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“It's the government's hooked us on hillbilly heroin so we don't even give a damn.”
marijuana
smoker in Hazard, Kentucky
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“Sounds like Euripides got mixed up with Aristophanes, both of them
drunk on a quart jar, if you
get my drift.”
English
professor, University of Matewan
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“It
won't end till the last lump of coal is gone.”
kayaker on the
Gauley River, before he drowned
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“These poems
read like Mark Twain gone to Hell in Boone County.”
scholar of American
literature, Man University
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“Floods all the time. Ain't nothing dry to care about any more.”
mother in temporary
housing in Williamson
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“A paranoid
mix of hysteria and depression.”
clinical psychologist
in Charleston
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“We're all leaving West Virginia.”
teenager in Madison
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“It's not exactly the end of the world we're talking about here.”
a County Tax clerk in
Logan
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“If the
stripping don¹t get you, the clear-cutting will”
homeowner in Kopperston
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“If poetry
aspires to music, these are bluegrass on a lopped-off mountain.”
musicologist at Becco
University
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“They put Blair Mountain on the TV,
a lot of good it did.”
Thelma Blankenship, Cocoa, Florida
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“Vote for the Mountain Party!”
Coalition for a
Coal-Free West Virginia
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“This isn't poetry-it's prose on meth where a
mountain was.”
professor of Popular Culture, College of Amherstdale
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“You buy the book. I'm leaving.”
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