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Originally Posted by sebastian_dangerfield
I love the people who show up nude at city council meetings and just scream crazy shit.
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I go to Taos, New Mexico every summer to get the fuck out of Houston in August and have been doing so off and on for 30 years. Taos recently hosted the Meow Wolf Vortex festival, which caused a lot of locals to raise their hackles. The festival was a three day event in the middle of the park with overnight camping. It's, er, weird. Headliner this year was George Clinton, last year the Flaming Lips. It probably shouldn't be smack dab in the middle of town, but there aren't any other places really to put it that has the attendees close to the money spending opportunities that towns want these sorts of events for.
At any rate, the festival was a few weeks before we got there, and town council had just had a meeting where 13 locals spoke for a good hunk of the meeting about kids-these-days, noise, etc. The local paper dutifully reported the meeting and posted the article on facebook. On Labor Day, Sting was coming to town, and he was going to be the right-kind-of-show (i.e. bring in the type of people who spend tons of money in town). We rushed to the comments.
Taos is a weird and sometimes uncomfortable mix of Hispanics, Taos Indians, retirees, artists, ski bums, and hippies. It's entirely tourist dependent, but there's a little resentment that goes with that. Every time we go, we play "who survived the winter" and see what businesses are still there. This year was a really awesome year snow-wise, so there weren't too many casualties.
Anyhow, this is a long way of saying that
one of my most favorite back-and-forths on a newspaper article comment section arose out of the article. The nudist community came out, er, swinging, but it was a much more polite conversation than these sorts of arguments tend to be.
