Decades ago I was persuaded to go on a four day job in Detroit. I was horrified at the miles of abandoned industry and warehouses, all fenced around and falling apart. I said, “Now I know where they keep hell.”
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I was a small child in the Great Lakes / Rust Belt area at the beginning of the end of industry there. I can still remember safe streets, neighbors who talked to each other, neighborhood kids who played together outdoors, and a working class that could afford to buy a car, a house, get married, and have a couple of kids. I haven’t been back in a very long time, but I know there couldn’t be more difference between then and now if a major war had passed through the region. Sad . . . very sad. And destroyed, then depopulated with the Great Poisoning, by design.
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I don’t dare go back to my hometown where Armco Steel works provide a rusting relic of the former glory of a town rich in paper and steel industries. You just have to read Hillbilly Elegy (JD Vance) to get the picture.
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