Didja see the front page of today's NY Times, which includes an article about the St. Joe Company's new "neo-cracker" development in the backwater mosquito fields of Bay County? The plan is to give people who never had a chance to live on a farm or at a fishing camp the opportunity to fish, sit on a front porch with a flapping screen, plow the earth, and experience what it's like to be a Florida "cracker." (I'm not making this up.) Can't wait to tell my brother in DeFuniak to throw some millet on that pond at the Euchee Valley farm and wait for the cracker estates trend to make him a gazillionaire.
Wait until those cracker wannabes find out that their livestock will consist of gators, racoons, and mosquitoes the size of helicopters; that flappin' screens are an invitation to same mosquitos (West Nile will replace chronic fatigue syndrom.) and racoons (not to mention meph fans looking for a little cash or their tv to fence); that a plow mule will kick you if it gets any chance at all, and lives for the hope of a kick to the head; and that Walton County will increase their tax rates by 58% for this sublime experience.
Don't get me started...it's only Monday and we haven't yet received the magic envelope.