker gang members and truckers and survivalists.  What they all had in common is an explicit distrust of the government.  Even my arch-conservative parents with the Pic of GW in the place of honor on their mantle. 

It wasn't as dry and arid as you describe in Tucson, but it was similar in other ways.  I learned at a very early age how to deal with rattle snakes and scorpions, and I'm talking about both the wild kind and the human kind.  Not as much heroin and meth and things like that, but maybe 90-95 percent of the populace used marijuana like other places use tobacco.  But it's changed a lot, and the house right across the fence from the house i grew up in is a meth lab today.

and just south  of Roseburg about 60 miles is a town (Grants Pass) where half the town goes around on a regular basis wearing tin foil hats.  That is not a metaphor, by the way.  It's not uncommon in Grants Pass to see a businessman in his suit at a restaurant at lunchtime wearing his tinfoil hat.

must be some kinda weird connection between that part of the state and Tucson.

Oh, Southern Oregon! My mom's family is from Medford. Medford is so distinctive that when my psych professor started telling fucked-up stories about HER family, I asked her is she was, by any chance, from Medford.

The answer was yes.

Medford is kind of the Bakersfield of Oregon.

That's fucking horrifying.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

in order to protect themselves from Mind Control Rays.

I can't find any links on it, but there was a religious cult on the outskirts of Grants Pass when I was growing up and encouraged all their members to wear tin-foil hats.  they took it very seriously, too.

It is also an extremely common place for UFO sightings.

There is a big huge caveman statue in the center of the town.  Grants Pass is near the oregon national caves, and back in the 20's there was a promotional type club that would dress in animal skins and carry around clubs and put women in cages and things like that, so they erected a huge statue to honor them in the center of the town.

and there there's the rainbow people.  They are wear dirty robes and never bathe and mostly subsist off of living out in the open in the national forests.  They eat a lot of shrooms, too.

And of course they stay well away from the survivalist compounds in the National forests up there that are set up and stocked for a major apocalypse any day now.

an interesting place.

The whole Pacific NW is great for cults. There were the Bride of Christ freaks and the Rajneeshis and the Kissers and then up in Washington that whole Ramtha thing.

[Cain]

Weren't the Brotherhood of Eternal Love also pretty active up there?

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I have yet to see anyone actually have a poster of Ronald Reagan in their homes. 

Well, then, here's one for ya:
My parents had a pic of GW Bush (Bush Jr.) on their mantle before they died.

The kids - me and my brother and sisters - were all off to the side, but GW was in the place of honor at the center of the mantle.

Not quite apropos to the topic, since they lived in SW Oregon, but still

Of course it's relevant.  Universal Tucson.  I can link you to the definition if you like.

Fair enough.
Yeah, the street I grew up on was this weird cross-section of aging hippies and arch-conservatives and biker gang members and truckers and survivalists.  What they all had in common is an explicit distrust of the government.  Even my arch-conservative parents with the Pic of GW in the place of honor on their mantle. 

It wasn't as dry and arid as you describe in Tucson, but it was similar in other ways.  I learned at a very early age how to deal with rattle snakes and scorpions, and I'm talking about both the wild kind and the human kind.  Not as much heroin and meth and things like that, but maybe 90-95 percent of the populace used marijuana like other places use tobacco.  But it's changed a lot, and the house right across the fence from the house i grew up in is a meth lab today.

and just south  of Roseburg about 60 miles is a town (Grants Pass) where half the town goes around on a regular basis wearing tin foil hats.  That is not a metaphor, by the way.  It's not uncommon in Grants Pass to see a businessman in his suit at a restaurant at lunchtime wearing his tinfoil hat.

must be some kinda weird connection between that part of the state and Tucson.

Oh, Southern Oregon! My mom's family is from Medford. Medford is so distinctive that when my psych professor started telling fucked-up stories about HER family, I asked her is she was, by any chance, from Medford.

The answer was yes.

Medford is kind of the Bakersfield of Oregon.

That's fucking horrifying.

You have noooo idea.

