| Luckily, your culture will die eventually through your youths anyway. It won't be this generation. It may not be the next. But there will come a day where everything you value within your own culture is gone. The accents will fade and the values will shift. It's the really beautiful part about the constant and inevitable internationalization of culture. It'll happen to Hawaii, it'll happen to Kentucky. It may be sped along by transplants, making more money than Kentucky is willing to pay its citizens, rich in comparison after moving to cheaper areas, but, almost insidiously, the vast majority will just come from children deciding to join the rest of the world, in the same way entire languages have died, let alone American subcultures: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_languages_by_time_of_e... You mention your churches, and those are dying too, if you look at trend graphs: https://www.pewresearch.org/religion/religious-landscape-stu... A really beautiful part of the process is how little you can actually change it. Regardless of whatever laws you push, regardless of any cultural loathing you have, Californication is inevitable. Your universities have thousands of international students, but if you get rid of them, children will still follow the trends of the rest of the world. The most you can do is cross your fingers and hope that the inevitable doesn't lead to cultural "natives" being outpriced and left behind. I'm not from California and I've never lived there; this isn't coming from a position of feeling scorned over not being welcome; I have spent less than a week in total of my life outside of the borders of states bordering Kentucky and Kentucky itself. In person, it's unlikely you would see me as particularly distinct from your culture. I spent the day stitching wounds in myself and others from an accident that occurred while performing physical labor outdoors. Half of the people I talk to on a daily basis are tied intimately to their respective churches, one of them a pastor. I'm not particularly liberal. I frequently have dinner with neighbors, as conservative as they come. It's just incredibly funny to see the death rattle of a culture; "stay the hell out" doesn't matter when your descendants a few steps down the line will be indistinguishable from Californians without a single Californian needing to enter your state at all. It's happening to the Indians, who had the same attitude and much more cultural distinction; it's happening to you. |
The part that really makes me sad is your bubbling hatred. Who takes joy in a declining culture?
Either way, it's a pendulum, things change, but I'm not worried. The kids here aren't too bad, especially in the areas without cell service. Some of them leave, many don't, and many are more interested in their roots than their parents. Sorry to burst your bubble.
For context, me and my wife are from here, left upon adulthood because we felt opportunities calling, then realized that life outside our homeland wasn't very nice, so we moved back and got a farm.
My sister-in law did the same thing, and several other friends are in the process of doing exactly the same. It's not like existing here is difficult, but if you were raised in it, it's addictive. I'm unconcerned for my future and the future of my children. To quote a song that was written to make fun of people like us:
They'll come day and they'll come night
They'll have our children in their sights
But if they don't have Faith their eyes are blind
They can scream and they can shout
But they will never smoke us out
Keep your rifle by your side