I get the Utah jokes. I really do. I get the cultural jokes. The political jokes. I can laugh right along with the best of them.
I do, however, get a teeny, tiny bit annoyed with what I call the California Syndrome. I first ran into it in the form a kid named Jake in high school geometry who had unwillingly just moved from California. In hindsight, I think he was just bitter over his parents' divorce, but the way he lashed out, everything in Utah was just plain stupid.
Back then I was a very...
Published on October 07, 2009 07:21