My grandmother's maiden name was Hall. My grandfather's mother's maiden name was Hall. This is not a coincidence. Nor is it an exception. It's what happens when you combine "Southern" and "Oregon".

[insideout]

Oh, Southern Oregon! My mom's family is from Medford. Medford is so distinctive that when my psych professor started telling fucked-up stories about HER family, I asked her is she was, by any chance, from Medford.

The answer was yes.

Medford is kind of the Bakersfield of Oregon.

I was born in Medford!

Since people seem to be enjoying the stories...
I have a sister that lives in Grants Pass.  It's not uncommon for her to pack up her family in June and move to the KOA campground for the Summer.  Her and a group of neighbors all move to the campground for 3 months to save on rent money.  If you want to get ahold of her during one of the summers she and her family are living at the KOA, you have to go by the campground and find her.

My niece wears rose-colored glasses because my sister thinks that it improves her view on life.  And she claims to have the Dr Doolittle Ability of talking to animals, and that they talk back.

I'm thinking the weird is in the water or the soil or something...

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Weren't the Brotherhood of Eternal Love also pretty active up there?

Yes, I believe they were, albeit before my time. It seems to me there was also a small suicide cult here, maybe in the 80's? Far less significant than Heaven's Gate but along the same lines.

[insideout]

Weren't the Brotherhood of Eternal Love also pretty active up there?

If I remember right they were up in the Eugene area which is about 70 miles north of roseburg, or 160 miles north of Medford.  Same general part of the country, but much more organized, both in its cults as well as its culture.  You go farther south, and you mostly found people that wanted to get their freak on without interferance

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Oh, Southern Oregon! My mom's family is from Medford. Medford is so distinctive that when my psych professor started telling fucked-up stories about HER family, I asked her is she was, by any chance, from Medford.

The answer was yes.

Medford is kind of the Bakersfield of Oregon.

I was born in Medford!

Since people seem to be enjoying the stories...
I have a sister that lives in Grants Pass.  It's not uncommon for her to pack up her family in June and move to the KOA campground for the Summer.  Her and a group of neighbors all move to the campground for 3 months to save on rent money.  If you want to get ahold of her during one of the summers she and her family are living at the KOA, you have to go by the campground and find her.

My niece wears rose-colored glasses because my sister thinks that it improves her view on life.  And she claims to have the Dr Doolittle Ability of talking to animals, and that they talk back.

I'm thinking the weird is in the water or the soil or something...

Well, nearby in Ashland... http://passport2ashland.com/component/mtree/where-to-play/outdoor-recreation-/parks-a-trails/lithia-water.html

So, has your family been in Medford for a long time? If yes, odds are we're related, cousin. That town is more inbred than the blue-ribbon lineup at a cat show.

[insideout]

So, has your family been in Medford for a long time? If yes, odds are we're related, cousin. That town is more inbred than the blue-ribbon lineup at a cat show.

Since the 1950's, at least.  I was born there in 1961, and my family had been there for at least 10 years before I was born there.  I was actually born in a small hospital in Central Point(that has since burned down), and I currently have family in Medford, Talent, Central Point and Grants Pass.

O, and before that I had family that lived there in the 1880's and 1890's.  Personally, I moved away from the area in 1979 and have only been back for visits.

So yeah, you're probably a cousin in some fashion or another.

the weird gets weirder, hehe.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So, has your family been in Medford for a long time? If yes, odds are we're related, cousin. That town is more inbred than the blue-ribbon lineup at a cat show.

Since the 1950's, at least.  I was born there in 1961, and my family had been there for at least 10 years before I was born there.  I was actually born in a small hospital in Central Point(that has since burned down), and I currently have family in Medford, Talent, Central Point and Grants Pass.

O, and before that I had family that lived there in the 1880's and 1890's.  Personally, I moved away from the area in 1979 and have only been back for visits.

So yeah, you're probably a cousin in some fashion or another.

the weird gets weirder, hehe.

Welcome to Discordia.

[Juana]

I'm a little horrified that there are Bakersfield-y cities anywhere else.